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[OOC—update: Just specify in subject line which game!]

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[reexamined]

Cassian.

[Very short and to the point here, huh.]

I might have made a bad judgement call.

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what is it k?

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I may have unintentionally arranged a meeting between myself and General Hux.

Which isn't me saying I can't handle it. Because I can.

[But you know how bad he is at this, and he knows how bad he is at this, even if he pretends he doesn't.]

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on the move
further info by voice if safe

[meaning Cassian's just slapped his comm to the forearm strap he's jerry-rigged and will be too busy getting himself to Kay's signal to stop and read or type.]

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[ Voice is safe, for now, but- ]

I don't want you getting involved in this.

[ He says it very quickly, but emphatically. ]

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I don't have to be involved.

[not code, just verbal shorthand. Cassian expects Kay to understand: Cassian's (possibly pigheaded) intent is to observe unseen.]

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[ That's probably the best he could ask for. ]

I'm sure nothing is going to come of it. At the very worst, he finds out I've been lying, and I don't get any information.

[ And, normally, if it was just a standard Imperial officer, that'd be the end of it. But he could have powers. So that's a little more dangerous.

He just doesn't want to put Cassian in a position where he may have to use violence. That was what his human companion had wanted, when they had first spoke again on this planet. Maybe he shouldn't have even told Cassian about this, so that he wasn't put into this position... ]

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That's okay. I just want to hear.

[And be on hand.

Not because Kay can't protect himself better than anyone else could. Not because Cassian intends to do anything or knows what it would be even if he did. He doesn't have a blaster.

But… he needs to be there.]

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I'll leave my communicator on.

[Which should help in hearing what's being said. He wishes he had time to rig up something that would let Cassian maybe feed him the right lines to say, but there wasn't any time for that now.]

... If he believes me, he may want me to accompany him for a while. But I will see you later.

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[Hux won't have the means to reprogram Kay here. Or do much of anything else.

Nonetheless, it's difficult for Cassian to bite back all the cautions he wants badly to blurt Kay's way, even though that would be insulting Kay's superior ability to run all such scenarios himself.

He also bites back any tempting instructions. Much as he wants Hux to understand his own irrelevance and powerlessness here.

It's best not to tempt such things.

Cassian only says at last,]

Don't do anything you don't want to do. Okay?

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Well, I don't want to call him "sir."

[ If he's asked to, that's going to be even harder than lying. So he's going to just say "General" as much as possible. ]

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[Kay can't see his face but Cassian's lopsided smile will be audible in his voice]

That's fine.

[This is important]

He doesn't outrank you.

[Those systems are not here. And Kay is no one's underling.]

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I know.

[ But it's nice being told it, anyway. This isn't the first time Cassian's said something along those lines, but he's definitely the only one who had said anything like that at all. There's a certain fondness in Kay's tone, that's only there for that brief moment, before he "sobers" up. Can't be sounding any kind of sentimental, right now. ]

He should be here soon. I'm going to stop responding now.

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[In instant acquiescence, shorthand:]

G'luck.

[Cassian mutes his transmission, so no background noise on his end will betray Kay.]

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[The meeting ended. Cassian waited until all was clear before comming Kay again.]

rendezvous : backyard ?

[They hadn't set many codewords—hoping that needn't be their life any more… but that would indicate not the actual yard, but a clearing in the woods behind #003.]

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[ Kay waits a while, a good while, for Hux to be out of sight, before taking out his communicator to look. ]

Yes. Give me fifteen minutes.

[ The walk should only really take ten at the most, but he's trying to be careful. ]

[action?]

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[Being able to go directly, Cassian will be there first. Staring at a plant, either trying to catalog it, or remember that nature is good even if people can be bantha fodder.]

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[He's in the woods as well soon enough, stomping on a few lovely plants along the way unintentionally. Sorry. Those wildflowers are totally dead now.]

Well.

It could have gone worse.

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[It's okay about the flowers. They'll grow back.

Something something metaphor.]

You did good, Kay.

Wish I knew more about him personally and the moment in time he's from.

[Or do I… Maybe better to just turn his back…

…but that can also be an invitation to shoot him in it…]

Whose file did he show you?

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[He says nothing on being told he did a good job, but Cassian probably know he's internally preening.]

He's from our future.

...And the file he showed me was yours.

[It's not going to be easy to lie about not knowing anything about Cassian. He could at least have done better at avoiding giving away anything important about anyone else, because no one else has told him anything too deep. But with Cassian, he knows almost everything.]

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[He's from our future… Cassian nodded heavily.]

I know. What happens between Luke and Han's to his time is what I wish I knew more about.

[…or perhaps doesn't.

If it's all for nothing…?!

But at Kay's second answer…

Cassian's eyebrows go up. But he doesn't seem… quite… alarmed. Maybe not as much as he should be.

It's almost… affirmation.

Guess I did get under his skin.

Again, maybe not the most strategic of feelings… but given how Hux had made Cassian's fingers curl and skin crawl… Good.

And Cassian would far prefer it being himself to being Jyn.]

What did he have?

[on me?]

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[Kay would laugh, if he, you know, felt the urge to ever do things like that.]

Absolutely nothing of importance. Your name, your username. Your self-confessed allegiance. No doubt he wants me to find out more.

[But then, a bit more seriously-]

I don't think I can pretend I don't have any answers about you.

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[Cassian thought about it for a moment, considering Kay and the file and the free molecules between them.

At last…]

I could give you a thesis to stick to, if that would help. I know what idea I'd like to get into Hux's brain.

That our pasts are not relevant here. What drove me back in our universe, anything I did, does not apply in this world. …You know. It's not like I'm going to steal more Death Star plans.


[ooc: steals your own line in the name of retcon ;-) ]

[reexamined]

[ Kay nods, in agreement and in the plan. And, in complete contradiction to his nodding- ]

He's absolutely not going to go for that.

...But it's worth a try.

[ ooc: lmfao perfect, it all circles back! ]

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[tight, twisted smile]

No, he won't. But yes, we must try.

[try everything before hostilities first]

So how are you feeling about it?