candor1: (Scarif . Jyn . better death)
Cassian Andor ([personal profile] candor1) wrote 2020-02-23 07:19 pm (UTC)

Are you a… kind of man…?

What kind of man are you?


The kind who was supposed to have died. Who'd done what he'd done to make a new world, for others to live in. Who'd have given up his own place in it by what he did to help create it. And now…?

He thought of Kafrene, Jelucan, Coruscant, Jedha, Five Points Station, Varadan… big city. Then he thought of Pakrik Minor, Charissia, Lothal, …even Scarif. Quiet countryside. In a city, he feared he'd never stop looking over his shoulder. In the country, he was afraid he'd succumb to his thoughts.

But, either place, he'd be with Jyn. And if his… cognitive dissonance, manifested, to either… she already knew that. She was prepared. She understood.

Crystal-clear oceans. Perhaps they could sit on a beach, where they were consumed by nothing but sunset, and overwrite the memory of the last one where they'd been nearly consumed by kyber.

"I've never been to Glee Anselm," he said. "I'd like to. With you."

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