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[candor1]

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

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[reexamined]

Luke Skywalker has finished the recharging station. It's not finished, so it will take a day for a full charge of my main power supply and backup. It also can't be moved yet, so I would have to be at his housing unit in Heropa, #19, for the duration.

[ Which is... honestly, not a thing he particularly wants to do, but he's so tired. He hasn't charged in so long.

But he also hasn't said he's going yet. Cassian could say no. He probably wouldn't, and perhaps there's a good reason not to, like some kind of flaw or reason he hasn't thought of that could be dangerous (unlikely), or maybe Cassian will need him (more likely), but overall, he's waiting for a go-ahead. ]

[candor1]

[But instead the answer is:]

shall i come and stay with you 'for the duration'?
- luke wont mind

[a guess, but one he feels pretty sure-footed on]

text at 4 am and bruh i am so sorry

[carbonfrozen]

who do you think's gonna come in next and from when

the way our luck's been going I'd put money on an Imperial showing up from before Yavin

response not much later and bruh don't be i love it ^_^

[candor1]

i dont know but

[a long pause before he can get himself to finish typing the sentence.

…Yavá. God. Is this happening. Is he going to go there. Without being forced. Or is it better to preempt.

I was finished]

should we

[I can't I won't no]

consider organizing

[he looks down at the comm for several long moments.

Considers deleting.

Considers writing something else.

Considers hurling it into the wall and watching it shatter and rain.

Considers hurling himself—

Jyn.

Shuts his eyes.

Hits send.]

[reexamined]

Cassian.

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

I might have made a bad judgement call.

[candor1]

what is it k?

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[kestreldawn]

possible meeting with another person to assist in controlling telepathy.

said person ranks highly suspicious; vague answers, from another galaxy. no determined time, place, or day as of yet.

thought you should know. [- in case things go to hell, she wants to say, but chooses not to. No need to alarm him anymore than this message probably already does. She knows she can handle herself in case things do take a turn for the worse, but it doesn't hurt to have someone on alert, in case it's a situation she can't rescue herself from.]

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[candor1]

do you want backup?
eg someone who it turns out can stay hidden from telepathy with an energy shield?



[ooc: handwave that they've learned this? maybe he reflexively created a shield re: a nightmare, they found out they couldn't hear each other's thoughts inside, then did some experimenting…? since he has started learning about this power at last since the swear-in]

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[dun_moch]

Hello, Cassian. I have prepared the history we previously discussed. I hope that it proves helpful to you in your researches. If you have any questions or anything you would like to share, I will be more than happy to discuss them with you. Until then, I remain most sincerely yours,

Count Dooku

[And attached is the IC equivalent of this writeup.

[candor1]

[There's too much to sort through, both for the project and Cassian's sanity, to say more in response than,]

Thank you, my lord.

[Everything he'd ever been told about the cause, things said to him personally by Khriou and Draven, things he'd heard afar and after the fact, all wrapped up by the deep pulsing hurt of being told what he badly wanted but distrusting that because that wasn't how the universe worked—and so unable to tell if he was really picking up on some suspicious overselling or just perceiving it because he was looking for something to get a solid handhold on…

But he'd compile it diligently. Isolated facts and commentary alike. Analyze down the ratio of one to the other. Compare to others. See if… anything.

One way or another, the Count had taken this seriously and put in a lot of work. That in itself was… something.]

Very much

[private text]

[kestreldawn]

compiled brief history for you.

attachment.doc

[private text]

[candor1]

i'm glad to know all this, thank you

[text]

[carbonfrozen]

after Scarif:

- the Death Star got tested out on Alderaan, they're calling it the Disaster now
- battle at Yavin, Death Star gets blown up
- Princess Leia Organa goes looking for Alderaanians after the battle
- I get into the Dragon Void Race and pick up Rebellion agents along the way

three years after Scarif and Yavin:
- base on Hoth is found by the Empire, Rebellion goes back on the run
- Empire takes over Bespin

I've got a lot more, but those are some of the details I can remember off the top of my head.

[text]

[candor1]

thank you
will take whatever youve got whenever you like

those first ones after Scarif, all the same year? - 0 BBY/ABY...?

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[therewillbeorder]

19 BBY: Corrupt and failing Republic is disbanded and reorganized into the Galactic Empire by Emperor Palpatine. This day is celebrated as Empire Day even decades later.

00 BBY: Grand Moff Tarkin is forced to make an example of the traitorous planet of Alderaan to prevent unrest from spreading throughout the galaxy. In retaliation, rebel forces attack Death Star I and destroy it, murdering Grand Moff Tarkin and many Imperials. Alderaan is forever known as an example of what happens to a planet and its people who would undermine the stability of the Empire by trying to re-establish a corrupt government.

03 ABY: Battle of Hoth

04 ABY:

Battle of Endor. Death Star II is destroyed.

Emperor Palpatine is murdered by a self-proclaimed Jedi, the last of a group who had been executed as war criminals when the Empire was established.

Imperial Grand Admirals and Moffs take charge of the Empire. Rebel Alliance attempt to establish a New Republic.

05 ABY:

Siege of Arkanis was one of the many battles which were attempts of the Rebel Alliance attacking Imperial planets as punishment, attempting to force them to be loyal to their illegitimate government.

Battle of Jakku

Imperial forces spread into the Unknown Regions.

Galactic Concordance- the New Republic attempts to establish itself, claims to disarm while secretly funding a militia to continue attacking not only Imperial forces but Imperial citizens as well.

34 ABY:

New Republic is completely destroyed along with the entirely of their military forces in a single moment. Work begins on restoring stability to the galaxy and purge the chaos and corruption of the last of the Rebel Alliance.


Consider this a one-time favor. I hope you find this illuminating.

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[candor1]

[Cassian's mind races to cross-reference. Anything he's ever known. (Until he can show this to Kay and his less faulty database.)

…yes, he knows Arkanis.

He heard it on Carida. Or if he was too young to remember it then, it would have been mentioned on Fest.

Why Jeron Andor, without anyone's bitterness, was never really expected to come back to Seidh and Cassian.

That's where the Republic's Officers' Academy was.

Once Jeron graduated from the military academy on Carida, if unchanged in ambition, he likely would have gone on to Arkanis.

If that Academy had transitioned, with the rest of the Republic, to being Imperial…

…then Arkanis would likely be a military target. Their Academy would have no aspect that was cilivian. And would be defended to the point of stronghold.

…quite likely with surrounding lands, peoples, even planets, made subservient to its needs. Natural resources diverted, allegiance enforced.

Given Hux's take on the events Cassian did know anything about—

(Right. "Forced" to inflict a planet-killer on a neutral, peaceful, and near-universally beloved civilian world. "Known forever" except by the rest of the galaxy who, he knows now thanks to Han and Luke, call it "the Disaster".
Cassian mentally shoots everything.

And "War criminals" indeed. Even the Separatists couldn't believe that once it happened. The Jedi had been their enemies—but they'd never fought dirty. It was something Cassian's comrades had scorned them for. Too worried about keeping their hands clean to do what it would take.)

—he was prepared to guess, regarding this detail he didn't know, that 'punishment' would not have been the Alliance New Republic's mission at all. Cassian would bet K-2 to Han, with the express upshot of both hurling things at him, that the New Republic and most civilian Arkanians would have called it liberation.

But Imperials tend to call punishment or oppression what they saw as being deprived of what was rightfully theirs.

So… Hux protesting too much… unlocks some of the tension Cassian has been carrying in his chest for weeks. And he breathes with relief.

4 to 34 ABY. For thirty years, at least, there was a difference.

But then what?

It's the lack of griping protestation at the last event, the total absence of explanation or description, that makes Cassian's blood run cold again.

All he writes back:]

can you quantify 'destroyed'
as in 'completely destroyed... in a single moment'
?

[text]

[kestreldawn]

[It arrives without an explanation, an empty message other than a photo.]

[candor1]

[it's hard to convey in text the expression that put on his face.

…Eventually, not so much an answer, knowing it was a bit infuriating, but an offering, since she might know what it meant when Basic failed him:]

Si anessis lluny tan lluny que no et sabés
tampoc ningú sabria el meu destí,
cap altre llavi no em tindria pres

però amb el teu nom faria el meu camí.

Si jo posava la bandera al pal
i era molt alta, t'hi veuria a dalt.^*

[text at THREE IN THE MORNING DAMMIT HAN]

[carbonfrozen]

what if ants scream when we step on them but we just can't hear them because they're too high-pitched for human ears

[candor1]

[It's okay, one of these days Cassian will think of the right thought to send Han at such an hour.

Plus he kinda likes it. All the times he slept in a cockpit waiting to be woken by a transmission. Almost feels homey. With less looming sudden death.]

they probably do
plants can scream when you cut into them

[text]

[couldbebeautiful]

There's someone going around pretending to be me spray-painting shit on buildings. As far as I know it usually just happens at night, and nobody's gotten hurt yet, but that might change.

Be careful, Cassian.

[text]

[candor1]

does spray-painting usually precede something else?

[the above, trying to clarify why this might indicate possible hurt.
The next: would be more hesitant in speech, matter-of-fact in text. Skillset of the old life is still to be treated with wariness. But she's one of their people.]

do you want me to find them?

text; backdated to Oct 3rd

[reexamined]

Cassian.

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[candor1]

K?

[flightforfreedom]

[Poe switches over to the private channel, continued from here.]

That's what I asked him about. Whether he even had any interest. He was vague, and I thought the subject was kind of closed, but uh - after seeing his room and his [Magazines? Porn?] collection, now I'm not so sure.

I mean. Good for him, either way, and really it's none of my business, just can't help but be curious. Especially after recently.

Also - no, I had no idea. That's pretty incredible. On the subject of balls - I guess you have some big ones, Andor. :P

Worth it, though, it looks like to me. I've never met another droid like him.





I mean he's not BB-8, but who is.

[candor1]

you probably know better than i do - subject we avoided last lifetime for both of us
- but my guess is hed be glad to talk about it
- if his answers were vague might not be unwillingness to share vs not having figured it out very far yet for himself? talking might even help

oh yeah huge - on someone else

the moment i did it i thought id made a terrible mistake
id just made a brand new sentient who was doomed to one bad end or another
id likely die first and hed be left with a wound that would never heal because of the loyalty i hardwired into him or hed be recaptured by the empire and turned back into a being with no choices
awfully the way he went was probably the best possibility - going out as himself defending me like hed prefer
rather than always yelling at me for my apparent desire to go first



thank the force for this place



im not sure ive properly asked about bb8
know hes your partner and a droid somewhere in astromech family
def interested in more specs

text;

[reexamined]

[The message comes through marked as not urgent so Cassian doesn't worry right away.]

Hello Cassian.

text;

[candor1]

[The answer is prompt enough anyway.]

hello k
?

12/25

[misplacesfriends]

[Cassian will receive a handwritten note ("This entitles you to one sandwich from a restaurant on me. - Finn") and a small box containing this necklace.]

[action?]

[candor1]

[When next he sees Finn, Cassian will be wearing the necklace; and grin and pull it out from under his shirt, by its chain, to wave a bit in Finn's direction.]

Thank you. Is there a story?

EMP; 12/25 shhhhh

[oratorical]

[Christmas not being a thing in space won't and hasn't stopped Leia from following along with the traditions of some of the otherworlders and adapting it into a "gifts for people I care about" sort of deal. And Cassian, though she may not know him well, is one of those people.

Cassian will find a basket filled with pastries (enough to share, but if he wants to keep them to himself, well, it's not as if Leia will know) and a pair of gloves and a scarf to go with them. She may not know what Cassian already has or needs, but well, having more useful clothing like this is something she's sure people can appreciate.]

[text, maskormenace]

[couldbebeautiful]

I've got a couple of bottles of beer, if you want to drink to Jyn's memory.

[text, maskormenace]

[candor1]

thank you

for a lot


[…this is ridiculous, continuing to comm message when they live in the same house… but it feels like the level of interaction Cassian wants right now. Communication without anyone looking at his face.]


not sure i should drink right now
after last month
want to stay above water for now



ive never asked you more
about your own situation back home
dont have to tell me just to distract me
but
i dont know
joint catharsis opportunity

[Either he isn't aware half of what he says to her sounds like a come-on or he isn't worried about it because they're comfortable enough.]

Nexus Crossing: A Gift From Nowhere

[sweetcandygirl]

One day, after finishing a day of work in the Nexus, Cassian finds a small brown box left on the counter -- with his name on it -- and no other card or anything to identify who left it behind.

Opening it, Cassian will find an expensive box of cigars. There is nothing else.

/paaaaaranoia/

[candor1]

He spent some time treating the box like a potential explosive. Once he was satisfied it wasn't, he emptied the box, verified all the contents were the same, and unrolled one of them to see what it was made of. A local variety of cigarra, he concluded, with less narcotic composition. These seemed just designed to… well, poison you. But not without your own active participation. So why had it been left for him? Didn't seem like a threat. But also a strange gift unless someone knew he smoked (which he didn't). So…? He double checked the box and every cigarra. Then started asking around.