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[igetthatalot]

Kirkwall's beyond a mess and Varric does not want to think about it right now. Since deliberately Not Thinking about A Thing is a guaranteed way to keep that thing in mind, he is choosing instead to Think About Something Entirely Unrelated, namely, the approval he just got for his latest proposal to Randy Dowager Quarterly.

Which means that he stops after a few paces, because the Bar took advantage of the fact that he was so incredibly distracted as to reroute his destination entirely.

"Huh. Haven't been here in a while," he mutters to no one in particular before flagging down a wait-rat. He'll park himself at a nearby table shortly to play a favorite game of his, in which he picks random tavern-goers out of the crowd and scribbles a few sentences about what he assumes they're like in whatever story he's currently working on. (Which, given that he's working for Randy Dowager, is... going to be a little interesting.)

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[childofrebellion]

Cassian wasn't planning on being back in Milliways so soon after the party, its not even been a week on his side of the door. Though with his ribs still hurting and how uncomfortable his recon is being, he's glad of a change of scenery.

He's on one of the couches with a good view of the room, using a pillow to stay in a not too painful position as he works on his datapad. The painkillers from Bar are helping a little, so he's sipping a caf and at times glancing up at Tentacles of Our Waves on the TV. All the squids are gathering for a grand occasion, Cassian hasn't been able to figure out what it is yet.

Later in the day, when he goes up to get something to eat, Cassian leaves a note for Barry.

( Barry Allen )

Tiny tag: Cassian Andor