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[childofrebellion]

OOM: A complicated mission.

All Cassian wants is to stand under a 'fresher and not listen to orders from anyone for a few hours, maybe even do something other than monitoring. All the parts of his disguised uniform are on his bed, he's only in his shirt and grey pants when he enters Milliways.

As the noise changes, he sighs, this will do for now. He sits down near the fire and orders caf with a shot of rum in it and some waffles, Imperial food somehow is flavorless and filling. He clasps his hands until his drink arrives to hide the small trembles which come and go. Once he's settled, his gaze goes over the main Bar.

Tiny tag: Cassian Andor
OOC: Still open and all other threads happen before Alana's.

Comments

[patterns_bloom]

"True, but at least you're doing something while you're waiting, like correcting your course, right?" Alana says, resting her chin on her knuckles. "Or do the trips through hyperspace just involve a lot of nothing?"

[childofrebellion]

"There's always something to do,"

Planning, repairing, he's good at filling time because when he doesn't, he has time to think.

[patterns_bloom]

"Well, that's good," Alana says, stretching a little, her empty latte cup in hand. She doesn't plan to hand it to a rat. "And I bet Kay helps you fill the time, too."

[childofrebellion]

"Yes, we're a good team," He smiles and looks into his empty caf, "And I should probably head back."

[patterns_bloom]

"All right," Alana says, matching his smile. "Thanks for chatting with me, Cassian. Best of luck with your boring job."

[childofrebellion]

"Thank you, its nearing an end," When he stands, he feels a little more ready to face the next step of this mission and nods to her before leaving.