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[childofrebellion]

One of the satisfying but time consuming aspects of Cassian's work is creating and getting forged scandocs to those who need them. Today he's set up at a booth with caf and is using Milliways' time to do slicing and forging. Mainly this involves rearranging data and doublechecking to make certain that the details are right for that section of the Empire.

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[configuration_birdwatcher]

It's been some time since they saw each other, but the four notes Bastion beeps as a greeting are distinctive enough to likely still be recognised. They wave, and follow it up with a credible imitation of the modulated audio tones that form hello in Binary. Check it out, Cassian, they're learning a language from your galaxy! They also have a neon green backpack shaped like a lizard now, dangling from one shoulder with something bulky stuffed into it. Ganymede sits on their other shoulder, observing the bar.

[childofrebellion]

Cassian hears Bastion’s steps before the Binary and looks up with a slight frown at the lizard pack, “Hello, new bag?”

[configuration_birdwatcher]

They rotate their hand side to side, palm down and fingers extended. It's new-ish. It's difficult for Bastion to keep track of how much time is passing in the Bar, but they're pretty sure the last time they saw him was before they got it, at least.

They crane their neck curiously to look at what he's working on, but it doesn't help because everything is in Aurebesh. "Zwee?"

There's a slight delay, and then a synthesized voice comes from inside the backpack, which says "What's that?"

[childofrebellion]

The voice in the bag is disconcerting and under the table, Cassian touches his blaster for reassurance. He follows their gaze and lifts up a pass, “A doc for traveling.”

[configuration_birdwatcher]

Bastion picks up on the discomfort in Cassian's body language, but isn't sure where it came from. Was it something they said? Maybe he didn't want to talk about the travel documents, but he did show it to them.

"Bwee-woop?" There's another slight pause, the thing in the bag makes a squeaky whistling noise like a radio being tuned way too fast, and then in a different robotic voice, deeper and with less varied intonation, "-omething wrong?"

They swivel their head towards the dangling lizard bag. "Bzzrp vwip vwee," they say, gesturing toward it with their manipulator arm and unzipping the lizard's mouth-zipper, revealing a metal box with a speaker and a lot of dials and clunky mechanical switches and levers. The box says, "Khadgar got me an external translator. It's glitchy."

[childofrebellion]

When he sees the speaker Cassian relaxes, “That’s clever. The voice coming from the lizard surprised me.”