[ This again, huh? At least it wasn't anything he wouldn't have offered up willingly. In fact there's not much he wouldn't be happy to share as long as Cassian wants to see it. In a very casual way, of course. ]
Are you an expert on all of my sides now, Captain?
[Cassian spends more time looking at the picture than he means to. It's an invasion of her privacy, he knows that--with how the network has been rerouting messages in the last week, he has to assume she did not mean him to see this. That doesn't stop him from looking.
It's a good five minutes after he's received it that he texts:]
Jyn, this is Cassian. I doubt you mean to send this to me.
[Part of her is mortified, but then she’s also not ashamed of showing affection here. It still feels foreign, but something she is still eager the get. Trying to navigate that with him, things feeling very new though is complicated. And she certainly doesn’t want him to feel awkward for it.]
I’m sorry, Cassian. I hadn’t meant for anyone to see it. My device seems to be sending out stored images, text, files—- whatever it wants to.
[ The outgoing message comes with the name Lorell Shda attached, which might as well be his real name, considering who he's talking to. But just in case someone else happens to be looking over his shoulder, metaphorically speaking. The point is that he's responding personally, not professionally as such, because that's how this started. Understandably, given that Cassian's not in the good graces of the organization as a whole.
With Poe it's a little more complicated than that. Always was. ]
I'm gonna go ahead and guess that things are pretty bleak if you're asking me for help. Have you really burned bridges with every decent slicer you ever met?
[ He doesn't know that's what this is, but honestly, the last thing he expects is that Cassian would just be making a social call. ]
[Cassian is--well, he doesn't exactly want to reflect on where he is, because it's a place he hates being. He's in need of help. And the only source of help that can actually help him is someone he planned on never speaking to again. As it is Joreth Sward sends a message, fully expecting to not receive any kind of reply.
When it comes, he drags in a breath and shoves his hand through his hair.
That's something we've got in common, you know. When we make a mess somewhere you can count on us not showing up to try to pick up the pieces. If you stick around too long you get attached.
[ Except Poe absolutely gets attached anyway. He feels too much for his own good. ]
But sure, we can have a nice friendly chat if that's what you want.
Wayne Kerr @crowbars | text ; encrypted
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But possibly.
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What sort of crime are we talking about? And the cause?
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do u know what hotboxing is
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But, no. I don't.
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do u know what weed is
...i suppose they might have a different name for it in different worlds its a drug you smoke it it makes you feel 🥴
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/20 years late sry
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@quakeroats
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it's daisy.
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encryted text| un: joreth.sward
Hello, William.
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Hey, Cassian. Are we exes now? Officially?
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text; un: dameron (misfire??)
[ Attached is a picture, in which he's actually fully clothed. Very decent, anyone would agree. ]
text | un: joreth.sward
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Are you an expert on all of my sides now, Captain?
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@quakeroats | event misfire
someone to have and to hold and
strictly control for their own sexual pleasure
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also, hello Daisy, is this an invitation?
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i didn't send that.
ok correction i did send that but not to you
wait do you want it to be an invitation?
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text | un: joreth.sward
It's a good five minutes after he's received it that he texts:]
Jyn, this is Cassian. I doubt you mean to send this to me.
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I’m sorry, Cassian. I hadn’t meant for anyone to see it. My device seems to be sending out stored images, text, files—- whatever it wants to.
slides in here with au times
With Poe it's a little more complicated than that. Always was. ]
I'm gonna go ahead and guess that things are pretty bleak if you're asking me for help. Have you really burned bridges with every decent slicer you ever met?
[ He doesn't know that's what this is, but honestly, the last thing he expects is that Cassian would just be making a social call. ]
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When it comes, he drags in a breath and shoves his hand through his hair.
He goes for unbothered, when he replies]
What, I can't just reach out to an old friend?
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[ Except Poe absolutely gets attached anyway. He feels too much for his own good. ]
But sure, we can have a nice friendly chat if that's what you want.