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Jun. 20th, 2018 10:59 am...eventually.
title: per ardua ad astra (15/?)
verse: Death Star
characters: Cassian Andor, Jyn Erso; General Tagge; OCs—Efrah Bain, Mihal Zekheret, an unnamed sergeant; Jyn/Cassian
stuff that happens: Jyn is not interested in friendship muffins and Cassian is not interested in dying.
previous chapters: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen
“Traitors are too nervous to get away with it, most of the time—they’re twitchy and they make stupid mistakes. But they’re desperate, too, and they’ll do anything. I don’t think I’ve ever heard of one who didn’t leave a trail of blood behind him.”
He gulped. “Somebody’s got to stop them, though. If they’re there. We don’t even know that.”
“Governor Tarkin has plenty of people to keep an eye on problems,” said Efrah. “There are spies, strategists, all that sort of thing.”
“You’re sure?” Zekheret asked, brows still knit in what went for thought with him.
“Yes, I’m sure. And I’m sure he knows that there are people who might be mad, or go mad, over this. You don’t need to get in the way of some crazed Alderaanian with a blaster, okay?”
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title: per ardua ad astra (15/?)
verse: Death Star
characters: Cassian Andor, Jyn Erso; General Tagge; OCs—Efrah Bain, Mihal Zekheret, an unnamed sergeant; Jyn/Cassian
stuff that happens: Jyn is not interested in friendship muffins and Cassian is not interested in dying.
previous chapters: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen
“Traitors are too nervous to get away with it, most of the time—they’re twitchy and they make stupid mistakes. But they’re desperate, too, and they’ll do anything. I don’t think I’ve ever heard of one who didn’t leave a trail of blood behind him.”
He gulped. “Somebody’s got to stop them, though. If they’re there. We don’t even know that.”
“Governor Tarkin has plenty of people to keep an eye on problems,” said Efrah. “There are spies, strategists, all that sort of thing.”
“You’re sure?” Zekheret asked, brows still knit in what went for thought with him.
“Yes, I’m sure. And I’m sure he knows that there are people who might be mad, or go mad, over this. You don’t need to get in the way of some crazed Alderaanian with a blaster, okay?”
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