anghraine | Entries tagged with character: zekheret

title: per ardua ad astra (18/?)
verse: Death Star
characters: Jyn Erso, Cassian Andor; OCs—Mihal Zekheret, an unnamed technician, unnamed guards; Jyn/Cassian, one-sided Efrah/Zekheret
stuff that happens: literally everything is a spoiler
previous chapters: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen

She’d always demanded survival from the universe, even with her mother shot before her eyes, even on the streets of her birthplace. Even in Wobani, and on Scarif, with Cassian apparently dead and Krennic’s blaster pointed at her. Never for a moment had she welcomed death.

But—she couldn’t help it—couldn’t help thinking of Cassian, of drifting together without noticing. Of awkwardly holding hands and fussing over each other, I’ll pour it down your throat and be careful. Her sickened terror when she thought him dead, and the blanket he tucked around her when she dozed through his return. Cassian climbing after her with cracked bones slicing up his lungs, and Jyn holding him in those moments before the tractor beam caught them, stroking his face and hair.

Just a moment now. It’ll be over soon.

( Read more... )

Current Mood: satisfied
Current Location: Washington
Current Music: One More Tomorrow (Electric Light Orchestra)

title: per ardua ad astra (17/?)
verse: Death Star
characters: Cassian Andor, Jyn Erso, Bodhi Rook; OCs—Bain Efrah, Mihal Zekheret; Jyn/Cassian
stuff that happens: Jyn gets frustrated with inaction; Cassian distracts himself by working on K-2SO; Jyn and Efrah try to keep Zekheret from bumbling about the prisons.
previous chapters: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen

“How long does this go on?” she asked quietly. “Keeping our heads down and backing away from risks and … how long is it worth it?”

Cassian looked straight at her, dark eyes very clear. Jyn expected one of his well-turned declarations, his way of slicing through layers of difficulty and complication to some simple, burning core. Rebellions are built on hope. You’re not the only one who lost everything. It was for a cause I believed in, a cause that was worth it.

“I don’t know,” he said.

( Read more... )

Current Mood: accomplished
Current Location: Washington
Current Music: All This and Heaven Too (Florence + The Machine)

...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?”

( Read more... )

Current Location: Washington
Current Music: Crazy Little Thing Called Love (Queen)

AKA taking a break from packing.

title: per ardua ad astra (11/?)
verse: Death Star
characters: Jyn Erso, Cassian Andor; OCs—Bain Efrah, Mihal Zekheret; Jyn/Cassian
stuff that happens: Cassian properly meets Efrah and Zekheret, and on Jyn's request, readily plays Willix as a controlling, straitlaced officer; also—presents, uncomfortable strategies, and statistical averages! (TW for dubcon mention; it's a passing, ultra-euphemistic reference to past situations, but there)
previous chapters: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten

“May the Force be with us,” he murmured.

“Now you’re the thief,” said Jyn.

“Sometimes.” Cassian turned away, to the panel at the door. After a pause, he laid his palm against it. “But you can’t claim that one.”

Unperturbed, she replied, “Sounds like something a word thief would say.”

( Read more... )

Current Mood: hot
Current Location: Portland, OR
Current Music: Faithfully (Journey)

...who does not appear in this chapter, except in spirit. I like to imagine that he represents/spawns a strain of reason among certain contingents, though.

Unrelatedly, this chapter was really the first to provoke the apparently inevitable "well, in the EU" preaching. If you knew me in the lj days, I'm sure you can imagine how low my tolerance has ground at this point, so I might have been a bit brusque. But most people were nice and thoughtful—Rogue One fandom is probably my favourite of the SW subfandoms, now that the Migratory Discourse Fandom has mostly abandoned us.

title: per ardua ad astra (7/?)
verse: Death Star
characters: Jyn Erso, Bodhi Rook, and (very briefly) Cassian Andor; OCs—Bain Efrah, Mihal Zekheret; Jyn/Cassian (muddled What Are These Feelings + Inexplicable Preoccupation flavour; it's mostly focused on Jyn's undercover adventures).
stuff that happens: Jyn pseudo-bonds with the two Imperial NCOs she met earlier, particularly the hard-harded Efrah; she finds a way, though not the obvious one, to blame Cassian for her disinterest in flirtation; Zekheret and Efrah drop some ANH bombshells; not all Imperials approve of current tactics; Bodhi staves off nervous breakdown.
previous chapters: one, two, three, four, five, six

Hard to figure out what a woman like Efrah would see in an amiable ass like Zekheret, but then, she’d never had much success figuring out what other people ever saw in each other.

Not that she’d much bothered herself over it. And she didn’t want to bother herself with Efrah and Zekheret’s relationship, either, despite the flicker of curiosity. She didn’t want to know them, or anyone. Even at the best of times. Certainly, these were far from those. Soon, she or they would be dead, and it’d be good riddance for whoever lived. Hell, they’d kill her in a moment if they knew who she was. No point in cozying up for that, except—

Except she needed information.

( Read more... )

Current Mood: accomplished
Current Location: Portland, OR
Current Music: Born to Die (Lana del Rey)

title: per ardua ad astra (4/?)
verse: Death Star
characters: Jyn Erso, Bodhi Rook, Cassian Andor; OCs—Dr Esten, Corporal Zekheret, Sergeant Bain Efrah, various nameless Imperials
stuff that happens: Jyn doesn't like spying, news at eleven; Bodhi gets news from the stormtrooper grapevine; release of How To Annoy Xenophobes, a book by Cassian Andor
previous chapters: one, two, three

To her annoyance, he mentioned nothing of substance beyond his opinion that things would be better with Governor Tarkin running the Death Star.

“Can’t be worse than Krennic,” said a sergeant across from them, one of the only female ones Jyn had yet seen. “Backwater creep who thinks he’s better than the people doing the real work. I saw him flouncing around in that cape once, like he’s Darth fucking Vader. Ugh. It’ll be just our luck if he made it off. I bet he has.”

Jyn felt an unexpected glow of benevolence. Cheerfully, she said, “No, he didn’t. Some Rebel shot him in the back.”

( Read more... )