Burned and buried all I carried

[ouzel]

WHO: Luke, Cassian, Jyn. Open to Leia as well.
WHERE: Wyrmwood (a bar)
WHEN: Feb 7th, evening
WHAT: Rebels raise drinks to honor the fallen
WARNINGS: Rogue One Spoilers. People drinking. I'll add more if it becomes pertinent.

The fact was, there had been more of them.

There'd been Rey, and Lando, and Bodhi... the latter was enough for Cassian to want to raise a glass to, but honestly he was feeling a bit overdue for having more than one drink in an evening.

So was Jyn.

Why not, then, drink with one of the last remaining Rebels who knew what the Death Star meant? Besides, Luke was the quintessential 'good kid' and Cassian hoped to hell whatever his role in the Rebellion was going to be that it wasn't ever to become intelligence.

That way lay madness, salt, and bitters.

This way, in contrast, lay tequila, and probably several other types of things; Cassian had tried to pick a bar that was a: quiet, b: possessed variety and c: wasn't full of weird flashing lights or strange motifs. Just a nice, semi-dark bar.

Should be great.

Comments

[ouzel]

Cassian's hand drops from where it rested on the edge of the curved booth seat to rest between Jyn's shoulderblades. He doesn't move it at first, keeping his eyes on the table in front of them and the man across.

"They wanted Alpha and Beta teams to succeed. Volunteer soldiers with no clear allegiances to whatever force backs this ship, given a scarce amount of intel and set loose. We succeeded, and the planet died not a day later.

I'm too suspicious for coincidences."

[realists]

"They wanted that--" Her hands release only to wave her hand, struggling to remember what the damn objective of the mission was in the first place. Though to be fair, she wasn't on the mission so secondhand information is all she's going on. "--Thing."

Yeah, nailed it.

[taggingwomprats]

"Whatever that thing was," Luke adds ruefully, "Did they just take it from the team as soon as they got back on board?"

He runs a hand through his hair. He still doesn't like any of this and likely won't at any point in the near future.

"I wonder if they knew what would happen and that's why they didn't tell us anything."

[ouzel]

"I didn't have it, but I assume so." He doubts Re-L or Sombra or Sam or whomever ended up with it once they gott off of Oros got to hold on to it for long.

"They paid us, for the work. Which is interesting when you consider that the only place we can use their currency is here."

[taggingwomprats]

"Sounds like a few planets I've visited," Luke oberves wryly, "Pay them in something that they can't use anywhere else and they'll never leave."

Which isn't true for him, because he'd like to get home at some point, but he also has no idea where he is. He fingers one of the shot glasses and spins it in place as he thinks.

"It feels like they expect us to get on with everything and not complain. And - is everyone here someone who's been dragged along for the ride? Is anyone here a part of the original crew? Was there an original crew?"