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hellofarebel) wrote2017-08-14 03:07 pm
hellofarebel) wrote2017-08-14 03:07 pm
Jyn
There's a part of his brain that still barely accepts the idea that some of the crew of the Rogue One are here. It's sort of like his childhood heroes have come to life (the ones apart from the General and his parents, that is). He can see them and talk to them, he can even end up texting them, which is what he'd done when he'd found the gun range for the first time. It had been a flight of fancy, but he'd thought that Jyn would really appreciate it.
Maybe he just wanted to be the one to show Jyn something that she'd appreciate, but that's delving into a line of hero worship that he doesn't want to get too deeply into, yet. He's trying to play it casual, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, trying not to look like he's doing too much, but really, deep down, he just wants to impress her.
"My friend is coming," he tells a few guys that pass, beaming and thinking that if he says that enough, it'll be true. He takes in a sharp breath and glances at the text he'd sent Jyn, hoping that the amount of emoji faces he'd used aren't overbearing, but, well, it's done and over with now.
Now, he can just wait and see if she shows up.
Maybe he just wanted to be the one to show Jyn something that she'd appreciate, but that's delving into a line of hero worship that he doesn't want to get too deeply into, yet. He's trying to play it casual, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, trying not to look like he's doing too much, but really, deep down, he just wants to impress her.
"My friend is coming," he tells a few guys that pass, beaming and thinking that if he says that enough, it'll be true. He takes in a sharp breath and glances at the text he'd sent Jyn, hoping that the amount of emoji faces he'd used aren't overbearing, but, well, it's done and over with now.
Now, he can just wait and see if she shows up.