skitzofreak:

[Prompt from @incognitajones, who asked: “Jyn + calm OR dreams“]

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Jyn adjusts to the Alliance life easily enough. In a way, it’s like slipping on an old coat. After all, she was a Partisan for most of her formative years, she grew up learning to put together an improvised explosive, memorizing the soft spots on a hundred different species (but with emphasis on Human males, even those in armor), and knew how to go without enough food or enough ammo or really, enough anything. But for all it’s faults and deficiencies, the Alliance is better funded and better run than Saw’s Partisans, even back in their heyday when they had active cells all across the galaxy. So the coat thing works, except instead of finding the coat shabby and too small when she put it on, someone’s gone back and patched all the holes and adjusted the seams to fit her. 

Oh, hells. She’s thinking in coat metaphors. She can never tell Cassian. 

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