skitzofreak:

I’m bound and determined to get this story finished before (or at least at the same time) as my Christmas exchange fic. Guess we’ll see if I pull that off. Here’s the next bit, @kotaface. Read it here.

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“Yes,” he said, simple and honest. “But not necessarily from me.”

“Not
from – what are you talking about?” Yunas snorted, but he could see the
uneasy tension around her eyes. She might not be good at clandestine
meetings or double-speak conversations, but Yunas was smart and she was
experienced enough to guess at where he was leading her. Some part of
her already agreed with him, or she wouldn’t have come to meet him at
all. Still, she tried to brazen it out. “You’re the only threat I see.”

Cassian
pointed to the ‘trooper patrol still pacing easily through the corridor
that opened before them in the crowd. His path had arced around until
they were directly in front of the patrol. In a few minutes, the
‘troopers would pass by them, and they would have to make space or
suffer the consequences. “Have Diona ask them for help.”