[ so here's the thing -- jyn has never had stuff. the reality of a transient lifestyle meant no material belongings to tie her down, stuffed animals lost to the fire, blaster and knife lost to a way out of a planet under siege. she's only ever had her mother's necklace and even now in new amsterdam, her apartment is not cluttered with things.
what she does have are gifts from friends; sketches from clarke, weapons from daisy and cassian. a kazoo from ian now, taking it carefully from his hand. it's just a stupid children's toy but for someone who doesn't have stuff it feels like something more.
[ a soft laugh, tired, she gives a little wave of her hand like she is giving him the go ahead to leave and show off his range of motion and neat new scar while she calls cassian to come bring her home because she is exhausted. ]
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what she does have are gifts from friends; sketches from clarke, weapons from daisy and cassian. a kazoo from ian now, taking it carefully from his hand. it's just a stupid children's toy but for someone who doesn't have stuff it feels like something more.
a childish idea she squashes down. ]
I was promised a concert.
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[ An original song he... never wrote, but if his bluff gets called he'll make one up on the spot. It'll be terrible. He will feel no shame. ]
I'll get back to you on that when I find an instrument that doesn't make your ears bleed.
[ A nod at the kazoo in her hands. ]
By the way, I definitely recommend practicing at two in the morning in the safe house. People love it.
[ They do not. ]
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[ a soft laugh, tired, she gives a little wave of her hand like she is giving him the go ahead to leave and show off his range of motion and neat new scar while she calls cassian to come bring her home because she is exhausted. ]