to your stations, and may the Force be with us

[protectingthelight]

Who: Amilyn Holdo and YOU.
What: Holdo settles in at Riverview, has some awkward conversations, and generally has to deal with being here after mumble mumble spoiler mumble. Feel free to tag in off a prompt, or roll your own. Also, there will be comments for threads with specific people.
Where: Various locations including but not limited to: housing, government buildings, around town.
When: Over the first week or so that she's here.
Warnings: 'ware spoilers. I won't include any here, but threads will no doubt include them of necessity.

1. Community housing
If you live on the eighth floor, you will probably see Amilyn fairly regularly. She cuts a pretty unmistakable figure, being nearly six feet tall and with that purple hair and all. She's hung up her Republic-style gown for the time being (saving it, maybe, for some suitable occasion), but even with her civilian clothes she still wears her bracelets and rings.

2. Government offices
Amilyn shows up for work pretty much the day after she gets her assignment. So if you work as a community ambassador—congratulations, you have a new coworker. She's diligently setting up her workspace and getting caught up on all the latest news.

3. Entertainment and shopping district
All work and no play and all that stuff. Amilyn goes for walks, taking in the new sights and sounds, maybe stopping for a bite to eat somewhere interesting.

4. Wildcard
Feel free to suggest anything!

Comments

[protectingthelight]

She grins a little at the comment about Jyn. She can see it.

As for their galaxy... "Maybe one day someone will explain why." She purses her lips slightly, a little grim, a little put-upon. "I think at this point I'm the ... furthest along in the timeline, as it were. At least of anyone I've met."

[evasives]

"I have heard a lot about the future, from some of the others. You don't have to tiptoe around anything for my sake, nor do you need to talk about it."

Cassian suspects there are still plenty of things he doesn't know, but he finds he doesn't... need to. Maybe that's part of the whole death acceptance thing. "I take it you are with the Resistance?"

[protectingthelight]

"Yes. And I'm old enough to have been in the Rebellion before that." It's almost funny, really. She's older than Cassian ... but if he had lived, he'd have been her senior. "Resistance to the very end, you might say."

She has a lot in common with him and Jyn, really.

[evasives]

It's a grim relatability: resistance until the end. He always knew he was going to die for the Rebellion, so really, the only strange part is he gets to be aware of that after the fact.

He gets it as soon as she says it and understands that she is dead too. The part of him that sounds like Jyn's influence is tempted to say something stupid like welcome to the club, but he resists. "My entire life was rebellion, in some form or another." He does wonder what it might have been like, after the war, had he lived. "You should use this as a second chance. That's what I am trying to do."

[protectingthelight]

"That's my intention," she says. Her gaze drops, not out of shame or embarrassment—humility, rather. "I spent my first two days here asking myself why. And then I realized that was the wrong question. You already know what the right question is—and the answer to it. You just said it."

[evasives]

He's not sure how he feels being so candid about death with her; she's a stranger. But she is also someone who lived and breathed resistance. It makes it a little easier.

Cassian huffs out a very dry laugh that's really more of a sigh. "I have been here a few months now. It was not an easy question for me to answer for myself either. You've got much more of a head start."

[protectingthelight]

"Lucky for me," she says, which is sort of a self-deprecating joke if you look at it the right way.

What a conversation to be having in line at a cafe. And now they're being looked at expectantly, that unmistakable are you going to order or stand there all day look, and she nods toward the counter.

"I hope I'm not keeping you too long."

[evasives]

"Lucky is not the word I would apply to it." He is all about that dry and self-deprecation method to dealing with death.

He offers a quick but genuine apology to the woman at the counter, but fortunately there doesn't seem to be anyone else waiting in line.

"You are not, but we should not hold up the whole store either. If you are in communal housing, I suppose I will see you around. You will forgive me, however, if I am not always in the mood to discuss the future."

[protectingthelight]

She smiles. "I'd be surprised if you were. But yes, I'm sure we'll meet again—and if there's anything I can do to help in my official capacity with the local government, don't hesitate to come find me."

[evasives]

He nods his thank you. "I am on the Perimeter Guard, should you ever have need of their services. I have a good number of food recommendations as well. It was good to meet you, Amilyn."

Ms. Holdo just doesn't feel right somehow, and she hadn't given whatever her rank may have been.