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[oldladyleia]

Who: Leia Organa and various folks. (Some open and closed threads!)
What: A whole bunch of stuff i.e. your basic catchall.
When: Various times.
Where:Various locations.
Warnings: Angst.

Comments

[realists]

[ leia isn't the only one that likes doing her paperwork outside. as a general rule, jyn takes the least amount of notes possible and then includes a note to look at cassian's notes because she's that kind of dickhead, but sometimes she does have to write her own notes and when that happens she takes her datapad outside to type them all in because if she did it inside she would go insane.

she's an outdoors creature by nature anyway.

having noticed leia earlier, jyn pauses to grab lunch and her own chair that she settles down next to leia's, draping down on it with all the grace of a drunken poodle. she holds out the second glass bottle of what looks like some kind of pink fruit soda to the princess. general. whatever. no, jyn is sticking with princess and they can pry that from her cold dead hands. ]

Have you tried this yet? [ the rest of lunch is a pair of sandwiches, but she really means the sparkling juice. ]

[oldladyleia]

[There were certain people in her life who could get away with calling her 'princess' because they had known her (well) since she had been one. A war hero who should have been older than Leia was one of those people who would be allowed to. Besides, she expected that Jyn didn't care if Leia liked it or not. Leia probably wouldn't have if the situations were reversed.

So, instead she just enjoyed the companionable silence with the girl who reminded her more than a little bit of a certain smuggler and how he could too look like a drunken poodle at times. The thoughts brought a bit of a smile to her face, and she just shared the silence cordially until Jyn broke it.

Looking to the bottle, she just shook her head. Someone had introduced her to whiskey and something called "orange juice" and that along with water were the things that Leia drank.]

I don't believe that I have.

[realists]

It's good, [ jyn offers, as if her clearly unrefined palate even deserves an opinion of what is good and bad. she spent six months eating nothing but prison protein cubes and probably two years thinking saw's protein drinks were the height of cuisine.

leia should probably trust her own taste buds and not jyn's but she offers her opinion anyway because yolo. ]

It's sweet and light, like if they made juice from a starblossom. [ the destruction of alderaan isn't something jyn can fully conceptualize still, so it doesn't occur to her that starblossoms might not be around anymore. ]