[ it is nearly an hour later, but true to her word, jyn shows up. she pokes her head in first cautiously, unsurprised to see a light crowd with the liquor supply dwindling. but sat in a booth is the man she'd come to meet. he's a curious sort, someone she can't quite pin down. it's what makes him so infuriatingly fascinating, she supposes.
jyn slides into the bench across from him and drops her elbows to the table, bright eyes boring into his, insistently demanding his attention as ever. ]
Did you wager for or against me? [ what? sometimes she intuits these things. ]
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jyn slides into the bench across from him and drops her elbows to the table, bright eyes boring into his, insistently demanding his attention as ever. ]
Did you wager for or against me? [ what? sometimes she intuits these things. ]