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Cassian Andor ([personal profile] candor1) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs 2017-06-23 06:59 am (UTC)

3. The bridge (closed to Jyn Erso)

Cassian had talked to Jyn about a habitable back room with hopes of later expansion, for a second, into the vacant space next door. Less than a week after opening, the landlord of the block surprised Cassian with a grant to some of that footage. The siblings who owned the shop on the other side had been spreading the word and the whole community were so happy to have the dojo reopen—the neighborhood had changed so much without it—they'd collected the money as an opening gift. So between finishing the place for opening and then launching into the next phase of the work, mostly singlehanded (unless/except when Kay or Jyn or any other volunteer swung by), Cassian hadn't been returning to De Chima almost at all.

He had no intent of moving out of 003, nor of suggesting Kay or Jyn do so. He liked their house, he liked Veronica, he liked the woods.

But it was already very useful, having one finished living quarters—a workstation, also a small basic 'fresher, food appliances, and a bed—for him to use during the conversion; and for any of them to use once the place was up and running, not to have to Port to another state to take a shower or a rest between classes, or overnight. The idea that he, Jyn, and Kay could all stay there at once if they wanted, in their own separate spaces, was reassuring.

And it made the most sense for them to have separate spaces, for their own wellbeing and possible protection, and so the dojo apartments could be turned into a shelter for anyone else as needed. If one of their students or any of their friends or family ever needed somewhere safe to hide, find their feet, or catch their breath.

…There wasn't a specific deadline to finish that back room. It wouldn't interfere with the rest of the facility. It was mainly that Cassian needed something to throw himself into, beyond the operational hours of the dojo itself, to get his head back on.

He hadn't kept a secret, from Jyn or Kay, what had happened to him and Han. They may not have needed him to find a way to articulate, beyond the level at which he'd been able, why it had shaken him worse than far more serious fights had done in the past. They probably understood it at least as well as he did, and better because they were less likely to muddy the issue with the kind of self-recrimination Cassian excelled at.

The fact remained that it had been a month and he was still having trouble meeting eyes or being touched. …Even by Jyn. Except when she held him when he broke into tremors in the night and tried to help him get back to sleep.

He hadn't been avoiding her by staying in Maurtia Falls.

…Though the dojo had been up and running for two weeks, now, going extremely well. And he was still spending more nights there than in De Chima. —And not actually sleeping. (If he was sleeping, he'd definitely be doing so with Jyn.) Just still, trying to sublimate, working on that other room.

He doesn't seem to be around, though, when Jyn comes into the finished quarters—theirs… with the once-joked though still hovering possible nickname of the Rookery, just as the exercise and combat equipped area was by Malbus and the meditation area was Îm Way.

(Though when he'd told her he'd soundproofed it all—rationale: Haven—he may not have specified that included the wall between the sleeping area of the apartment and the fresher. So she wouldn't hear if the shower was on.)

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