002, closed; smoke and mirrors

[directordisaster]

WHO: Orson Krennic and Cassian Andor
WHERE: Near NeoJedha, Mauritia Falls
WHEN: Early Mid-November-ish?
WHAT: First encounters, a MEET CUTE!
WARNINGS: Possible violence, talks about deaths, etc etc

[ Krennic has first heard about NeoJedha from the chatter of the children--and the parents--whom he were, well, used to, direct back in De Chima's theatre troupe, before he quitted the job out of sheer spite and apathy at both the job and the children involved. Then he heard the name mentioned again by the blind Jedi on the network, and he decided he had to check it out for himself. Of course, he's not fully alright. Not after the droid--serial K2SO, apparently a reprogrammed Imperial droid--has told him everything: the second test weapons test, their deaths, the Rebels, and his-- well, his own death. Krennic was still trying to recuperate with it, trying to cope, while at the same time dealing with an unpleasant living situation, since everyone in the house--not including Justine, who doesn't care, and the other guy, that he doesn't really know--sided with Vanto ever since the small scuffle, and it truly makes his life in De Chima #008 something of a bore, if not continually rising his ire.

So, with this in mind, he makes his way in Mauritia Falls, careful not to get too close--in civilian clothing, of course--observing the place from a safe distance, thinking, once more, about everything that the droid has told him. You died, he said. No. Krennic felt his own hand curled into a fist thinking about it, thinking about how everything--how his life's work--eventually goes to waste. And, stars, Tarkin. Kriffing Tarkin. If he hated him before, Krennic positively loathed that man now. He planned to get absolutely wasted after this. He did heard that this Porter city was famous for its nightlife. He could probably find a nice club, get wasted, maybe even find somebody. That should take his mind off things. But for now...he was looking at NeoJedha. New Jedha. The name could almost make him laugh.

Almost. ]

Comments

[candor1]

[From Neojedha, a class must just have ended. A stream of children pour through the door—some but far from all met by a family member. Inside, the instructor switches to tidying up. At the last, the lights are switched off, and the instructor comes out, locks the door, and punches some buttons on the small outside console—a security pad or a comm. Before he turns and starts on the route that leads to the Porter, stretching his neck as he walked.]

i'm so sorry i'm sloooow

[directordisaster]

[ Oh-- that wasn't completely unexpected. Krennic hasn't seen the man, but he believed that he had talked to him over the network, and he knows his name. At least, he assumed that he matched the face and the name correctly. He observed for a little while longer, looking at the stream of children chattering and talking among themselves without a care in the world, just another passersby, before he decided to follow the other man at a safe distance.

He's armed inside his pocket, just in case. But as it stands, he probably just wants to talk. Probably. Or follow him for a little before Krennic makes his own way into the nearest bar and get some drink. That's probably for the best. ]

LMK if godmoddy and will change?!?!!!

[candor1]

[After a turn down a sidestreet, Cassian suddenly isn't there anymore.

Until his voice comes from behind Krennic.]

Why are you following me?