They all did the best they could for her, her parents, she just wishes... they had told her what they were doing. It wouldn't have changed anything, she doesn't think, but at least she would have had some salve to the abandonment. Or would it have stung just as much because she was such a little girl?
She jerk under his grip, eyes flickering up. "Krennic. Orson Krennic. Tell me he's dead." Please let him have died down there, cut down with the machine he'd forced her father to build. Jyn doesn't think she could bear it if she somehow survived, the injustice would be too much for her.
The sigh the comes out of her is somehow both defeated and relieved. She died, she's dead, but at least Krennic went down with her. Cassian had told her that her father would be proud of her, but now she thinks her mother and Saw might be proud of her, too.
What else is there to know? She doesn't have anyone else to ask about because they're all dead. Everyone that she had ever loved or even cared about even a little is dead.
She swallows, trying to keep her chest from aching. "I have to go."
The chair almost tips over she stands up so fast, but it hits the wall with a thud. She doesn't flinch, only repeats herself. "I have to go." Without another word, she sprints out the door. Three guesses where she is going in the middle of the night, barefoot and in her pajamas.
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Date: 2017-05-20 12:09 am (UTC)She jerk under his grip, eyes flickering up. "Krennic. Orson Krennic. Tell me he's dead." Please let him have died down there, cut down with the machine he'd forced her father to build. Jyn doesn't think she could bear it if she somehow survived, the injustice would be too much for her.
He has to be dead.
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Date: 2017-05-21 03:07 am (UTC)Poe listens for a moment, a tiny smile-- a very unfriendly smile-- quirking the corners of his lips. "Determined killed at Scarif, 0 BBY."
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Date: 2017-05-21 04:04 am (UTC)"Good." That's all, no other comment. Good.
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Date: 2017-05-21 04:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-05-21 04:48 am (UTC)She swallows, trying to keep her chest from aching. "I have to go."
The chair almost tips over she stands up so fast, but it hits the wall with a thud. She doesn't flinch, only repeats herself. "I have to go." Without another word, she sprints out the door. Three guesses where she is going in the middle of the night, barefoot and in her pajamas.