[video] un: k2so
[A video! Of a DROID. A dark faced droid with white photoreceptors looking at his video feed. If droids could have facial expressions, his would be confused, or annoyed, or a bit of both really.]
Handy man. I was assigned to be a handy man at a place called Nuts and Bolts. What an absurd name for a business. If they understood my capabilities they would understand they are well above “Handy Man”. I am not some simple labor droid.
[He pauses his rant, head lifting and looking back and forth, before continuing to speak again.]
This situation is abnormal. The odds that they are lying however appear to be low. The situation I recorded last was ... not good, so this could be considered a vast improvement. I am, however, unfamiliar with some of the technology here. They could have at least equipped me with some upgrades instead of this communication device.
[What a string of complaints! Oh right, this device. He looked down to it again, stared, then lifted his other hand near it.]
I am K-2SO. I am looking for those who may understand the call sign of “Rogue One” ... which is also an absurd name.
That is all. [and he would cut the feed unless someone replies to this. The odds of someone replying are high. The odds of it being someone he actually knows are about middle ground. That, to him, is being optimistic and hopeful]
Handy man. I was assigned to be a handy man at a place called Nuts and Bolts. What an absurd name for a business. If they understood my capabilities they would understand they are well above “Handy Man”. I am not some simple labor droid.
[He pauses his rant, head lifting and looking back and forth, before continuing to speak again.]
This situation is abnormal. The odds that they are lying however appear to be low. The situation I recorded last was ... not good, so this could be considered a vast improvement. I am, however, unfamiliar with some of the technology here. They could have at least equipped me with some upgrades instead of this communication device.
[What a string of complaints! Oh right, this device. He looked down to it again, stared, then lifted his other hand near it.]
I am K-2SO. I am looking for those who may understand the call sign of “Rogue One” ... which is also an absurd name.
That is all. [and he would cut the feed unless someone replies to this. The odds of someone replying are high. The odds of it being someone he actually knows are about middle ground. That, to him, is being optimistic and hopeful]

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Just because you're tall, doesn't mean you're qualified to be a model, Kay.
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Just because you are scrawny, doesn't mean you are anymore qualified to be a model, Jyn.
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That's not what Cassian said. [KAY! He never said she was scra--oh. Well. He's not LYING. As, you know, Cassian never said it.]
[What, what a dick.]
You said the ship is here? Is that where you are currently located?
[Way to brush it off, Kay.]
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I'm on Rogue One, it's here, too. In the hangar bay.
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You mean the U-Wing Fighter as well as the SW-0608 are here? Interesting. I suppose fair warning is needed, as I am now headed that way.
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surprising him is the same as telling. ]
Door's open.
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See you soon.
[he wont mind seeing Jyn either, actually.]
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she's actually inside the open shuttle, draped across three center seats with her legs dangling off the end like she's debating taking a nap while she waits. one arm dangles toward the floor, communicator caught between her fingers because she doesn't like wearing it properly. it's all about as exciting as kay's walk. ]
[action] --->
[None the less, he was pleased to see the cargo ship in the hanger bay when he got there. Technology he should be able to talk to no less. Good.]
[The door was open, she said, and it was fact. He came up it slowly, almost looking around as if he hoped everyone was really there. Instead he found Jyn dangled over several seats as if she were about to nap.]
I've kept you waiting. Oh my. [Flat. No sincere tone at all about it.]
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And if I'd been waiting with bated breath you'd think I was ill.
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[A bit of a lie, really.] You are right however. I would have thought something was wrong.
Jyn Erso. My photoreceptors do not deceive me. [He might actually sound relieved to actually see her.]
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she is still shorter than him, but now she won't break her neck looking at him. ]
You missed me. You like me. [ and no one is here to witness it. naturally. ]
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[But her comment of him missing her. LIKING her. He makes a scoffing sound, head drawing up and glancing back the way he came, almost as if making sure no one was there.] Hardly.
[It's a lie. Well, some what of a lie.] You haven't been gone long enough to miss. [He looked back at her, head leveling again and voice ... softening a bit. His words spoken carefully, as if it explains that yes, he likes her.] You... gave me a blaster.
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[ it wasn't out of the kindness and goodness she doesn't think she has in her heart that she gave it to him, it was instinct more than reason, but that was the simple truth of the matter. he wanted one, she had one. maybe it was preemptive guilt, she doesn't know. present guilt makes her squirm a little, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. ]
You have to say that you like me.
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[At her 'demand' his head lifted again, and if he were one to cross his arms, they would be crossed right now.]
I do not have to say that I like you. It should be implied, seeing as I am still talking to you.
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Besides he's busy walking and trying to figure out how to write the private script he gave Yuuri so that it will self-replicate throughout their communication systems, which explains why he hasn't seen the network to realize that Kay is here in the first place. ]
Sorry, [ he says first because he knows he got distracted and probably should've gotten here a little faster, ] I think I'm almost finished I just...
[ And then he spots Kay.
And yells because ( !!!! ) ]
What? When?!
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Surprise.
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[He hears Cassian however and shuffles, turning a bit more to see him there. The droids head lifts, and if he could smile there would be a smile there.]
Cassian...
[This is all he wanted, in the end. To find the other one alive and well. Organa had said, while he walked here, that the Mission was Completed. And here Cassian was. No other explanations were needed.]
A few hours ago. I just left orientation. Jyn was attracted to my brand of complaining over the network and I found the ship. You haven't missed much.
[HELLO CAPTAIN!]
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Case in point: ]
This is amazing! [ Looking at Jyn. This is amazing, isn't it? Amazing and real? Cassian isn't even sure he understands how this is possible, considering.
He does stride over and beam up at Kay. ]
You're here! I'll get a grip in a moment. [ His brain is now going 500 klicks a parsec. ] I swear, I just.
You're here. And intact, yes?
[ He turns towards Jyn, grinning. ]
This is amazing.
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Yeah, it's amazing. Make him admit he likes me.
[ IT'S IMPORTANT OK ]
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[His programming might not be able to take all this. He watches Cassian looking up at him, right in front of him, full and whole and alive and happy to see him. He glances to Jyn as Cassian ask's if it's amazing or not, and as she says it's amazing.]
[He looks to the Captain again and raises a metal hand carefully, reaching up to pat his head, oh so very softly. Barely touching, as he doesn't want to hurt him. There there.]
Of course I am amazing. Take your time to digest it. And, so we are clear through your excitement, I will not admit to anything she demands.
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I may never have enough time to digest it my friend.
[ But then there's something about admitting he likes Jyn and Cassian frowns in confusion, looking from one to the other. ] Didn't you just say you liked her? When I came in?
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her arms cross over her chest, hip jutting out petulantly. ] I'm not an implied friend.
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[And to Jyn, he glanced, head lifting again. He already said it, see? Cassian heard it. Implied... is basically saying as much!]
It is very heavily implied? That tends to be enough for Cassian.
[WELL. Now it's a GAME. How long can they go without him SAYING that he LIKES her? Who knows.]
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