[ if they are he's sending her this look right now, totally typing without any hands at all because he has an ECHO eye and a palm display to do that for him. ]
Hey, if you want I could always give you some style tips. Freshen things up a bit for you?
[ She does clean up nice though, Rhys noticed that :> ]
Wait, we do? [ Is it sad that he thought maybe it would be just them, and they would maybe bro it up and there would be the usual co-habitation hijinks? ]
I don't know when but — [ She shrugs and looks away. How did she end up with people like Rhys around and more on the way? ] — they needed a place to stay. People are quarreling in their house. Royal in-fighting, I guess.
[ She doesn't really understand, but there was talk of kings and queens on the network. Maybe this will help your social-climbing dreams, Rhys. ]
[ she doesn't really understand, seeing as she has only ever seen one princess before, and they had both been small at the time. Jon sounded proper, Sansa called herself a lady, someone else said they were king, and another person said they were queen. A royal mess. ]
But the fighting seems bad, too.
[ Maybe royal fighting is always bad. Posh people can afford that sort of thing. ]
Huh. That's kind of cool--royalty, I mean. All of that stuff was finished years ago back home. [ Home again. Even if Rhys never really had one specific place he called home there, as a collective he's going to count it as one. ]
They're not staying over or anything, are they? We barely have enough room as it is.
[ She has the decency to look guilty. Saw's home had always been a revolving door for all types of people, and her tendency is the same, as much as pretends otherwise. ]
Maybe for a night, if they have to, but I'll give up my bed. [ and crash on the sofa or the floor or in Poe's spare room. She leans forward, suddenly earnest. ]
I'll get [ *steal ] something from the market to make it up to you. You like sweet things, yeah? We could go tomorrow.
[ Her readiness to actually make it up to him is surprising, not because it comes from Jyn in particular but rather the fact that no one back on Pandora would do something like that. Ironically...it was up on Helios that people would trade favours like that.
It reminds him of asking for Yvette's help with the Vault Key deal and promising her lunch in return.
[ Rhys is no stranger to accepting--or giving--bribes. He knows how this little song and dance goes and he is A-OK playing with with Jyn. It sounds a bit like a day on the town and he's really okay with that.
So at her lilt he winds up smirking, obviously into it, and makes a show of considering it. ]
I guess I could open up some time in my schedule for that. Always time for free food.
[ TOO LATE he already looks pleased and flattered, running a hand through his hair. ]
Oh, y-yeah, you like them? They weren't cheap or anything, I had them tailor-made back on Pandora. Most people don't usually notice that sort of thing unless they're trying to rob me.
[ Oh no, she doesn't have the heart to correct him, so she focuses on adjusting her scarf while he babbles. Sounds like an enormous effort on his part... ]
Huh.
[ She hums in thought, giving him a once-over like she's seeing him for the first time. Posh, she'd thought before, and he confirms that. Maybe she would rob him, if she didn't know him. Most people who remained well-off did so by serving the Empire. ]
You do stand out.
[ Another straightforward statement, not necessarily meant as a compliment. Call it an observation. The arm, the tattoos, the bright suits. Standing out has never been her goal. Quite the opposite, really, given that she hides her one valued possession beneath a weathered scarf. ]
[ Anytime it isn't something negative it's a compliment as far as Rhys's ego is concerned. So while Jyn rustles with her scarf Rhys just continues to look more pleased and flattered, smile widening. ]
Yeah? I mean--that's what the point of all this is. lot of cogs in the corporate wheel back home.
Or. There were.
[ That ended even before the Storm hit thanks to him. ]
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after they know they're housemates or w/e
should I trade you in for a nice, blind man?
[ TEASING... PROBABLY ]
*best buddies 4 lyfe i think u mean
Oh be honest. Trade? Me? You'd miss this handsome mug in no-time flat Jyn, admit it.
sighs deeply
I wouldn't miss how much time you spend staring at your mug in the bathroom
it's ok, he feels the connection too
What you think it's easy looking this good? A clean cut like this takes a lot of work.
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I hadn't noticed
[ that he looks good... at all...
says the gal who has styled her hair and worn a nicer outfit maybe one time. ever. and that was a for a job. ]
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Hey, if you want I could always give you some style tips. Freshen things up a bit for you?
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gonna chuck a pillow at him from her spot on the sofa. ]
Don't need to freshen up to do what I do.
[ what does she do... steal and punch things... ]
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Everyone needs to freshen up from time to time. Especially after the lst few days we've had.
Trust me.
[ He's experienced a lot of new smells over the last 24 hours, let me tell you. ]
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[ but anything else is excessive. ]
We have people joining us for a bit, by the way.
[ is that why she showered?? maybe. ]
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Wait, we do? [ Is it sad that he thought maybe it would be just them, and they would maybe bro it up and there would be the usual co-habitation hijinks? ]
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I don't know when but — [ She shrugs and looks away. How did she end up with people like Rhys around and more on the way? ] — they needed a place to stay. People are quarreling in their house. Royal in-fighting, I guess.
[ She doesn't really understand, but there was talk of kings and queens on the network. Maybe this will help your social-climbing dreams, Rhys. ]
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[ Because that sentence could be taken either way considering the current state of the multiverse. ]
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[ she doesn't really understand, seeing as she has only ever seen one princess before, and they had both been small at the time. Jon sounded proper, Sansa called herself a lady, someone else said they were king, and another person said they were queen. A royal mess. ]
But the fighting seems bad, too.
[ Maybe royal fighting is always bad. Posh people can afford that sort of thing. ]
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They're not staying over or anything, are they? We barely have enough room as it is.
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Maybe for a night, if they have to, but I'll give up my bed. [ and crash on the sofa or the floor or in Poe's spare room. She leans forward, suddenly earnest. ]
I'll get [ *steal ] something from the market to make it up to you. You like sweet things, yeah? We could go tomorrow.
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It reminds him of asking for Yvette's help with the Vault Key deal and promising her lunch in return.
Rhys smiles. ]
I'm listening.
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The corners of her mouth curve upward. She loosens up, undeniably pleased to have caught his interest. Got him. ]
Bit of exploring. Free food. [ with a sing-song lilt — ] You know you want to go with me.
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So at her lilt he winds up smirking, obviously into it, and makes a show of considering it. ]
I guess I could open up some time in my schedule for that. Always time for free food.
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Even if I don't freshen up?
[ She's definitely wearing the same outfit from prison, the sandscapes of Jedha, and crash-landing on this planet. No alternatives. ]
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Oh...you didn't have and spares from the crash? I'm not complaining or anything. Just as long as nothing gets, uh, fragrant?
[ He doesn't smell anything but the clothes might be hella stale. He can't tell from over here. ]
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I told you I know how to wash. [ huff huff ] Just don't expect anything nicer, like your things.
[ not that she really thinks of Rhys' suits as nice... but they're definitely in an upscale category. ]
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Oh, y-yeah, you like them? They weren't cheap or anything, I had them tailor-made back on Pandora. Most people don't usually notice that sort of thing unless they're trying to rob me.
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Huh.
[ She hums in thought, giving him a once-over like she's seeing him for the first time. Posh, she'd thought before, and he confirms that. Maybe she would rob him, if she didn't know him. Most people who remained well-off did so by serving the Empire. ]
You do stand out.
[ Another straightforward statement, not necessarily meant as a compliment. Call it an observation. The arm, the tattoos, the bright suits. Standing out has never been her goal. Quite the opposite, really, given that she hides her one valued possession beneath a weathered scarf. ]
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Yeah? I mean--that's what the point of all this is. lot of cogs in the corporate wheel back home.
Or. There were.
[ That ended even before the Storm hit thanks to him. ]
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She doesn't understand why it matters to stand out, but she allows him to have the moment. ]
What'd you do? [ she tips her head, suddenly curious. what sort of job does a person like Rhys have? ] Before the wheel stopped.
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tmw you offer someone a job and give them emotional whiplash
it's the thought that counts...