( OPEN & CLOSED ) Always thought I knew the song I just memorized the words.

[adjy]

» WHO? JYN ERSO & YOU
» WHEN? JULY 12 & onward
» WHERE? basically all over the station.
» WHAT? jyn harassing everyone like it's her JOB.
» WARNINGS? ^^ see above

» i was praying eagerly to sleep (CHAPEL)

[ jyn doesn't consider herself a religious person. but in retrospect, there was very little of her life that hadn't been accounted for. planned out carefully between her father and who she could only assume was a righteous god. or maybe that's really what they call the force, something beyond oneself that moves the board beneath her feet. she looks down at her given boots and frowns, tapping them together so the red gravity light engages. it isn't how she's used to traveling in space, but the inconsistency is almost comforting in a way. it's the way jyn's life has always gone: uprooted and taken on the next great adventure before she can wrap her head around it one way or another.

she reads the words in the wall, some she understands. some she doesn't. turning to the person nearest her, she waits until they look up from their prayers, her gaze desperate as it seeks theirs. ]

Do you believe in fate? [ it's urgent. she'll wait intently for a reply, wrists clasped between her knees as she pitches forward insistently. ]

» thinking about a garden i left (PLANTS)

[ it's inspiring, to see everyone working together after the garden's discovery. it reminds her of her parents' farm, of long peaceful days in the sun. jyn crouches by the bucket of intermingled herb seeds and smiles as she identifies each one by sight, separating them out so the scientists and experts can do their testing. it's a simple task, but one she clearly takes joy in, though some might find it tedious. ]

It's amazing how even all the way out here... away from everyone and everything we care about, human nature still prevails. Everyone here helps each other.

[ well she's sure not everyone, but there are a good number of people here. it's heartening to see. she was told the bridge was first, then the chapel, and now this place. none of them are much now, but she knows with human ingenuity they will flourish soon. she wants to be a part of seeing that through, addressing anyone who will listen: ]

So - what's next?

» it was a whole new world (BRIDGE)

[ it isn't like the bridge of any ship she's ever been on, truthfully, and jyn instantly knows she's out of her element. she feels like a little kid again, following her father to work. she squints up at the big screen, the commander everyone here calls "ghost" frozen into frame. jyn looks down at the uniform she's wearing, the same exact one donned by their mystery woman. it's hard not to feel a certain solidarity with her, or just to wonder what was going through her mind at this exact moment.

jyn un-pauses the video just as someone walks in, and she flips around to great them. ] Is she the woman we heard in the communicator? She tried to save the world? [ what does that even mean? ]

» truth grew through like a bramble weed (OBSV DECK)

[ jyn arrived shortly after the music stopped, but she'd heard about that from everyone she'd encountered over the past few days. to someone who didn't go through it, it's hard not to think of it as silly. she'd tried not to smile, but a few people had gotten cross with her. it's merely difficult for her to see this place as evil when she'd only seen the good so far. the light in other's hearts as they sacrificed for one another. it's what she and her father had fought for. she leans forward until her forehead presses against the glass, hands clasped behind her back as she stares at the planet below. is this the world ghost tried to save?

after a while she leans back onto her heels, accidentally engaging the mag-locks again. she'll get the hang of all this fancy space tech someday. for now, she pulls out her mother's necklace from where it had been concealed in her jumpsuit, always fastened up to the highest point. she touches the crystal with reverence, her eyelids growing heavy with memory. ]

Perhaps we've got it all wrong. What if these people were just like us, once? [ she's thinking aloud, not actually concerned if anyone is close enough to hear her. she's referring to the original crew of reverie terminal. ] Lost, scared, alone. They deserved rescue just as much as we do.

» there was nothing hiding you from me (BODHI)

[ it had been natural, to claim the room next to his. they were the only evidence of rogue one aboard, after all, and teammates had to stick together. jyn found herself craving his presence at all hours, needing a dose of the familiar at steady intervals. it's what has her wrapping on the wall between their rooms, face vulnerable and young when she asks: ] Bodhi, are you awake?

[ it isn't too late yet, but it's far past dinner and sundown. she knows how to get into his room, but maybe this is safer somehow. it gives her time and saves her face until she can school her expression into something slightly more neutral. she's supposed to be strong for him, a leader. someone he can count on for all things. she would sorely hate to let him down. ]

The discovery on Deck One has me thinking... Isn't there a locked door on this deck?

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chapel

[tumang]

[ It's almost by mistake, that Amos is here. It's not his usual haunt, a place where he feels more secure and safe than any other. No, that's usually his machine shop, engineering, anything close to a reactor that he can work with. Not a chapel. Not religion. Religion had never meant anything to him.

There's a girl here; better yet, a woman. One he hasn't seen before, but it feels like the crew of this station keeps on rolling, people coming and going, like it was back when they were on the Cant. People finishing their contracts, people starting new. Only there has been no choice here, yet.

She asks him about fate, and Amos steps closer, looking at the walls, painted with faithful words. ]

Fate means that we have no free will, doesn't it?

[adjy]

[ she watches his back as he looks at the walls. that's all she did the first few times she'd come here was read them. wonder what they meant to the people who'd painted them. she hums thoughtfully, leaning forward onto her knees as he addresses her in return. ]

It certainly does restrict it, at a minimum. Then again, none of us chose to be here. [ that they know of. ]

[tumang]

True.

[ She makes a good point. ]

Doesn't mean it's fate that brought us here.

[ He doesn't want it to be. He wants it to be some kind of cold, hard facts. Science. Something he can understand, rather than have to just deal with. ]

I guess I don't believe in it. Do you?

[adjy]

[ she nods, understanding that perspective. mostly because it isn't so different from her own. ]

Where I come from, there is a force that connects the universe. It can't be seen, but it can be felt by those who are sensitive to its pull. I've been informed since coming here that not every world operates that way. I'm afraid I don't have a more direct answer for you than that, only that it's why I'm here today.

I do believe in free will, some would say the two can't coexist.

[tumang]

And everybody believes in it, this force thing? Because where I come from, we have religion, too, where people believe in these higher forces and higher beings connecting us, guiding us, and sometimes making the choices for us. But not everyone believes in it, it's not something universal. Probably because there's never been any proof for it.

[ Amos is a skeptic - with the life he's led, he prefers not believing that he's not in control. ]

Has this force thing been... good to you?

[adjy]

It's not really a religion.

[ a gentle correction, but no matter. ]

The Force is just energy, it isn't good or bad. The people who wield it must be of pure heart and mind to do good with it, however. There are those on the Dark Side who use it for more nefarious purposes.

[tumang]

But how do you know it's real?

[ It's not a judging question; it's simply curious. If it's intangible, invisible, how can one be so certain it is truly there? ]

I don't think I'd be able to wield it, then.

[adjy]

I've seen it in action.

[ though amos seems very much like her that way. if he hasn't seen it with his own eyes, perhaps he won't believe her at all. ]

A blind man, Chirrut. He singlehandedly defeated a whole troop of Imperials. I don't believe there's any other possible way for him to do that, at least not that's known.

[ a beat as she realizes what he's implying with the rest. ]

Only someone bestowed with that gift can wield the Force anyway. I'm not sure I'd trust myself to do it either, if I could.