#galen erso
Celebration
With Galen and Krennic
Inspired by:
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STRONG MEDICINES AGAINST STUPID PRIDE, 15, 26/30
Samuel Gerrera, Northern Perimeter Reconnaissance Unit, sees the world beyond the Wall - for better and for worse.
“And this isn’t public knowledge because?” Filris enquired, catching both of them in a very pointed stare. “Galen told the Voice of the Nine Day Watch that this was a matter of preserving the integrity of the southern border by cooperating with Ancelstierre.”
Samuel snorted involuntarily. Raddus had a point about Galen being very good at proffering acceptable lies to officers.
“The risk to all three of us,” Lyra said. “Several people have tried to kill Galen and Jyn, I’ve been followed, there have been a few possible attempts - and the Wall isn’t exactly safe.”
Filris’ eyes moved to Samuel.
“I’d be lined up against a wall and shot as a spy,” Samuel said baldly. Lyra flinched, and he reached for her hand; she took his and squeezed it very tightly. “Look, ma’am, the army can’t find out I’m married. And I wouldn’t mind the Kingdom knowing, but I can’t bring carnage down on my men just because someone wants to get at Galen through me. I’d come home, but I swore oaths. There are men counting on me.”
“Hmm,” Filris said, and stared through the pair of them for a while. Then she smiled very slightly, and said: “Very well. I will treat this as privileged information. And I won’t contradict Galen’s outrageous fibs.”
scotzirish-deactivated20200813:
“I will always protect you…Stardust”
Rogue One : A Star Wars Story (2016)
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STRONG MEDICINES AGAINST STUPID PRIDE, 15, 30/30
Samuel Gerrera, Northern Perimeter Reconnaissance Unit, sees the world beyond the Wall - for better and for worse.
Instead of immediately taking Jyn behind the wire, he led her to a nearby bench and sat her down. She followed where he led and did what she was told, without any darting off to investigate something interesting, or dawdling because she wanted to see something, and that in itself was alarming.
“Can you tell me what happened, Jyn?” he said, brushing her Charter mark with a thumb so that it glowed with life. “Why are you south of the Wall?”
“Papa says I have to go to school,” Jyn said dully. “To learn things.”
Samuel bit back a bunch of questions and swearwords. “In Ancelstierre?”
“He says it’s safe,” Jyn said. She was tangling the snotty handkerchief with her fingers, twisting and pulling it. “After what happened to Mama.”
“What happened to Lyra?” Samuel said, as gently as he could, and Jyn made a noise like shush. “What?”
She lifted her eyes to his; darker than the grey-green they had been, he thought, and suppressed a spike of panic. It was just the light, he hoped, the pallor of her skin just her grief, but if Galen had taken Jyn to walk in Death at her age, Samuel would kill him. Whatever colour they were, Jyn’s eyes were red-rimmed, and heavy with tears. He pulled her onto his lap, and she curled her hands tightly into the material of his jacket.
“Hish,” she mumbled into his shoulder. “They’re called Hish. I heard Papa telling Mogget. They came and - and hunted us - and Mama told me to hide - and - and wait for the dawn - and - and - and -”
Whilst looking at the plans for the Death Star, Vader probably saw the exposed exhaust port and just didn’t bother to tell anyone…
Also,Vader Anakin would’ve probably had some begrudging respect for Galen Erso — not that he would ever admit it.