Oh yeah? What, do you want me to pat you on the back for watching the news?
[Clarissa takes a measured step back, shoulders still squared and her steely gaze levelled at Jyn like a sniper watching through a rifle's sights.
Somebody in this backward little corner of the galaxy was bound to recognise her eventually, but still: shit. What a god damned inconvenience if she loses her target because some good two-shoes passerby decided to stick their foot in things.]
If you know what I've done then you'll know...
[Know what I might do to you. A sharp crackle of blue-white light snaps between the spread fingers of the terrorist-turned-mercenary's open hand. It's a clear threat, but it's not the primary reason that Clarissa's drawing from her power. Mentally, she retraces her steps. There was a skylight maybe 20 metres back. The atmosphere quality of this planet isn't great but it's survivable. If she can get through the crowds then maybe that's her way out.]
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[Clarissa takes a measured step back, shoulders still squared and her steely gaze levelled at Jyn like a sniper watching through a rifle's sights.
Somebody in this backward little corner of the galaxy was bound to recognise her eventually, but still: shit. What a god damned inconvenience if she loses her target because some good two-shoes passerby decided to stick their foot in things.]
If you know what I've done then you'll know...
[Know what I might do to you. A sharp crackle of blue-white light snaps between the spread fingers of the terrorist-turned-mercenary's open hand. It's a clear threat, but it's not the primary reason that Clarissa's drawing from her power. Mentally, she retraces her steps. There was a skylight maybe 20 metres back. The atmosphere quality of this planet isn't great but it's survivable. If she can get through the crowds then maybe that's her way out.]