Convention III-Yamato's practice flights

[childofrebellion]

They're on the edge of the city after hauling the ship in transport behind them. Now they're at a little used landing pad which one of Cassian's other connections told him about.

He sets up some lights as its late afternoon but night will be coming soon. The weather's clear and the city is a rosy glow on the horizon.

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[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato's attempting to pretend he's not nervous.

Whether he's doing a good job of that depends on how well one knows him: He doesn't seem exactly nervous outwardly, but the moment they left and started hauling the ship, he became even more scowly and taciturn than usual, answering questions mostly by snapping or growling a few words at a time.

(It's his first real flight, after a decade of using sims, and that'd be nerve-wracking enough, but Yamato wasn't sure he'd ever get this far.)

As Cassian sets up the lights, he paces around the ship, checking it for any problems and not really finding any.