Sleep report with Matt

[childofrebellion]

In the morning after sleeping with Matt's spell under his pillow, Cassian wakes up with a start and realizes that he feels rested.

His dreams were full but not nightmares, he can't recall many times when that's happened. After stepping into the 'fresher, checking his wound that's healing cleanly and rebandaging it, he starts typing a report for Matt. He debates how deeply to describe the difference between the nightmares he usually has, so many of them are full of times he's had to kill for the Rebellion or missions that went wrong.

In the end, he keeps it simple and knows that Matt can ask for details, many of his reports to Draven are that way in case anything is intercepted and because Draven chooses to pick and choose what intel he shares. Its not ideal and he knows some missions have gone wrong because of missing pieces, ones he hadn't found and didn't know or someone didn't know, but lives have been saved too. No one can break and tell something they don't know. When he reaches the counter, he orders a caf and looks around for Matt and asks for the latest news on his pad.

Comments

[semicharmed]

Amused, "Well, I'm flattered you wasted your training on me. Piecemeal intel's the only kind I know."

[childofrebellion]

"Then you need to be firmer with who you make your spells for. And its not wasted, I had a good night's sleep."

[semicharmed]

He scrubs a hand through his hair, expression still amused but a little softer now.

"Which was the point of the exercise, it's true. I'm glad it worked."

[childofrebellion]

"It did. Thank you. Do you often make spells for strangers you meet here?"

He can understand getting better at something with practice but that spell was powerful and Matt only met him last night. Its rare that an informant or new connection would be so generous with him. He would have to gain their trust and figure out what they wanted.

[semicharmed]

"Whenever I can," he admits with a crooked smile. "I started off doing them for friends, and it kind of went from there."

[childofrebellion]

Cassian smiles as that gives him hope, those times when he can help instead of hurt are the best moments of his job. Over the years, they've become harder to find as he's needed for other types of assignments,

"I can understand that."

[semicharmed]

"And no lie, you're benefiting from them being my first test subjects," he adds, grinning. "My early attempts at amulet-making were kinda lumpy, ugly disasters."

[childofrebellion]

"How long have you been making amulets?"

[semicharmed]

"Ummm."

His fingers drum the countertop.

"Well I did try a few for myself in college, but I didn't really get into it until my early 20s? So, couple years now."

[childofrebellion]

"So its only one part of your magic?"

He doesn't know anything about magic but but he knows it takes time to learn and refine.

[semicharmed]

"Yeah. The underlying thread, I guess, to everything I do is that I conceive of my body as a channel for power, or energy, and then it's just about how to direct it."

[childofrebellion]

"That sounds like stories of the Jedi. Did it take a lot of training?"

It would seem like it would, anything that's about changing yourself does. Cassian had to learn how to be able to do his job.

[semicharmed]

"I think it varies?" He shrugs. "I didn't really have any formal training myself."

Little does he know that that's how you become Darth Vader.

"But I read a lot, and I practiced a lot--messed up a lot, too."

[childofrebellion]

"I didn't either, someone taught me but you learn from your mistakes," And hope the cost of them isn't too high.

[semicharmed]

"Taught you, like--how to be a spy?"

If Matt sounds bemused, it's only because he's aware he would be the worst intelligence officer in the multiverse.

[childofrebellion]

"Yes, General Draven trained me how to use my other skills and shift them to be better at gathering intelligence,"

None of those lessons have come easily, he sometimes wonders what would have happened if another member of the Rebellion had taken him on. Its not worth thinking too much on now, he's one of the best intelligence officers and that's what the Alliance needs him to be.

[semicharmed]

"I've never been clear on exactly what constitutes intelligence," Matt considers. (He's pretty sure James Bond isn't a representative sample. Mostly because Q told him so, repeatedly, with increasing levels of exasperation.)

His fingertips drum the counter. "I mean, I'm sure it's dependent on the situation, but--what do you look for?"

[childofrebellion]

"Weaknesses in the Empire, sometimes that's people with information to share or ones thinking about defecting and putting together the pieces of what I find to understand what the Empire's planning. Other times its an opening for sabotage or doing some good. I find the ways in for the rest of the Rebellion,"

If he does his job well, no one can trace what he's done.

[semicharmed]

"How do you figure out when someone's thinking about defecting?"

[childofrebellion]

"It depends on the person but most people who want to help the Rebellion try to find us and ask for what they want. A lot of what I do is be the face of the Rebellion for them, someone they trust and understanding what they need and what we might get in terms of information."

[semicharmed]

"That sounds a little like revolutionary PR."

[childofrebellion]

"No, that's not my job. I'm not a face that should be remembered."

[semicharmed]

... Matt has at least three replies to that.

Manfully, he doesn't say any of them out loud.



"So people have to trust you ... but without really knowing you."

[childofrebellion]

"Some do get to know me, there are informants who rely on me. But the way Draven taught me is be a friend don't become a friend,"

He takes a drink of his caf as he doesn't say that aloud ever, those in Intelligence know it and those not in Intelligence wouldn't understand.

Starfighter pilots and other cells, they have their people, he has Kay while being a sort of friend to his connections.

[semicharmed]

Though not something he cultivates intentionally, the sentiment makes a certain sense to Matt. His version might be something more like be a lover but no one's love, or fall in love but don't be a lover--something about how he falls so easily. Like a satellite that keeps gravitating to new orbits.

"Let me know if I'm being too nosy," he says, apologetic.