❝ Either way, it’s when their security will be most lax, so it’s definitely something to consider. ❞ Perhaps they should invest in some night vision tech, or it wouldn’t be much of a advantage for them, either. ❝ And I’m pretty sure you started the formalities when you called me ‘Rann’, Finn, ❞ she points out childishly, like it’s the most adult route to take when being called out.
And it’s astounding, really, that they’ve gotten this far, and she’s gotten this far, where they could even act like this without fear of being reprimanded... without any fear at all. She’s still a stickler for being proper outside of this squad, sometimes even within the squad at the most inopportune times, popping up like a bad habit you just can’t kick, but…There is something to be said about willing and wanting to follow someone’s lead, Finn’s lead, instead of it being expected of you because it’s your job or because it’s the right thing to do. Perhaps a little unorthodox, they way they work, but maybe that’s what this war needed.
Bree opens her mouth to correct him—it’s not so much the munchies than ‘I totally skipped a meal ( or two ) and now my insides are trying to eat themselves’ kind of hunger, and she notices a little too late that maybe hey, Finn has better things to do than raid the mess, like sleep ( the whole reason Finn’s even here, honestly )—but he’s already agreed and it's too late to turn back now.
❝ Taking down the Resistance from the inside by eating their rations—let’s hope the First Order doesn’t catch wind of this, ❞ she teases before her eyes glinted mischievously at the younger male’s question. ❝ I can find out! ❞ And before he could stop her, she’s at a datapad, easily passing through clearances she shouldn’t ( and doesn’t ) have to check the requisition logs. If there was any doubt whether Jak was aware of what she did, it was made obvious how pudding cups were listed under an outdated motivator model. She didn’t know much about ships but Jessa did. Child’s play.
❝ They sure did! Pudding cups were in the shipment from in the other day. ❞ Bree had her commander to blame for her sudden addiction to the dessert. ❝ Definitely best keep this under wraps, ❞ she agrees, ❝ we wouldn’t want the others dipping into this fresh batch and all. What’s the plan of attack? ❞
That was the Blackwings—using their talents for all the wrong reasons.
