Or Jyn could rip out her throat. Also an option. One she thinks about daily.
They won't let her have an ax anymore, as if she's meant to put down her District's entire livelihood now that has has risen above them on the backs of 23 children's corpses. She still chops wood, of course, piles and piles of wood that she drops off at homes around her District, but they wouldn't let her bring it with her on tour and she can't help but think it maybe has something to do with her mode of victory and her personal bone to pick with the Capital.
She can't tune out the dramatic wails of despair when the woman -- Jyn knows her name is Hadriana, she simply refuses to humanize the gold creature -- sees Jyn's hair is no longer pulled back and shrieks for Albina to come correct this horrid oversight! Jyn looks at Cassian with raised eyebrows.
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They won't let her have an ax anymore, as if she's meant to put down her District's entire livelihood now that has has risen above them on the backs of 23 children's corpses. She still chops wood, of course, piles and piles of wood that she drops off at homes around her District, but they wouldn't let her bring it with her on tour and she can't help but think it maybe has something to do with her mode of victory and her personal bone to pick with the Capital.
She can't tune out the dramatic wails of despair when the woman -- Jyn knows her name is Hadriana, she simply refuses to humanize the gold creature -- sees Jyn's hair is no longer pulled back and shrieks for Albina to come correct this horrid oversight! Jyn looks at Cassian with raised eyebrows.
Has he learned to tune that out?