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The Cause, will be our Priority? Always?

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‘Leaving is easy, but, staying might just be harder. And then again, settling… is the worst! Perhaps…’


The commuter had almost reached its destination.

And soon enough, Vel would be on the transport. On her way out and away off of the planet. And away from Cinta. The only reason, perhaps, for Vel even being a part of this, budding rebellion. Maybe. Most likely the important one at least. Cinta.

Deciding to leave, had not been an easy choice and Vel was starting to regret it already.

Vel was staring at the changing scenery as the commuter kept on going. Not that it was that much different or even changing, nor that Vel was looking at it. No, her mind was on Cinta and the fact that she would remain here, on this hostile planet. All alone. Without any support, any backup.

But Cinta had ordered Vel to leave in none so many words. Well, a few clear ones.

Alas, the message had been quite clear. Even to Vel. That the mission, the cause, always came first. No matter what. And if it benefitted the cause in any way, Cinta was remaining behind. Making her inquiries, taking in her observations of what was going on. And if possible, catch up with Andor.

And then? Well, as the order was, to kill him.

After all, leaving lose ends, no matter how small, where never good for any cause.

And so, making sure, that Cassian Andor, as they now knew him as, would never blab about them or the rebellion if or when getting caught by the Empire. Because he most likely would be, caught. It was a distinct possibility for them all.

That was also the reason for sharing information amongst themselves only on a need to know basis. And right now, Andor certainly knew too much. He knew all of their faces, those whom were left from the heist and Luthen’s of course.

But still, the whole killing part? 

Well, that had never stuck well with Vel. Having seen the others, Cinta even, do their fair share of it. And yet Vel had never had the fortune or misfortune, to kill anyone. Not yet. But, knowing she too would have to make her choice soon enough, if she was to remain with the cause.

And Vel knew if it came to Cinta’s wellbeing, her life, Vel would. Take another person’s life.

A horrible thought then emerged from the deepest darkest corners of Vel’s mind.

The very fact, that Cinta might just be killed on this mission. The irony being, she was there to end another life. And nobody would be the wiser as to what had happened to her. At least, not for a while as the communications to the planet were now cut off as ordered by Luthen.

It was then, when Vel’s decision was made. The one Cinta and the rest of them would not like.

The commuter came to a halt at the end of its journey. The transport vessel waiting for the arrivals, the travellers to leave this dreary planet behind.

As it took off, it was one passenger short.

Vel stood on the platform, watching the vessel ascend to the skies. 

She then slowly turned and walked back to the platform to wait for the commuter to arrive, which would take her back. Back to the one she had left behind. Back to the one who held her heart. The one Vel could not easily leave behind. Cinta.