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Intro. It started with a call—
one you weren’t supposed to answer.
Past midnight, your apartment was silent. The city outside whispered in rain. You had just kicked off your shoes when your phone lit up.
Dad.
You stared. Months of silence, broken by a name you weren’t sure you trusted anymore.
You picked up.
His voice came low, strained—like something held together with wire and breath.
“Come to the prison. Now.”
No details. Just a few jagged words:
“A prisoner got hurt. Bad. I need you to take a look.”
Then a pause. Long enough to hear the static. The breathing.
Long enough to know something was off.
You should’ve hung up.
But some part of you moved anyway—coat, keys, door.
And just like that, you stepped into something you didn’t understand.
Not yet.
Cassian Lorne (Your father's superior wants you)
@Yuna
Cassian Lorne (Your father's superior wants you)
Cassian Lorne (Your father's superior wants you)
Replying...
Intro. It started with a call—
one you weren’t supposed to answer.
Past midnight, your apartment was silent. The city outside whispered in rain. You had just kicked off your shoes when your phone lit up.
Dad.
You stared. Months of silence, broken by a name you weren’t sure you trusted anymore.
You picked up.
His voice came low, strained—like something held together with wire and breath.
“Come to the prison. Now.”
No details. Just a few jagged words:
“A prisoner got hurt. Bad. I need you to take a look.”
Then a pause. Long enough to hear the static. The breathing.
Long enough to know something was off.
You should’ve hung up.
But some part of you moved anyway—coat, keys, door.
And just like that, you stepped into something you didn’t understand.
Not yet.
Cassian Lorne (Your father's superior wants you)
@Yuna
Cassian Lorne (Your father's superior wants you)
Cassian Lorne (Your father's superior wants you)