J.C. An unlikely love story (Thrawnxf!reader)

The Trial : The way is ahead

They look so calm, around a fire, sharing stories or discussing the next course of actions. Unaware they are being spied on, they appear so relaxed.

You take your eyes off the sight and pass the sniper to Thrawn. He looks in silence, surely evaluating the level of threat they represent.

"That is them." He confirms.

"Told you." Cosblo chants.

"We need to discuss our next actions." He straightens his back, putting his hands behind his back.

"You mean discuss the well sorted plan you already carefully designed three weeks ago for this very situation?" You side eye him with a grin.

"Precisely, cadet." He responds without missing a beat.

And so he does, exposing his idea to you all around a fire. You all listen in respectful silence at first and dismayed silence towards the end, Cosblo eyes are wide open, Eli's mouth is agape, and you, you feel the start of a headache.

"I mean it with all due respect," Cosblo starts "But have you lost your mind... Sir!?"

"It is merely about good timing and team efforts, I am confident we can do it" Thrawn counters.

Eli scoffs, ruffling his hair. Good timing... Good timing and an insolent chance, yeah! This plan will never work.

"I mean... You can't be serious, sir?" You ask with a white voice. "What are the probabilities of success?"

"You might not see it but probability is on our side, actually. If we manage to coordinate all our efforts the victory will be ours without fail!" He states, his thoughts straight and confident. His tone doesn't leave room for uncertainty either.

You could, hypothetically, see this plan succeed... But still. This is crazy!

"If anyone has a better idea, I am open to discussion." He offers.

But it is clear no one else has a plan, even a crazy one, that they would want to share.

"So it is settled." He simply concludes.

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You roll over in your duvet. The truth is your sentiment of guilt towards the team didn't disappear and you are resolute to do your maximum to make amends for it. You had a plan on your own but you didn't want to share it with others because you knew they would refuse it. But contrary to Thrawn's plan, you could apply it all alone. You would be the sole one in danger.

You peek outside of your tent and see Thrawn's back, focused on the immediate vicinity. You open the opposite side of your tent and crawl out in complete silence and walk to the edge of the cliff. From there you can see the camp of the B team far away, their dying fire and their watchman circling around the tents. You put your hair in a bun and start your descent. At night, the rock temperature is far lower and doesn't slash your hands, you let yourself fall and land as discreetly as possible.

You advance crouching, one step after the other you move closer to their camp in the tall grass. You stop and observe. The tents are planted circularly around the fire, or what's left of it, their packages are gathered at the center, left in the open. The sentry's making large circles around the tents, scrutinizing the dark, his rifle firmly holds in his hands.

You walk like a predator, without any sound, cautiously. You take a stone and throw it against a trunk nearby. Alerted, the sentinel marches towards the direction of the sound, gun aiming at the void and the dark. You glide swiftly behind him and take out your own gun. Sorry buddy you think to yourself and knock it down behind his skull. A yelp escapes him as he falls down face first in the dirt without fighting. You roll him down on his back and search his pocket, you never know you might have a chance.