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[livesfree]

"Hearts," DJ says mildly, though judging from the look on his face he's joking. He is--mostly--because if anyone has a lot in life as a handsome playboy, it isn't him.

But he's perfectly fine with it. That'll be Cassian's job. Making out for intel, like it's some sort of teenager's holovid. He taps the bar, surprisingly graceful for someone who looks stronger than he actually is (he's all stocky frame and not much else), and motions for the server to pour Cassian whatever he wants.

"Done a few jobs. Lately, casinos. Pleasure planets--settin' up a pretty nice system lately." That's all he's really going to say about it, too. Cassian gets the most information out of DJ anyway, especially for someone not paying. Probably because DJ thinks he's cute.

"What brings you to meeting little old m-m-me for a sit-down? Finally give up the whole resistance idea?"

[seenitbefore]

By now Cassian's trained himself not to rise to that bait (any more than he lets his eyes follow those curiously graceful gestures); the only reaction it gets is another smile, with a few more teeth in it. "Maybe I just missed your bad jokes."