#sinder or conjir idk which is worse

[juniperika]

I was marching to the wrong drum (with the wrong scum) (3858 words) by KindOfASorcerer Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: Rebels, Star Wars: Aftermath - Chuck Wendig Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Alexsandr Kallus/Garazeb "Zeb" Orrelios, Conder Kyl/Sinjir Rath Velus Characters: Sinjir Rath Velus, Garazeb "Zeb" Orrelios, Alexsandr Kallus, Conder Kyl (mentioned/in flashbacks) Additional Tags: Drinking, Implied/Referenced Torture, Briefly Implied/Referenced Homophobia (made up slurs), Established Relationship, Post-Star Wars: Rebels, Post-Star Wars: Aftermath: Empire's End, everyone is drinking except Kallus but he's stressed out of his mind, basically an elaborate bar joke, come to the dark side we have cookies, consider the ex-Imperials redeemed, this fic can fit so many almost canon mlm couples in it Summary: “I see you’ve got a thing for ex-Imps,” Sinjir says to Zeb with a thin, sly smile. Mainly to get a reaction out of the man who joined them, but to his disappointment, he doesn’t even see a flinch in response. Impressive. He doesn’t just admire the self-restraint, but quickly draws another conclusion. “Let me guess, ISB?” “ISB,” the man confirms, his face blank, his tone even. Or, a Lasat and two ex-Imperials walk into a bar. One of them is hiding something and the other is determined to get to the bottom of it.

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I thought this was worth sharing on Tumblr to reach the target audience (people who are interested in a minor Conder and a not-so-minor Sinjir appearance, or an outside perspective on Kallus and Zeb).