The Park, Friday Afternoon

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan sighed as he made his way to the park in the rain. If it was just Tip these days, he would have just messaged her to meet in the junkyard, to train in the cargo bay of the Ghost, where it was dry. But there was Rey, too, and he wasn't entirely certain if he even ought to contact her. Last week would have been a deciding factor, figuring out if she had showed up in spite of what he'd said the week before, but last week he'd been... well... a little indisposed.

So he was in the park. In the rain. He at least had the good sense to wear his long coat, which was somewhat water-repellant, and he was running through forms with his lightsaber, appreciating the soft sizzle of the rain as it fell too close to the blade.

In spite of the wet, it was soothing, the hum of his lightsaber and the patter of raindrops around him, filling his senses as he ran through the old, familiar steps that his Master had taught him. It felt right in a way he was finally ready to accept it was meant to. Not that he was quite ready to pick up where he had left off, putting on drab robes and cutting all his hair off except for a small braid, but at the very least, in moments like these, it was far easier for him to think to himself, "I am Jedi."

Just... not necessarily a very good one.

[OOC: Friday park is open park!]

The Perk, Friday Afternoon

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden had sort of fled the apartment after a few hours of loud complaints from the cat. It was raining. She didn't think Issa's perception of time actually allowed her to understand she was now missing playing in the park for two weeks in a row, but for whatever reason, the cat didn't like not being able to go out.

Not minding the rain quite as much, Seivarden had made her way to the Perk. Perhaps it should be a comfort that the service here was better than on the mainland, but it wasn't. Still, she eventually got an acceptable cup of tea and sat down by the window, sipping it slowly.

[Open!]