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Fandom High 20 Year Reunion Brunch, The Park, Sunday Morning

Hopefully, everyone still had a little socialization in them yesterday after the mixer. There was still plenty of Tamsin's booze reserves to be shared, which would go nicely with all of the breakfast foods being served.

Each of the tables had a pot of coffee as well, just in case that was needed. There was no glitter in the coffee, promise.

[Arrive/Mingle | Food and Drinks | Tables | Edges of the Park | OOC]

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Ah, morning. It was nice outside, at least?

It's five o'clock somewhere blah blah--look, mimosas and bloody marys are an important part of brunch, okay?

Mmmmm coffee.

For all your lurking needs!

And now I want pancakes, as usual.

So the first thing Dante was grabbing today was technically a Virgin Mary, but whatever. He snagged a whole plate full of food and sat down, stretching his feet out under the table until his ankles hit the bench on the other side.

Not bad.

Hey, now. Kanan wouldn't call what he was doing lurking. He was just... sitting off to the side with a large cup of coffee, being semi-antisocial. It was lurking if you cut an imposing figure, somehow.

Mostly.

As the Jedi with the blindfold who appeared to be far more interested in the contents of his cup than in most of what was going on around him, he was absolutely calling 'not lurking,' that morning. He was just staying out of the way. Big difference.

Hey, lurking. Atton was perfectly fine with that.

Atton was also carefully sipping on a mimosa, because that was actually drinkable, and keeping an eye on the locals.

There were certain brands of - mostly hidden - paranoia you just never shook off.

It had been some time since the Seekers' makeshift headquarters had managed a feast quite like this, and while Cassandra was not necessarily starving-- she let herself indulge in this small luxury this once, assembling a mighty fortress of bread and waffles.

Sarah had not noticed anything off this weekend. That was what happened when you didn't leave your apartment for a whole day.

But she'd heard there was free food again. So she was here with a big plate of breakfast food, and a coffee, hogging a table all to herself. Socialize at your own risk.

Two Jedi and a Sith were all lurking by a park...

There was probably a joke there. Not a very funny one.

Hannibal saw Kanan and came over, adjusting his naturally silent stride to rustle the grass a bit. As always, he had his bag with him, with two thermoses in it, one of which he pulled out now.

"May I interest you in some proper caf?"

Hannibal was here, enjoying the company and the weather, though he did have on sunglasses. He also had a bag with him of proper caffeine drinks for friends, because some things never changed.

Kanan's mouth twitched faintly. Something almost a smile. He would have known Hannibal coming from across the island. It was hard not to notice the weird knot of confusing Dark that twisted around him.

Still and all, he'd been good for a lot of people here. That twitch ended in a smile.

"You know I'm always interested in proper caf," he shared. "Especially around here."

Hannibal opened the thermos and held it out, waiting for Kanan to get a firm hold on it.

"How is your orchard doing?" he asked. "Will you have a good harvest this year?"

"Ahsoka."

Kanan didn't make a move toward her. Didn't even turn his face in her direction. He just nodded, a small frown on his lips. He wasn't going to admit just how much it bothered him that she'd turned to the Dark Side. He really had no room to speak, in that regard. But she had been one of his first students here, and she'd had so much potential. Sith or not, while they were here, he could be pleasant.

Nevermind that all told, he had his own reality's Ahsoka to thank for Hera being involved in the rebellion that had led to him meeting her in the first place.

Diverging timelines were complicated, that way.

"It's looking that way," Kanan replied, giving Hannibal a wry little grin as he lifted the thermos in a casual salute. "Plenty of blossoms this year so far. So long as the weather cooperates, there should be plenty of jogan left over after I sell to my usual buyers in town."

"I have a new recipe; it was written for papaya, but I'm looking forward to trying it with jogan." Hannibal smiled. "Get me some early enough, and you could sell the pastries as well."

He was never above bribing someone for the best ingredients.

"Well, I'll have to send your shipment off before I head into market, then. We'll want to pick it before it ripens too much if we don't want it to spoil while it ships."

He'd get the droids right on that, once they had flowers and not fruit.

"It's a shame meiloorun won't grow on Lothal. I still think you'd have fun trying to figure out ways to use it."

There was a chance there were people around here who thought Ezra was dead. Because in their time, well. He was. (And he wouldn't have been surprised, either.)

But here he was. Piling a small mountain of food onto his plate because hey, a guy had to eat.

"Perhaps they'll find a way yet," Hannibal said, "once agriculture comes back into its own. Until then, jogan it is."

"There's still a lot of work to be done to bring Lothal back to the way it was before the Empire," Kanan agreed, sighing. "But even then, nobody ever had any luck."

He pursed his lips for a moment, thoughtfully, before taking a mouthful of caf from the thermos. Not bad. Not bad at all.

"It might be worth trying to grow here, actually."

"Find me a few fruits and a list of its requirements. It couldn't hurt to try." Hannibal shrugged. "Even one or two trees would give me some to eat and you some to sell."

"Somewhere that they can sprawl, for a start," Kanan replied with a wry smile. "A meiloorun is a melon."

Less tree, more creeping vine. Which, in fairness, would've been easier for Kanan to grow.

"One or two vines, then," Hannibal corrected. "We can see what the island makes of them. Plant them out by the pillow trees."

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