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Kanan Jarrus, The Last Padawan ([personal profile] uncertain_dume) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2016-08-03 08:43 am

The Park, Wednesday Morning

Kanan had made a grave mistake today. Kanan had wandered out beyond the Causeway, had actually explored some of the planet out beyond Fandom that morning. It had been pleasant. Uncomfortably pleasant. Aggressively pleasant. So pleasant that it had left him with sore eyes and a bit of a tic in one of the muscles in his cheek. Not to mention the three technicolor dogs, the flying kitten, and the smiling white bear with a purple penguin on its shoulders that had attempted to follow him back to the island. He'd managed to lose the bear and the penguin when they got distracted by the flamingos on Doctor Lecter's front lawn, and the flying kitten and two of the dogs had pranced off to play when Kanan had ducked into the Perk to get something to drink.

Tea, today. Some kind of herbal thing with no caffeine whatsoever, to the barista's wide-eyed bemusement.

Which left Kanan with just one puppy, prancing along behind him as he made his way into the park, found a quiet spot on the lawn, and sat himself down, setting his tea down nearby.

The puppy sat down on the other side.

"I'm not keeping you," he stated, squinting down at the pup who was looking expectantly back up at him, all white fur with rainbow dalmation spots, giving his tail a wag. "You can't stay. I'm going to close my eyes, and I'm going to meditate, and when I'm done meditating, you'll have left, deal?"

The puppy watched as Kanan closed his eyes. And then laid himself down for a nap, flopping his little body so that he was resting solidly against the man's hip.

Kanan sighed.

[OOC: We're too damn efficient and I've been granted a five day weekend from the animation mines because we finished everything before WB gave us more work to do. Save me from myself, please.]
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[personal profile] sharp_as_knives 2016-08-03 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Hannibal had been told the island wasn't dangerously bright anymore.

He hadn't been told it was ridiculously neon.

He clashed with everything on this planet. Or rather, everything clashed with him, since he was the reasonable one.

Still, it meant he was wearing a fairly nondescript grey and dark blue jogging suit as he...well, jogged.

He paused for a moment when he passed Kanan. "You seem to have acquired a passenger."
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[personal profile] voiceoverdue 2016-08-03 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Cecil could take or leave the current planet, honestly, but Foucault loved it! He'd insisted upon an extensive walk, in fact.

Cecil flopped down next to Kanan when he got a chance, leaving Foucault to run and play with the flamingos. "Hi! Oo, what a pretty puppy!"
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[personal profile] nuclear_snide 2016-08-03 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Bob raised an eyebrow at the...thing attached to Kanan's side. It couldn't possibly be a dog; dogs didn't come in those colours.

"What on earth is that?"
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[personal profile] kenselvren 2016-08-03 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Jalian noticed Kanan, but was happy to largely ignore him. She just wanted some time in the park away from all the bright, where she could practice her moves and run through exercises.

She nodded to him, though. And scowled a little at the dog.
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[personal profile] 2_old_for_this 2016-08-03 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
This island was a little strange, yes, but still - being outside in a park was novel enough for him that Peter was determined to do it now and again.

He smiled and waved at Kanan. "Hi."
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[personal profile] sharp_as_knives 2016-08-03 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Neither do I," Hannibal said. And he now had two cats, a frog, and a flock of flamingos that had somehow adopted him. "I doubt they care."
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[personal profile] voiceoverdue 2016-08-03 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I am a dog person. And he's adorable!" Cecil reached out to rub his ears. "Isn't he?" he cooed at him. "You are, aren't you?"

Yeah, he was one of those people.
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[personal profile] nuclear_snide 2016-08-03 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Neither is that thing," Bob said. "It looks like a dalmatian that a rainbow threw up on."
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[personal profile] kenselvren 2016-08-03 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"We went there for my class," Jalian answered. She scowled as she did a spin-kick and thrust. "I was nearly blinded."
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[personal profile] 2_old_for_this 2016-08-03 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter wandered over. "I'm...settling." He shrugged. "I seem to own a flower shop now." He paused. "There's something I never thought I'd say, and I've done a lot of things over the years."

He gestured to the grass in a "mind if I join you" way.


[OOC: Ask for distraction and you shall receive! :D ]
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[personal profile] sharp_as_knives 2016-08-03 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Hannibal grimaced. "Is it also rainbow-colored?"
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[personal profile] voiceoverdue 2016-08-03 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"But he's yours, right?" Cecil made kissy-faces at the dog. "You know he's your human, don't you?"
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[personal profile] nuclear_snide 2016-08-03 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"I may hide in my skull for the duration," Bob said, still eyeing the dog dubiously. He really didn't do cutesy.
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[personal profile] kenselvren 2016-08-03 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Jalian sighed. "The native species must have very poor eyes. Worse than most humans."

She made a feint and a strike, then belatedly added, "No offense."

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