The Park, Friday Afternoon

[uncertain_dume]

The island was quiet. Kanan's usual Friday student was in some snowy place somewhere, and the weather was, while not ideal, at least not raining on his head.

Hera was a nexu. Stance continued to be a dog. A dog who wanted to play with the nexu.

So, Kanan could come to the park to run through lightsaber forms, but instead he was going to come to the park to let Stance chase the ducks and let Hera... probably eat the ducks. He was not going to be the stupid person who tried to tell a four-eyed, two-tailed, giant quilled cat with a mouth like a bear trap what to do at the park. Just so long as she wasn't eating his dog, he was going to consider it a win.

He was going to have to do so much explaining to Chopper at some point about why Hera wasn't at the scrapyard for her shift today, but he was going to do that... later. For now he had found himself a place on the grass to meditate while the two critters wreaked havoc behind him.

He was keeping an eye on them, honest. In a manner of speaking.

[OOC: Open if there's anyone left on the island!]

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[uncertain_dume]

Seivarden's perspective was that no uncivilized person could possibly understand her perspective, a point that she had made abundantly clear. There was no middle ground to be found with people who would destroy you. History had proven that time and again.

Kanan let her move until he was certain that there would be no catching up to her. Then he muttered, "You have until the edge of the park to make a point."

And he lifted his hand from the snarling Hera.

How were you at running, Seivarden?

[1000yearstoolate]

When Seivarden noticed the nexu rushing towards her, she ran. There wasn't anything else to do. She had no armour, that thing looked like it would rather chew her leg off than play.

She really hated this place. Just a walk in the park and some insane person ends up letting her friend turned monster pet attack her.

She didn't stop until the nexu did.

[uncertain_dume]

Well, that nexu was usually a woman from a race of people who had spent the better part of history fighting for their freedom from people like you, Seivarden.

Still, Kanan let Hera give chase until it looked like she was about to overtake her, and then he held out his hand and shut his eyes, giving her a gentle nudge through the Force to tell her that it was time to come back.

You don't know where that's been, Hera, he chided. And it'll be more satisfying when you can tell him off while you do it, anyway.

The nexu, grudgingly, stopped running somewhere around the edge of the park, pacing back and forth and staring Seivarden down, snarling a warning that she better not come back.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden had no intention of coming back as long as the three of them were still in the park. For a moment she almost panicked, the world around her feeling even more unpredictable and strange than usual.

She really wanted to go home, only there was no home. But at least there were places a little more familiar than here.

Not looking in Hera's direction, she took the shortest way back to the apartment. Leaving it had been a bad idea.