The Park, Friday Afternoon

[uncertain_dume]

Right. Friday. And tomorrow, another group of students would be making their way to the island, unaware of the fresh hell they'd eventually be introduced to through this place. Kanan wasn't entirely certain just how much he wanted to care, all things considered. On the one hand, new semesters often turned up the most interesting (or worrisome) people. On the other hand, he wasn't teaching this time around, unless one counted sword lessons in the park, anyway. Which he did, sure, but... it wasn't quite the same?

At least this week, he could stand on both legs and his arms were behaving themselves. Another week of taking it easy and basically plastering himself in bacta patches had helped with that. So he was at the park today with his practise sword in hand, running through soresu forms while he waited for his usual student.

... Assuming she was back from her Smekday trip home, anyway. If not, well, actually moving around would be good for him. He'd been going stir-crazy cooped up at home.

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[intotheout]

Tip saluted with her sword. "Sir, yes sir."

[uncertain_dume]

"Alright then," Kanan replied, and then lifted his other hand in a sort of silent, 'come at me' gesture. "We're sparring. Don't go easy on me."

He really didn't think there was going to be much chance of that happening, no matter what her skill level was.

[intotheout]

Tip snorted. Yeah, she hadn't taken it easy on him verbally, and she wasn't going to physically, either.

And if she threw in the occasional dirty trick, well. Maybe she was just showing him how rebelling was done.