The Park, Friday Afternoon

[uncertain_dume]

So, it was another just-below-freezing one today, which, perhaps predictably, wasn't about to stop Kanan from his regular Friday training in the park.

At least this time he'd had the bright idea to bring hot chocolate. He'd ordered one for himself and one for Gratuity, but for some reason - one that actually wasn't his fault - the machine at the Perk had refused to stop pouring, and rather than pour it all down the drain, Kanan had promised the Baristas that he'd find a good home for the several extra cups worth of hot chocolate that had been filled before they could figure out how to make it stop.

Kanan had reached across the counter and smacked the machine, and that had done the trick. Several years of odd jobs around the galaxy had taught him to never underestimate the power of a good, solid thump.

Anyway, here he was, lightsaber in hand, training sword and hot chocolate sitting on the park bench nearby, in case Gratuity needed seconds in order to stave off the chill or in case they wound up with more spectators again this week. Either worked just fine for him.

[OOC: Open!]

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[justice_undone]

It was chilly, yes, but with a warm coat it was actually nice to go for a walk. Breq was humming to herself and kept doing it even when she stopped to watch Kanan practice. She would leave soon if he preferred to be left alone.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan rarely minded company in the park these days, and really, he wouldn't be here in the first place if he wasn't at least sort of hoping for it, and so, when he was finished the next sequence of steps in his old familiar forms, he turned a smile and a nod toward Breq and called, "There's hot chocolate, if you want some. I mean, there's plenty."

[justice_undone]

"Are you expecting company?" Breq asked, amused. "Thank you, I have never tried that before."

She headed towards the bench.

"That looks like a good way to keep warm."

[uncertain_dume]

"Just my Friday sword lesson," Kanan clarified. "The equipment at the Perk went a little haywire and I wound up with extra."

He grinned faintly and gave his lightsaber a spin in his hand.

"Which part looks like a good way to keep warm? The hot chocolate, or the exercise?"

[justice_undone]

"I was thinking of the exercise," Breq said, reaching for a mug. "But this might help too, now that you mention it. I drink tea though, most of the time. I should really try other things."

[uncertain_dume]

"It can't hurt to branch out," Kanan replied, slipping easily back into a ready stance. "Live a little. Get to know what this reality has to offer. Tea's fine, of course, but sometimes you just want to drink your dessert."

Kanan also happened to be a big fan of dessert.

[justice_undone]

"Dessert?"

Breq took a sip of the hot chocolate. "Dessert. I've never had much dessert before."

Before arriving here. Ancillaries weren't given dessert, or even tea. Breq would never admit to herself how much she liked dessert.

[uncertain_dume]

"There was a time in my life when I could say the same," Kanan mused. "Maybe that's why I enjoy it so much now."

Admittedly, he preferred fruity things over chocolate, most of the time. But now and again...

[justice_undone]

She took another sip.

"Anything else you would recommend I try?" Breq asked, because of course she should try things when she was here, shouldn't she?

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan considered that for a moment, moving easily into his next stance.

"Depends," he mused. "Ice cream? Milkshakes? Is there anything here you've tried already that you wouldn't mind more of?"

[justice_undone]

"Mostly what's been served at the picnics," Breq said. "The pizza, but that's not a dessert."

But she'd had a lot of pizza.

[uncertain_dume]

"Well, I can't fault anybody for liking pizza, anyway," Kanan replied, smiling faintly. "How about cake? Or pudding?"

[justice_undone]

"It sounds like I have a lot to explore," Breq said, making sure her amusement showed on her face.

[intotheout]

Tip was nonplussed by that mass of to-go cups. "Did you sign up a whole slew of new students without telling me or something?"

[uncertain_dume]

"Equipment malfunction at the Perk," Kanan explained, waving her toward the cups. "If you like hot chocolate, there's enough there for... fourths. Help yourself."

Oh boy.

[intotheout]

Oh sure, Kanan, give your student a stomach ache before getting started on the weekly workout.

"I think I'll stick just with firsts," she said. "You might have to resign yourself to having a bunch of gone-cold chocolate later."

[uncertain_dume]

"There are worse fates than that," Kanan decided after a moment's thought. "If it doesn't re-heat well, at the very least I can just think of it as chocolate milk."

That was how that worked, wasn't it?

[intotheout]

Tip smirked at that. She was still of an age to find adults doing typically-kid things amusing. "Big fan of chocolate milk, are you?"

[uncertain_dume]

Aw, come on. Kanan was still practically a baby! He was still young enough that people would squint at his ID on the mainland, if he had an ID or any reason to go to the mainland.

"I can neither confirm nor deny that I've got a terrible sweet tooth," he replied, returning that smirk. "But... yes. I do, in fact, like chocolate milk."

And pie. And cookies. And...

[intotheout]

Tip was fifteen. Everyone over the age of about 22 was firmly in "adult" territory (and therefore not to be trusted).

"Do you make bubbles in it with the straw?"

[uncertain_dume]

There was a long pause at that, and Kanan was pretty sure he was being teased, now.

That didn't stop him from replying with, "Come on, that's the best part."

[intotheout]

Tip had a firm mental image, now, of Kanan sitting on a stool much too large for him, idly kicking his heels in the air while he slurped chocolate milk through a crazy straw.

"Alright. I guess that's fair."

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan shrugged and gave Tip a little grin at that.

"Life's too short to not blow bubbles in your chocolate milk."

It was way more fun with blue milk, though. Not that he had a bias at all.

[intotheout]

If Tip could read the narrative, she'd be rolling her eyes and wondering why the color of the milk mattered.

But she couldn't.

"I'll try to remember that, oh wise sensei."

It was going to go down in the history of jedi training quotes. Right up there with "do or do not, there is no try" and "I said, 'Seagulls! MM, stop it now!'"

[uncertain_dume]

Oh, come on, Kanan was a pretty okay teacher, but Yoda, he was not.

Not even bad lip reading Yoda.

"There's your first important lesson for the day, yeah," he chuckled, shaking his head and shutting off the blade of his lightsaber. "Catch."

And then he was tossing it in an easy underhand toward her.