The Park, Friday Morning

[suitably_heroic]

The medic had freed Atton from his kolto bath again on Thursday morning. Another full day of observation, and he was good to go, with a bunch of patches in his pocket and an abdomen that still hurt if he bent the wrong way.

And then Mical had put him on the Ebon Hawk and sent him back to Fandom. (The Hawk was to make a point: stay there, don't come back. Otherwise Mical would've just kicked him through a portal.)

He wasn't planning to stay there. Not for long. Not with Mira out there, dealing with this problem that Atton was beginning to suspect was bigger than they'd anticipated.

He didn't bother to go back to the apartment - he didn't want to run the risk of running into Sparkle just yet - but stumbled down the stairs and walked down to the park.

That alone was probably more exercise than he should've given himself. He winced at the sound of his own breath as he sank down on a bench.

Space.

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[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden was just passing through the park, walking along the path that led past the bench where Atton was sitting. She wasn't paying much attention, and when she noticed him it was a bit too close to make a detour without it being obvious.

"Oh, fuck," she muttered to herself, rolling her eyes, as she continued ahead.

[SP? If they decide to interact at all ;) ]

[suitably_heroic]

"Oh hey, you figured out how to lower the volume," Atton greeted sarcastically. "I'm impressed. I mean, I can still hear you, but baby steps."

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden slowed down a little bit. "I could say the same. Did Sparkle play you the video enough times for you to notice?"

[suitably_heroic]

"Now that's some bottom-barrel nexu impression you've got there," Atton drawled.

[1000yearstoolate]

"I have no idea what that meant," Seivarden pointed out. "If you want me to understand, at least make an effort. No wait, this is where you tell me you don't care if I do, isn't it?"

[suitably_heroic]

"I like this thing where I don't put in any effort and you just make your life miserable for me," Atton decided.

[1000yearstoolate]

"I make my life miserable for you?"

Seivarden has slowed down almost to standing still, but not quite.

"How sweet that you care."

[uncertain_dume]

It was Friday, of course Kanan was making his way into the park stupidly early, an assortment of swords slung into a bag on one shoulder as he contemplated... the weather, mostly. It wasn't unusual for him to show up in the morning; he liked to get his own warming up and so on in before his usual Friday crew arrived. It wasn't even unusual for people to already be in the park just enjoying the fact that it was a park once he was there.

But they weren't usually people who made him feel immediately self-conscious about being there with an armload of bamboo sword handles sticking out of a bag over his shoulder.

He shrugged the bag off and leaned it against a tree, and then considered the man sitting on the bench for a moment.

"Hey," he called over. "I've got practice here in the afternoon. Just a heads-up in case people running around beating on each other with sticks is going to be a problem."

[suitably_heroic]

"Nah, I was hoping for some free entertainment," Atton called over. "Especially if you fall flat on your face."

[uncertain_dume]

"Normally I try not to disappoint," Kanan replied, grinning faintly. "But in that regard, I might have to let you down."

Yeah. Feeling good and self-conscious about digging out that remote, then.

"Space, I hope I let you down."

Shut up.

[suitably_heroic]

Atton shrugged, settling back and spreading his arms (carefully...) over the back of the bench. "How about you shoot for an achievable bar, huh?" he said.

[uncertain_dume]

"I'm honestly almost afraid to ask just what you figure an achievable bar is," Kanan admitted, crouching down and digging through the bag for his remote. "Besides eating dirt, anyway."

[suitably_heroic]

"Staying standing for longer than three seconds?" Atton suggested.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan went for a jog, cutting through the park so he could run in the shade. It was already hot and the air was so impregnated with water that it didn't bode well for the weather in the afternoon. His eyes tracked Atton sitting on the bench, bringing him to a halt.

Frowning a little, he asked, "Atton, should you even be up?"

[suitably_heroic]

Atton made a face at him. "Did someone appoint you my medic?" he called. "I just spent days floating around a kolto tank, I'm not going back in there."

[spectre_alenko]

"If they had, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have been asking you," Kaidan responded dryly, "You know there's perfectly good grass you could stretch out on, instead of sitting upright."

[suitably_heroic]

"I'm good, thanks," Atton retorted, his brow creasing into a scowl. "What, you like getting bugs in your hair?"

[spectre_alenko]

"I prefer bugs in my hair to re-opening a damned gut wound, if that's the choice," Kaidan responded, "Seriously, bugs are your argument?"

[suitably_heroic]

"What, you think because you and Sparkle hang out, you're my mom?" Atton said.

He was too stubborn to die. He was also too stubborn to do a lot of things. "I don't like bugs, and my gut wound's fine."

[notacokeperson]

Sure, Karina had been here just a few days ago, but shut up, she'd thought maybe, like, checking on Sparkle in person would be appreciated.

Except, while passing through the park, well.

Karina couldn't loom very well--she was too short for that--but she was doing her best as she set her hands on her hips and scowled down at him.

"What the fuck, Atton?"

[suitably_heroic]

Atton looked up. "Oh, poodoo."

Who had let Karina onto the island?!"

[notacokeperson]

She'd let herself back on the island, obviously. Or Sparkle had called her a few days ago.

One of those.

"Yeah, poodoo," she said, tapping one foot. "Start talking."

[suitably_heroic]

"About what? I got shot, it was a whole thing, they stuck me in a kolto tank for four days and now I'm back," Atton said, waving his hand.

It was Karina. Straight up lying wasn't going to work.

[notacokeperson]

At least he knew that!

"You look like shit," she said, "and you're hanging out in the park after getting shot? What the hell? How the fuck do you fool people into thinking you're a responsible adult? Do you have any idea how worried we--I mean, Sparkle's been?"

Because she hadn't been worried at all. Not at all. Shut up.

[suitably_heroic]

Uh huh.

Well, Atton wasn't going to harp on about that slip-up. It wasn't in his best interest.

"Hey, if anybody thinks I'm a responsible adult, they haven't been paying attention and it's not my fault," he retorted. "I just wanted to have a nice sit-down and breathe some clean air, so sue me."