An Abandoned Warehouse, Friday Afternoon

[uncertain_dume]

Between the heat and the rain, Kanan had finally, finally given in, this week. He'd sent a text around to all of his park usuals to let them know that today he was going to be doing some training indoors, in the shade, out of the rain. And then he'd gone on a hunt for an appropriate venue for that training, finding himself down by the warehouses.

... That would do. It only took him a few minutes to pry the boards free from a doorway that looked as though it hadn't been disturbed in some time, and another few minutes to look around to make sure the place was more or less structurally sound and the floor wasn't covered in rodent crap or rusty nails or anything.

So his morning was spent pushing crates and shelving around using the Force, even though he could have easily gone to borrow a hover-loader from Hera or something, and arranging them into some semblance of order so that people could move around fairly freely in the open space left behind in the middle of the room. He'd taken a break somewhere in all of that to go outside with his lightsaber and score a mark in the wet wood of the warehouse door - a swooping arc with the open end pointed upwards, a line down the middle - and then sent a photo of it and the directions to the warehouse to his usual Friday crew.

... He wasn't an artist. It looked a little bit like he'd tried to draw a bird foot and had given up partway. But a mark was a mark, and that one was at least distinctive enough that people would notice it if they were looking to find him.

And then he settled in to train with his lightsaber, enjoying the shade and the dry and the stacks of crates to leap around on while he waited to see if anyone would show.

[OOC: ... He was long overdue for an indoor training space. Open to the usual crew or anyone who might wander into a warehouse!]

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[thatwaslucky]

Between the limited time left and the fact that she hadn't had legs to be here last week, Rey showed up. With the fish.

Of course it was harder to show up here and go unnoticed than it was in a public space like the park. "This is the first time I've seen you cave and go indoors," she noted.

[uncertain_dume]

"It was bound to happen eventually," Kanan replied easily, turning to grin at her. "If I wanted to get my exercise out in the hot and the rain, I'd go back to-- space, is that what I'm afraid it is?"

He'd noticed the fish, yeah.

[thatwaslucky]

"I didn't want to win it," she complained. Stupid learned talents! "But I don't trust it being somewhere I can't keep an eye on it."

She'd never seen a horror movie. She still saw it coming with this thing.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan was silent for a long moment as he looked the fish in its one glowing green eye.

"... Yeah, it's staring. I don't trust it."

[thatwaslucky]

"And apparently I'm expected to do something to it, as if that won't come back to haunt me later," she said, frowning at it.

Then she paused.

"Want a fish?"

She knew it was a long shot. Still had to try.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan stared at the fish.

The fish spat out a shower of confetti.

"... I can probably just stick it in the cargo hold of my ship or something and ignore it for the rest of the week, if it's throwing you off that badly," he offered. Hesitantly.

[thatwaslucky]

"No one's watching it there," Rey warned. "Who knows what it could get up to."

Seriously, was this thing sentient.

[uncertain_dume]

...

"I could give it to Chopper."

NO. BAD IDEA. ABORT.

[thatwaslucky]

"I'll keep it," Rey said immediately.

[uncertain_dume]

"It's almost like you've met Chopper," Kanan replied, biting back a laugh. "He left that much of an impression on you, did he?"

Kanan, he was evil. You knew this. The fish would be swearing in binary and blowing people out of airlocks within an hour.

[thatwaslucky]

"I just... don't have s good feeling about that setup," Rey said.

Don't trust a murderdroid with this unless you wanted to create another murderdroid.

[uncertain_dume]

"Fair enough," Kanan replied, tilting his head a bit. "And Stance wouldn't be any help. Fireworks scare him."

Because yeah, Kanan wasn't volunteering himself for fish-sitting duty. That would be insane.

[thatwaslucky]

"If Stance saw this thing and didn't bark at it constantly I would think something was terribly wrong," Rey said, setting the fish down, carefully, and far away.

[uncertain_dume]

"I guess the barking would at least distract from the... whatever that is it's trying to sing."

Sabotage, Kanan. Sabotage.

[thatwaslucky]

"Is it actually distraction if it just adds more noise?" she wondered.

[uncertain_dume]

"Depends on whether you're used to barking, I guess."

Yeah, no, Rey was on to something, there.

[thatwaslucky]

"It's going to be interesting when it's your turn to win this thing then," Rey told him. Though she also figured Hera would put her foot down about it pretty fast.

[intotheout]

"So is that symbol a Jedi thing, or did you just kind of randomly hack at the door with your lightsaber?"

Hello to you too, Tip.

[uncertain_dume]

"Mostly the first," Kanan admitted. "But if anybody recognizes what it's supposed to be and nitpicks my artistic skills, I reserve the right to claim it's that other one."

He shrugged. It wasn't like he'd spent more than three seconds on it anyway.

[intotheout]

"Cool," Tip decided. "Plausible deniability." That was a great excuse for lack of artistic skills! "So, finally decided to come in from the rain, huh?"

She was already damp from class, but she appreciated the roof in here anyway.

[uncertain_dume]

"Took me long enough, didn't it?" Kanan smiled faintly. "I figure if nothing else it'll be easier to try to lure potential sparring partners in if we're not standing up to our knees in mud. Besides," he gestured to the crates. "These'll make for some interesting obstacles if it comes to that."

[intotheout]

"Ooooo, are we going to go leaping over crates with our swords?"

She really didn't think that was his plan, but she kind of loved the mental image.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan glanced at the crates, and then glanced at Tip thoughtfully.

"I mean, you're welcome to try," he said, amicably. "I was thinking more like hide-and-seek or something, but if you want to work on your acrobatics next, I won't stop you."

It'd be fun or frustrating. One of those.

[intotheout]

The only place Tip could be described as “acrobatic” was a Jupiter moon with a fraction of Earth’s gravity. It would probably end in tears and broken bones.

“Isn’t that part of basic swordcraft?” She asked guilelessly. “Jumping around and swinging on things?”

[uncertain_dume]

"... Let's start you on climbing and jumping without the sword, first," Kanan decided, making an executive decision to not let Tip fall and run herself through with a sword on their first day in the warehouse. "Put your equipment to the side for a minute. If you can get up onto that crate in the corner in less than five seconds, burgers are on me."