Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

Kitty had her chair again this week, because she was tired and everything was achy and this was a night job that she was going to be at for a while still tonight.

And maybe in down time she was googling things like Is my night job the reason my kid won't calm tf down at night and let me sleep like a real person, because she was curious.


[Open, no OCD!]

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[uncertain_dume]

See Kanan. See Kanan sliding into the bar a little earlier than usual, wearing Earth-casual clothing that he'd picked up from an army surplus store on the mainland a few weeks back.

Of course he was still wearing green, though. Some things would never change.

"Evening, Kitty," he greeted, taking a seat. "How are you holding up these days?"

It had been too long since he'd decided to come pester his favorite bartender.

[throughaphase]

"I still have fifteen weeks of this," she answered, so there was that. "New look?"

[uncertain_dume]

"Only on days I might head out to the mainland," Kanan replied with a dismissive shrug. "And so long as the weather keeps on like this, if I don't start wearing lighter clothing, Kaidan's going to start throwing me in the duck pond."

Which, admittedly, he wouldn't entirely mind.

"I'd give you 'fifteen weeks, that isn't so bad, right' pep talks, but I'm pretty sure no jury would convict you if you started poisoning my drinks. Anything I can do to make it easier for you, at least?"

More pancake deliveries?

[throughaphase]

Kitty thought about it. "I'm not sure there's anything helpful that wouldn't be weird, so I'll take distraction. How are you?"

[uncertain_dume]

"Distraction it is," Kanan replied with a nod. "I'm more or less okay, I think. Nothing too overly world-shattering going on these days. Kaidan's got a sparring club thing on Tuesdays that I take in now and again... trying to get back up to fighting form, and hand-to-hand was never my specialty, really."

Said the guy who'd gotten a round of applause from the crowd last week.

It still wasn't good enough for him.

"It's getting to be about time for me to start thinking about what, if anything, I'm going to teach in the fall, too. That's always a hell of a lot more difficult than it needs to be. Especially for the longer runs."

Give him a good summer workshop he could just fake his way through for seven weeks any day.

[throughaphase]

"Yeah, Kaidan mentioned that last week." Before taking home a bottle of vodka. "Any vague ideas on a class which I was supposed to help with oops?"

Also she was going to get started on his usual unless he told her otherwise.

[uncertain_dume]

If Kanan ever found out about that bottle of vodka or the reason for it, Kaidan would have gotten such a smack.

"Extra vague," he admitted, squinting a little in thought. "Maybe some kind of odd jobs class, something that teaches life skills everyone should have but nobody really thinks about when they do. But then it becomes a question of how to make something like that universal, or even appealing. Not everyone is going to want to know how to tune up a hoverbike."

[throughaphase]

"It's helpful, though," she said. "I do an adulting class sometimes, trying to teach them things they'd need once they get out there. Not everyone wants to know about taxes, but if it guves options to know it."

[uncertain_dume]

"Ha, taxes... there's something I'm thankful nobody's come after me for since I came here," Kanan admitted. "I don't think that's ever been something I've bothered with."

He was possibly not the most upstanding citizen of the Empire, for some reason.

[throughaphase]

"I'm kind of jealous. Though I'm going to pretend you didn't say that so I have plausible deniability," she said, because she was a friend.

And there was his drink.

[uncertain_dume]

"And this is why you're my favorite bartender," Kanan replied, grinning and reaching for his glass. "It also means I'm not exactly qualified for anything about adulting."

Basically ever.

[throughaphase]

"You have jobs. Do you pay for your apartment?" she asked.

[uncertain_dume]

"Well, yeah, there's rent," Kanan allowed, shrugging his shoulders. "I could just as easily move into the Ghost, though. Hera's ship has empty rooms that are just waiting for someone to live in them. Stance wouldn't enjoy it, though."

He paused.

"Or maybe he'd like it even more. The ship's bigger than my apartment and he'd have run of the junkyard."

[throughaphase]

"But then you wouldn't have to share a room." She was being good and not getting more into that, too. "I'm just saying, you've at least done some adulting."

[uncertain_dume]

Kitty was very good at making Kanan blush very red all at once, wasn't she?

He cleared his throat, tried to lose the stupid little smile, and leaned his head back to inspect the ceiling.

"I suppose I've done one or two adult things in my time."

... That came out wrong.

[died8yearsago]

Next step in forgetting that the beginning of last week ever happened was, of course, the usual swing into the bar to pretend that morose, cryptic Rosa from last week never existed, either.

She leaned on her usual spot at the bar, ordered her usual beer, and eyed the return of the chair. "So when's that thing supposed to pop out of you already?"

Hey, at least the fact that it didn't even cross her mind that some people might take offence to their baby being called 'that thing' was a good sign that she was feeling more herself again, right?

[throughaphase]

Kitty didn't even mind!

"Fifteen weeks," she sighed. "I'm going to get annoying." That was at least part apology.

[died8yearsago]

One of the many reasons why Kitty was Rosa's favorite person on this island.

...not that the competition was that stiff.

"Fifteen weeks," Rosa repeated, doing the quick math in her head, and then wrinkling her nose in an expression of mingled sympathy and disgust. "Ugh. But you're totally allowed. It's hard to picture, though."

Rosa had survived a Gina Linetti pregnancy. It was hard to imagine Kitty even getting close to that level of annoying...although that was sort of Linetti's default setting anyway.

[throughaphase]

"Hard to picture me being annoying? Stay tuned," she said. "I've already told Clint to stop being nice to me when I'm crabby so I can continue to be crabby without guilt."

[died8yearsago]

"I think that's just good advice for anyone, pregnant or not," said Rosa. "Sometimes you just have to be cranky. I hate when people try to...make things better or...ugh, worse, cheer you up."

If anyone could understand the need to just be cranky, it was a woman who was...perpetually cranky.

[throughaphase]

"Yes! If something naturally makes me feel better, fine, but I'm also really good at whining," she said, glad someone got that. "Though I live with dogs so it's hard to stay too cranky for long a lot of the time."

[died8yearsago]

"Yeah, let the dogs do the cheering up," Rosa could definitely toast to something like that. "And the husband can, I don't know, just cook you food or...massage your feet or something."

Neither of those sounded very appealing to Rosa personally, no, but they both sounded like maybe something that pregnant people might like? She had no idea. She thought she was pregnant once and wanted to throw herself off a bridge, so she was maybe a little out of her element here.

[throughaphase]

"The massage I'll take. The cooking... I love the man, but he burns frozen pizza."

There was a reason Kitty was living on Luke's.

[died8yearsago]

Rosa would ask how something like that was even possible, but...she knew Amy Santiago. She still had nightmares about that Thanksgiving...

"Take-out, then," she amended. "From whatever random place on the mainland you want, which gets him out of the house for a little while for you to mope with the dogs."

[throughaphase]

"I like this plan," Kitty said. "Don't get me wrong, he's been the best."