Syndulla Scrap and Airship Docks, Saturday

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Captain Hera might technically have some time off between cargo runs, but she never missed an opportunity to tune up her airship, the Ghost. She'd put out a sign that she was accepting more cargo and passengers for her next run, but unless anybody showed up, she'd be working on the steam engine, both hands and the mechanical tentacles she wore on her head deep in pipes and grease as she hummed happily.

If anybody needed to book passage or get to their own airships, though, she was here!


[OOC: Open post! Hera's human with mechanical lekku. Pretend; not like I could find icons.]

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So, Kanan had woken up that morning, of all places, in one of the abandoned warehouses. The one he'd accosted last week, in fact, for training. He'd gotten a bit carried away on the training front yesterday, and once everyone had shipped off for the night (it wasn't as though Tip had stuck around to train) he'd settled in and attempted to meditate to fend off the distraction of the screaming, fireworks-vomiting... monstrosity... that he had with him.

That morning when he'd woken up, the warehouse had been transformed slightly. Now it had enough supplies to be a proper bolt-hole, a decent selection of blaster guns and... one fish. It was a fairly classy thing, all brass with a hinged jaw and a strange sort of iridescence to its scales. It was also unnerving as hell, wearing a little top hat and monocle, and propelled itself around after Kanan through the use of a tiny little fish-sized jetpack. Every so often it threw off a spark or two, and when it moved the metal-on-metal sounds seemed almost songlike, but for the most part, William Bass was just sort of a tagalong that Kanan had picked up along the way that he'd kind of given up on trying to be rid of.

"Hello in there," Kanan called as he approached the engine, spotting his favorite back end and hoping for a glance at the top half, too. "Have you missed me?"

Kanan, it had been like two days.

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Hera rolled her eyes, even though she smiled. "Haven't been aiming." She handed the wrench in her hands off to one of her tentacles and pushed herself out of the engine. "What have you been up to lately?"

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"Nothing too exciting," Kanan replied, smiling and crouching down as the scrapyard dog trotted over to say hello. "Making sure the Escape is still in flying order, laying low otherwise. Turns out William here makes for lousy target practice."

He grinned faintly.

"Could use a little work that doesn't involve serving up flapjacks and beans in a town that doesn't properly appreciate them. Have a line on anything good?"

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Hera looked around, just like always, to make sure they weren't overheard. She kept her stance calm and nonchalant as she answered. "Might have picked up some cargo that'd help the resistance back home. If you're interested."

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Kanan grinned as he scratched the mutt behind the ears.

"You know me, love. I'm always interested in helping wherever I can."

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"Is that right, love?" she teased him.

"It shouldn't be a hard run, but I can always use a wingman to patrol just in case."

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"You've got me and my ship for anything you need," Kanan replied with a little laugh, straightening up again and dusting off his hands. "Get a little speed and firepower into the mix to cover your cargo."

The Ghost was a beautiful ship, but dirigibles weren't exactly known for their speed, compared to his own longboat.

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Hera nodded, satisfied. "A little of that extra firepower can only be good. Day after tomorrow?" she suggested. "I'll need some time to get together a crew I can trust."

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"I'm ready yesterday, love," Kanan replied easily, firing off a sloppy little salute. "Shame my rig can't handle a drop like that, though. She's already got all the crew she needs."

As if Hera would let him pilot her if they took the Escape instead.

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"And if your attitude could run it, we'd be there yesterday," Hera said, grinning. "I'll let you know when I'm ready."

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Kanan gave an easy laugh, and then just settled back with his arms over his chest.

"I'll keep an ear open. You know where to find me, of course."

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"Your place or the saloon," Hera agreed. She grinned. "I'll see you around."

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"My place or the saloon," Kanan agreed with a wink. "Lady's choice which one she comes to find me at."

And then, because he was incorrigible, he even blew her a kiss.

"See you around, love. I do look forward to our little outings."

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Hera shook her head at him, still smiling, and went back to her work.