Syndulla Scrap, Saturday

[futurespacemom]

Hera had gone to sleep before Kanan came back from guard duty for his friend, only to be woken up sometime in the wee hours long enough to be told they had company, it was good.

She'd woken up before either Kanan or their guest, who turned out to be...a clone trooper? Hera might've had a heart attack if she didn't trust Kanan, because seriously?

Instead, she shook her head, got ready as quietly as she could, left a note on the counter, and slipped out. If they hadn't gotten in until Kanan had woken her, they probably needed the sleep.

So, she was at the scrapyard, going over the Ghost's propulsion system. If she could get even point-three more power out of that one repulsor, off-planet lift would be sped up considerably. "Hey, Chop, take a look over here, would you?"


The scrapyard was open, the alert was set if anybody came in, and Hera was engaged with one of her true loves.


[Open post, no OCD!]

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[futurespacemom]

"Anything's better than rations," Hera agreed. "We'll have to get you something good later on."

[uncertain_dume]

"I think the burgers are fine," Kanan mumbled. "And he got to try pizza last night."

Trauma pizza. It was traditional.

[futurespacemom]

"Traditional Earth foods," Hera said with a grin. "The burgers are fine," she assured Kanan. "They're just fine for quick food; I'm sure Earth has better."

[uncertain_dume]

"Sure," Kanan replied, "but why have better when you can have Mooby's? Besides, Stance," don't laugh, Hera, "is only here for a few days. Fast food, plenty of catching up to be done."

[futurespacemom]

"That makes sense," Hera said. "Though you should probably still take him to the diner."

"What brings you here?" Hera asked Stance. A crazy thought occurred to her, but this was Fandom, so she had to find a way to phrase it to Kanan. "Has he...um...met the dog?"

[not_the_dog]

At that, Stance perked up a little, almost like a puppy, himself.

"Oh, that funny spotty wolfish thing? Yeah, he came out and planted himself on my feet before I woke up, nearly jumped out of my skin this morning. Hell of a thing to wake up to when you don't know what it is."

He cast a look toward Kanan, just for that.

[futurespacemom]

Okay, so at least this wasn't the island playing tricks. Well, not like that.

"That's him," Hera agreed. "He's really sweet, even if he's not much like a dog from back home. So...what brings you here, then?"

[not_the_dog]

"I'm not completely sure how it works, myself," Stance noted, turning an uncertain look towards Kanan. "Something about dreams and a stone, apparently."

He smiled wryly at her with a face that was ten years too young. Twenty years too young, for a Clone.

"I'm not really necessarily anywhere, usually."

[futurespacemom]

Hera gave Kanan a worried look. "Maybe start from the beginning?"

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan pulled in a slow breath.

"Right."

He glanced at Stance. And then back to Hera, his food forgotten, for the moment.

"This is Stance," he said. "Stance and I served together in the war."

The war that a clone with a face that young couldn't possibly have existed for, yet.

There weren't clones with faces that young, anymore.

"He, um." Kanan swallowed.

"Died," Stance supplied. "I died. Before the war's end."

[futurespacemom]

"Oh." Hera's voice was quiet. "I'm sorry. The island?"

[uncertain_dume]

"The island," Kanan agreed. He glanced at Stance, and then looked back to Hera. "Last time, it gave me my Master."

Weirdly enough, this was somehow harder.

Of course, he hadn't pulled a gun on his Master when she'd arrived.

[futurespacemom]

Hera reached for his hand to squeeze it.

"How long is this for?"

[not_the_dog]

"Just a couple of days," Stance said, politely turning to look around the ship instead of paying too much attention to that hand-holding. "And then I'll be on my way again."

[futurespacemom]

Hera sucked in a breath and nodded. "Well, we'll just have to show you what we can before then." She let go of Kanan's hand. "Whenever you're not catching up. I guess there's a lot of that."

[uncertain_dume]

"Yeah, there'll be a fair bit of that." Kanan looked at Stance for a moment, and then smiled wryly. "Tomorrow, maybe."

"Helps it's a one-sided catch-up," Stance quipped. Because jokes like that were apparently easier to make after you'd been dead for a decade.

[futurespacemom]

"There's still a lot, I think," Hera said almost apologetically. "But if that's for tomorrow, what's today for?" She grinned. "Apart from introductions."

[uncertain_dume]

"Procrastinating," Stance said, at the same time Kanan said, "just wandering around."

They glanced at one another, and then Kanan shrugged.

"Basically the same thing anyway."

[futurespacemom]

Hera smiled. "In that case, how about we finish burgers and I show you the ship? Then we can show you the system. Nothing else inhabited, but some of it's pretty."

[not_the_dog]

Stance paused, looking to Kanan to see what he said, and when he was just met with a slight smile and a shrug of his shoulders in turn, he looked back to Hera with a smile of his own.

"Sounds good," he replied. "Bit of a joyride seems like a great way to spend a day."

[futurespacemom]

"If I had a choice, I'd nearly always be flying," Hera confessed.

[not_the_dog]

"Suits me just fine," Stance replied with a grin. "Never really been out flying for the sake of flying before. The idea definitely has its appeal."

[futurespacemom]

"You're on the right ship for it," Hera said, smiling. "Though that will mean you probably get to meet Chopper. He's my other crew. He's..."

She looked to Kanan for help.

[not_the_dog]

Stance also glanced Kanan's way, blinking.

"He's got personality," Kanan decided, helpfully.

"Well," Stance mused, "he can't he half as bad as the clankers the Seps kept throwing at us."

[futurespacemom]

Hera laughed. "We'll see if you still say that later." She sipped her Coke, then set it down. "Let me go get those cables unhooked and warn him. Be right back."

[not_the_dog]

"He really that bad?" Stance looked at Kanan curiously.

Kanan just grinned lopsidedly.

"Maybe don't try to boss him around or anything, and you'll probably be fine."

"Probably??"

Kanan shrugged.