That One Warehouse, Friday Afternoon

[uncertain_dume]

Class had been... good. Well. Kanan figured class had been good. Actually getting in and doing manual labor with solid, visual evidence of progress was one of his favorite things, was one of the few ways he'd managed to keep his head on straight in the time between the fall of the Order and his time spent on Fandom Island.

Progress was something he had to take wherever he could get it, after all.

Now he was working on that other thing he did on Fridays, making his way to the warehouse and igniting his lightsaber, working his way through his forms as he mulled over the few conversations he'd had this week since turning back from a Loth-cat. They'd been good talks, had also been talks with a promise of progress behind them, but both his conversation with Sabine and his conversation with Mitsutada had come with added responsibility, the possibility of pulling other people into trouble that they could just as easily avoid by staying here, staying out of it.

Step, parry, turn...

There was a lot to think about, when it came to the island, and to home. But even that was a sort of progress, wasn't it?

Huh.

[OOC: Open because Friday dammit, but probably SP for convention and tiny phone internets, dammit.]

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[thatwaslucky]

After last week, there was a text.

Are you you again yet?

[uncertain_dume]

Thumbs and everything, yeah.

He'd really, really missed thumbs, Rey.

[thatwaslucky]

Welckme back! Why were you wet?

Since she had gotten a soggy cat selfie.

[uncertain_dume]

Homecoming carnival. Even as a Loth-cat I was stuck on dunk tank duty.

It had been a great time, except for all the getting wet.

[thatwaslucky]

And people dunked you anyway?

[uncertain_dume]

Apparently there's not much funnier than a soggy tooka.

Several people had dunked him. He was judging them all.

[thatwaslucky]

It did make for a cute picture. But you can't even defend yourself like that!

[uncertain_dume]

Yeah, it was not a great time to be a cat. Even a squirrel got in on the dunking me action. Granted, that squirrel was Summer...

Yeah, it had definitely been one of those weeks.

[thatwaslucky]

All right, that makes sense.. Because Summer. I'm a little impressed she managed it.

[uncertain_dume]

I'm not THAT impressed. She just vaulted her entire little body at it.

Where there was a will...

[thatwaslucky]

...Now I'm sorry I missed this.

It was a great visual, okay?

[uncertain_dume]

I didn't even mind getting dunked that time. Comparatively, anyway. She was committed to it.

It had been kind of great. Except for all the being a wet cat immediately after.

[thatwaslucky]

And she might have gotten hurt doing it. She did warn this one.

Congratulations, Summer?

[spectre_alenko]

It was Friday, this is what Kaidan did on Friday. He went to the warehouse half expecting Kanan to still be a cat.

"Oh good. You're back to your ridiculously large feet instead of adorable little chicken feets," he commented, walking over to the practice swords.

Kaidan, maybe don't tease the guy with the lit lightsaber.

[uncertain_dume]

"Adorable little chicken feets are poodoo with a lightsaber. Figured if I didn't want you in here swinging a sword around alone forever, I was going to have to change back sooner or later," Kanan replied, turning a faintly amused glance Kaidan's way.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan tossed him a grin and made his way over to take the opening stance. "As if you had any control over it," he accused, amused. "Though you were awfully adorable."

Were.

Past tense.

Take that, Jarrus.

[uncertain_dume]

"Thank the Force that didn't stick," Kanan replied, because honestly, Alenko, did you think being adorable was a goal of his? "It's good to be back to myself, anyway. Fewer opportunities for humiliating videos this way."

[spectre_alenko]

He did, rather. He'd met you and your vanity.

"I don't know if I'd go that far," Kaidan laughed at him, "I mean, I still have my phone on me and I did warn you."

He slowly began working his way through the forms. "So, is the kitty one a video that needs to be sent to Summer? Or do you want me to hold off until Christmas?"

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan rolled his eyes. He really should have gone after that phone harder back when he'd been in homicidal cat mode.

"Since when are you and Summer so close, anyway? Or is this just something that came up because you're both terrible people I happen to like anyway?"

There was some note of affectionate teasing hidden in there somewhere.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan raised his brows, "Hey, man, you're the one who asked me to send her the last embarrassing video I had. This one's not even that, it's just cute as hell."

He worked a few more forms and then grinned, "Not saying we aren't plotting against you, mind. She is the one who asked me to dunk you."

Well, no. Not asked, so much.

[uncertain_dume]

"And then you did," Kanan agreed with a sigh. "At least it was only once."

Force save him if they started throwing ideas around again, though.

[spectre_alenko]

"I dunked everyone, but only once," Kaidan agreed, "I mean, it really wasn't fair, considering."

That he didn't miss, especially not at a range of like 10'.

"There was a new lady in one of the tanks. I didn't recognize her, do you know her?"

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan paused and tried to think back to who else had been sitting in the booths. The only ladies he could remember were Detective Diaz and--

"Master Solo?"

They'd met a few times, sure.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan arched a brow, "Another Jedi? Then you definitely get 'best Jedi' points."

She hadn't impressed him with her opening threat, no.

[uncertain_dume]

"Uh," Kanan said, just kind of raising an eyebrow right back. "I really don't."

Honestly, he was just a Padawan. He barely got Jedi points, nevermind best ones.