Kanan's Warehouse He Might As Well Just Admit It, Friday Afternoon

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan squinted at the string of lights that had crept up behind him in the warehouse as he trained. His lightsaber wasn't made out of peppermint today? He was training. That was the rule. Any day that would let him train, he was going to train.

The creeping lights, however, meant that it was going to be an eventful training session. A good many of them found themselves being cut clean in two before they seemed to get a clue and kept their distance from him.

It was, uh, possible that Kanan had tied one of the halves around one of the warehouse's support beams as a warning to the others. Crude? Absolutely. Functional? Definitely.

He'd left the dog at home today anyway, though. This was not a situation he wanted Stance in the middle of, especially not while there would be blades swinging around.

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[thatwaslucky]

And here was Rey's weekly call, coming to you from the safety of a ship that she probably should work on less.

[uncertain_dume]

And here was Kanan, answering with his usual weekly, "Rey, hey!"

He looked forward to these calls, okay? And was hoping for more good news today, darn it. Last week seemed to be going pretty well for her, after all.

[thatwaslucky]

It was kind of great to have someone who wanted to hear from her.

"Hi, Kanan," she smiled. "What's happening this week?"

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan chuckled as he settled back against one of the support beams for the warehouse. Yes, the one with the lights tied to it as a warning to the others.

"December hit," he replied. "So it's been a nonstop rollercoaster of weird things falling from the sky and unfortunate showers. Today it's creeping strings of lights, just to keep people on their toes."

[thatwaslucky]

"Which sounds pretty, if annoying."

And that was how you knew Rey had some distance from Fandom stuff enough to be nostalgic.

[uncertain_dume]

"Very pretty," Kanan agreed. "I'll send you some pictures later, if you like. And how about you? How's that ship of yours coming along?"

[thatwaslucky]

"Slowly," Rey admitted. "The parts I need most are also the hardest to find, and are worth more to trade."

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"Yeah?" Kanan looked thoughtful. "What parts do you need?" A pause. "Asking out of curiosity, not because I'm going to rush there with an armload of scrap for you. But... I mean, we have scrap, here."

Hera had a whole yard of it, in fact.

[thatwaslucky]

"Most importantly, a windshield," Rey sighed. "It's hard to sneak that here. Then some other smaller parts."

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"Yeah, fresh out of windshields," Kanan sighed. "We'd probably have to custom-make one for you, unless we can conveniently come across something with the same make as the ship you've got. Smaller parts might be doable, though..."

Kanan. Kanan. You literally just said you weren't going to do that.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan was a little disgruntled when he arrived at the warehouse. Strands of electric lights, lit up but not actually plugged into anything, were following him like some sort of little snake rave. If they'd had battery packs, he would have understood, but the nonsense of the plug end trailing along the ground behind them just bothered him.

He'd spent a good chunk of the walk waiting until several had gathered behind him and then Throwing them up into the trees. The trees, he felt, deserved it. It also made their stark and barren branches look more festive. Bonus!

There was a noise almost of approval when he saw Kanan's warning tied 'round the post. "How's your day going?" he asked while collecting a practice sword. He eyed the pile and didn't see one with any obvious pieces broken off.

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"Nothing too terrible's happened yet," Kanan replied easily, glancing over with a nod. "Today's weirdness seems mostly benign, if... weird."

He eyed the lights around the post. And then shrugged.

"One more week left of classes this semester and I still haven't come up with something new to teach. That part's a little concerning, though I suppose I don't have to teach every semester."

He'd feel really weird if he wasn't, though.

"You?"

[thatwaslucky]

"I can get you a list. But if I was careful about attention before, I really have to be now," 'she pointed out. There was a lot of warranted paranoia involved these days.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan sighed, but nodded, acknowledging that.

"I won't up and send anything unless we can figure out a way to do so without grabbing any attention," he promised. "If nothing else, I might know a few tricks to repair damaged components that I can share with you. I've done my time as a mechanic in the past, too."

If he could keep the Expedient in the air, he was pretty confident he could handle salvage repair.

[thatwaslucky]

"I'll take it," Rey said, even though she probably had it. Kanan was probably the only person she'd let help. "It's like having two jobs right now, I'd love to cut down the amount of time."

And only one of them paid. In food. Barely.

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"Just think, though," Kanan offered. "Once this thing is up and flight-worthy again, it'll pay off pretty well for you, right?"

Something to look forward to!

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan began going through Soresu. It was calming. "Doing alright this week. Didn't mind Marzipan Day," he chuckled, "I set out a bucket and now I've got bags of little almond fruits in the freezer for later."

He glanced at the lights, "At least they seem to just be following and trying to snuggle up and not, y'know, blackmailing people into public displays of affection."

Working the form, he thought about the class idea. "Life skills? You've got the jack of all trades thing going, maybe teach the basics of that?"

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"I have this sneaking suspicion that my idea of 'life skills' are not most people's idea of life skills," Kanan chuckled. "I'm pretty sure only two or three students here are going to have any interest in learning how to repair a burned-out repulsorlift in a speeder bike. Flipside is I've never changed a flat tire in my life."

[spectre_alenko]

"I was thinking more general," Kaidan mused, "Not specifically repulsorlifts, but.. how to stop being afraid to get hands dirty, pick up tools, and try to fix the thing? You'd be surprised how many people wouldn't know how to even try."

He shrugged a shoulder, "You've never fixed a flat tire, but if you saw one, you'd be able to figure out what kind of things you needed and in what order things had to happen to replace or repair it. That's the kind of thing I meant."

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan nodded, looking thoughtful.

"I'll add it to the list," he decided. "I had a student request more classes that might involve fighting, too. Not entirely sure how I would feel about anything not involving a blaster, but I suppose I could try to throw students into... different scenarios..."

He shook his head.

"Or I could re-tread something I taught already."

[thatwaslucky]

"And in the meantime, working on it is kind of fun." She'd forgotten it could be fun! Normally it was just a thing she was weirdly good at that got her fed.

[spectre_alenko]

"You could do self defense basics," Kaidan suggested, "Start with basics, how to read a room, how to look for exits, how to de-escalate a situation that's going bad before the fists come out."

He cut Kanan a glance between a block and a parry and asked, "What-all have you taught?"

[uncertain_dume]

"Good," Kanan replied, grinning a little. "Guess I won't have to smuggle you a deck of cards after all, huh?"

[uncertain_dume]

"Hell of a list," Kanan replied, "most of it stupid. First class I ever taught here was one about laying low. Which was a great class for the moose to throw at me while I was... you know... still actually trying to lay low about who and what I was."

[thatwaslucky]

"For now. It can be a reward for when I'm set and very, very bored."

Like she wouldn't keep working. What else was she going to do?