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fandomtownies2019-02-14 12:02 am
biotic_psychotic) wrote in fandomtownies2019-02-14 12:02 am
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The Park on Thursday
It was Thursday and it was Valentine's Day and since she had blown off class on Monday she was blowing off her office hours as well. She'd asked some of the sword boys to come to the park and show off for her and at least two had definitely agreed and one more might show his ass up if he got his lazy bum out of bed in time. She'd banged on a few doors on Floor Four and loudly announced where she was going and why as an invitation of sorts.
She'd hit up Kanan's warehouse and borrowed an armful of his practice swords both metal and bamboo by stuffing them into a duffel bag. For a value of 'borrowed' that meant she hadn't asked but she totally meant to return them before he noticed they were gone. Eh. He was going to be busy today anyway. An item in his warehouse made her snicker quite a bit but she wasn't mean enough to spoil that surprise so she left it alone.
A stop by the Perk to collect a party-sized container of coffee and some cups saw her with enough caffeine to share and then she was off to the park. The practice swords were set out. She parked her ass on a bench with her first coffee of the day and waited. Relaxing back against the bench and enjoying the weather and sunshine.
It was going to be a great day. She could just tell.
[Open! If you think you heard her this morning you definitely did and also open to anyone heading by or through the park. Sword boys gonna sword for her amusement and education.]
She'd hit up Kanan's warehouse and borrowed an armful of his practice swords both metal and bamboo by stuffing them into a duffel bag. For a value of 'borrowed' that meant she hadn't asked but she totally meant to return them before he noticed they were gone. Eh. He was going to be busy today anyway. An item in his warehouse made her snicker quite a bit but she wasn't mean enough to spoil that surprise so she left it alone.
A stop by the Perk to collect a party-sized container of coffee and some cups saw her with enough caffeine to share and then she was off to the park. The practice swords were set out. She parked her ass on a bench with her first coffee of the day and waited. Relaxing back against the bench and enjoying the weather and sunshine.
It was going to be a great day. She could just tell.
[Open! If you think you heard her this morning you definitely did and also open to anyone heading by or through the park. Sword boys gonna sword for her amusement and education.]
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She had doubts.
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"Stranger, nah," Fjord decided. "... Possibly worse. But not stranger."
Tino was in a class all his own.
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She did not like Tino.
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Tino being Tino?
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She narrowed her eyes at Tino. "Guy's on the wagon and you fucking know it, you maybe ask a fucking question to see if he's sure he wants to jump the fuck off it before you goddamn serve him. That motherfucking bastard is lucky I didn't pitch it on him and make myself some fucking Tino flambé. It was New Years so I cut him some slack but if he ever tries that shit again with either of my dry boys?"
She didn't have to answer that question. The look on her face probably said everything it needed to.
It was entirely possible that Kanan would have taken one inhale from the glass and slid it over to her anyway but it was also possible he would have thought 'just one won't hurt'. Maybe one even wouldn't have. The feeling like he'd failed that goal would've. She didn't want that for him. So: Fuck you, Tino, you utter, utter asshole.
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"One more thing to watch out for on Fridays," he sighed. "You wanna describe this one to me, I'll make a point it doesn't happen on my watch, either."
And possibly light Tino on fire.
Or, uh, end up in the duck pond trying.
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It was...
...
Well. It was mostly regret with a hit of syrup for good measure.
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She tried to keep a sober face, "His housemate did. She had Kitty put coconut in it because he's hairy."
She almost even made it through that explanation without laughing. Almost. Jack gave into it and just laughed until it hurt.
"I almost think there should be a new one for 'Shaved Kanan'."
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So help him, Fjord was laughing, too. Not quite as hard. But there was definite laughter going on, there.
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Kanan, she wasn't even sorry about your Tuesday the week you get back from Spring Break.
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NOT SORRY KANAN NOT SORRY ONE BIT.
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They had practically everything there. They probably had novelty salt.
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Something in either green or electric blue because that'd also be funny. A joke that only Kanan would get and he would probably find it more exasperating than else.
"Do like, a caramel syrup wash around the rim and then dip it in salt."
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A beat.
"This is not getting any less horrifying," he decided.
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Pity Seivarden if Jack ever decided to play nasty.
"Better not put chocolate on it or he'll have some sort of trauma flashback," Jack noted, "but salt and caramel? He'd drink it."
She'd met him. Of course he would drink it.
Glaring at her the entire time. Spite drinking, if you will.
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