The Park, Wednesday Morning

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan and Jack had decided that what they really needed in their lives was more sparring. That hadn't even been a result of today's strangeness- they'd made that call back on Sunday. And while they could have used the warehouse, the park really seemed to offer a much more open playing ground to spar on, and Kanan had been meaning to come back here once the weather got better.

The weather... wasn't really better. It was cold, but it was supposed to warm up later in the day, and that was close enough, right?

Anyway, he finished walking his dog, and then he made his way to the park. Where he waited. Impatiently.

While glaring at a duck.

It knew what it did.

[OOC: Open!]

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[biotic_psychotic]

"Hey," Jack called, making duck lips at the duck. "What's that all about?"

[uncertain_dume]

"No clue," Caleb replied, giving Jack a big dorky grin right out of the gate, apparently. "It's a bird, right? A... duck or something? I like it."

He liked a lot of things. The world was still pretty shiny and new, for Caleb Dume.

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack blinked and her face softened. She knew who this was. Kaidan had told her about the previous adventures with younger versions of Kanan.

"Yeah, Caleb, it's a duck. Welcome to Earth, buddy."

[uncertain_dume]

"... Earth?" Caleb oh my god random icon button frowned, reached a hand up, and ran it through his hair. "I... I don't think I'm supposed to be here," he murmured.

This felt wrong. Suddenly, thoroughly, terribly wrong. On every level.

[biotic_psychotic]

"Earth," Jack said seriously, "Hey..no, Caleb, you're totally supposed to be here buddy. This is a momentary blip of weird. You're gonna be ok, I promise."

[uncertain_dume]

And after a few moments, Caleb nodded, and it was Kanan who straightened up again, sitting himself in a park bench and nodding at Jack.

"Ah, it's this one again."

He hated this one.

[biotic_psychotic]

"What the fuck is going on, Kanan?" Jack asked, amused and annoyed at the same time.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan looked wholly unimpressed as he drawled, "How much do you enjoy whiplash?"

Because today? Today was shaping up to be exactly that.

[biotic_psychotic]

"I really fucking don't," Jack drawled right back, "Not unless I'm giving it to someone else."

[uncertain_dume]

"... That's a really good point," Kanan conceded, scratching his beard. "Well."

Hm.

"Today's going to probably have a bit of that anyway, unless you know how to get Fandom to step down from its poodoo."

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack calmly pulled out a gun, pointed it at the trees and began shooting them.

Ask her how to get Fandom to stop its poodoo, she'd show you how she'd do that.

The trees were not a fan of this.

[uncertain_dume]

"Could you maybe not do that?" Caleb complained, sulking a little. "The trees didn't do anything wrong."

... Really, Fandom?

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack calmly continued firing, "I wish I could but apparently the answer is 'no'. I mean, unless you want to pull out your lightsaber and start deflecting the bullets to protect the trees? That's a thing you could do. Though I'd be real damn happy if you'd not deflect them back at me."

[furnaceface]

It wasn't quite class time, but today had already been strange enough that Jonothon thought it was maybe a good idea to try to distract himself from the weird by going for a run.

... It wasn't working. Care to guess why?

[biotic_psychotic]

A tiny horse on fire came running at her. Startled, Jack powered up. "The fuck?!" she yelled, drawing her arm back - but she was looking behind the horse, to see what kind of asshole lit a pony on fire. She was going to throw them like a toy!

[furnaceface]

And, after a few more moments of trotting, the pony turned into a... large, shirtless blue man.

Jonothon sighed, his lips pulling into a wry smile.

"That's only mildly an improvement," he said, and then nodded toward Jack. "Morning."

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack stood her biotics down and frowned a little up..way up.. at Jon. "I see the island's fucking with you today too, huh?"

She tilted her head. "So this is the full blue package, huh?"

[furnaceface]

//Seems to be,// Jono agreed, pausing and taking a few steps back as... glowing pink aliens advanced on him out of nowhere. //And then some. That'll make class interesting later on.//

Just like it was making this jog interesting today.

//That was, in fact, the full blue package. And before that was the full... occasional pony package. And this...//

He fired off a blast of flame at one of the incoming pink things.

//This is three bodies in less than as many minutes. It's really rather vexing.//

[biotic_psychotic]

"You could've shared, Jon, god," Jack said, blinking a little as he wiped out all the fun in three seconds. "..The pony was kind of cute, now that I know it was you and not a bunch of assholes who, you know, lit an animal on fire."

[furnaceface]

//Absolutely me,// Jono replied.

And then lobbed a snowball at her.

//This close enough to sharing, luv?//

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack dodged the snowball and made a sad, sad face at him. "No. No it is not, Jonothan Abraham Starsmore."

Enjoy that wibble, Jon. She'd been perfecting it today.

[furnaceface]

"Evan, actually," Jono replied, attempting to offer her an apologetic smile. "Jonothon Evan Starsmore."

[biotic_psychotic]

"You haven't made it up to 'E' yet, Jon," Jack told him seriously. Look, middle names were serious business, ok?

[furnaceface]

//I see,// Jono replied, leaping into action. //I have to earn that one? Well, then let's see what I can do to work through the other letters.//

[biotic_psychotic]

"Well you'd have to annoy me four more times and I don't generally suggest even the one," Jack told him, pursing her lips in thought. She watched Jon, "Just what exactly the fuck are you doing?"