Kanan Jarrus, The Last Padawan (
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fandomtownies2019-04-19 11:22 am
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Kanan's Warehouse, Friday Morning and Afternoon
Another wet one out there meant another Friday spent in the warehouse, with Kanan meditating his way through the morning and on as long as he could get away with before anybody's arrival to train. Today, rather than simply reaching out in the Force, he was levitating the disparate parts of his lightsaber around himself, quietly probing each piece to make certain it was all just so.
Basically giving the whole thing a mystical tune-up. Not that it was especially necessary, not since Master Kiwiiks had gone at it again the other weekend while he was busy being a dirty wizard hobo, but it was good, too, to be aware of just what she'd done with it.
One of these weekends Hera would turn into an ancient, long dead Jedi Master, and he would be himself, instead of a round cat or a scruffy Zemnian man with a lithe cat, and wouldn't that be an experience?
[OOC: Open!]
Basically giving the whole thing a mystical tune-up. Not that it was especially necessary, not since Master Kiwiiks had gone at it again the other weekend while he was busy being a dirty wizard hobo, but it was good, too, to be aware of just what she'd done with it.
One of these weekends Hera would turn into an ancient, long dead Jedi Master, and he would be himself, instead of a round cat or a scruffy Zemnian man with a lithe cat, and wouldn't that be an experience?
[OOC: Open!]

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