Kanan's Warehouse, Friday Morning and Afternoon

[uncertain_dume]

Damn it, weather. As if the rain wasn't bad enough, the island had to double down and add thunderstorms to go with it? Kanan was starting to wonder if he'd ever get to train in the park again, especially since he had a growing sense of unease, a combination of the usual uncertainty leading up to the influx of new folks on the island and that gnawing feeling that something was going to happen.

He hated that feeling. It was never a good one, but it was almost always difficult to tell if what was looming was a weekend spent in a hellscape world or a weekend spent with fur.

You messed with Kanan's head, Fandom, and it irritated him enough that he was skipping meditating to go right into Soresu forms in the warehouse, drawing a certain sort of calm simply from old, familiar movements and the rumbling patter of rain on the roof.

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[unusual_sith]

Lana had also noted the heavy feeling in the air, but it was a bit less like looming and a bit more like anticipation.

Well, apart from being Sith, she had just spent several days killing things. And she liked lightning.

She wasn't quite ready to give up the fighting just yet, though, so maybe Kanan would be up for it?

She stopped in the doorway and waved and waited.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan nodded at her mid-step, course-corrected, turned into another downward strike with his lightsaber before lowering it and relaxing his stance, guttering the blade in the same gesture.

"Lana," he greeted. "Welcome back."

No, she hadn't announced she was leaving, but it wasn't hard to notice the slight shift in the Force when the island's most amicable Sith went on vacation.

[unusual_sith]

Well, technically the island's only Sith, unless you counted Ana...okay, point.

"Thanks," she said. "This weather's so full of energy, I thought I'd see if you felt like sparring."

[uncertain_dume]

"The weather is indeed full of that," Kanan agreed, that statement punctuated by the rumble of thunder outside. "Sparring doesn't sound half bad, really."

He was crawling out of his skin as it was.

[unusual_sith]

Lana smiled, came in, and lit her lightsaber (yes, setting it to low power).

"Has it been like this all week?"

[uncertain_dume]

"Which? Wet, or," he paused a moment, considering the right word as he ignited his blade again, "waiting?"

[unusual_sith]

"Either," Lana said. "Both."

[uncertain_dume]

"More waiting than wet," Kanan replied, and then slid into the opening stance of Soresu. "I don't trust the quiet at all."

[unusual_sith]

Lana hummed in thought as she centered herself and struck. "Graduation is coming up." She'd heard stories.

[uncertain_dume]

"There's that," Kanan agreed, parrying the strike with ease. "There's usually something going on there."

He wasn't so sure that was it, though.

[unusual_sith]

"I've heard of attacks. Is there anything it's best to do to prepare?"

She circled and struck again, high then low.

[uncertain_dume]

"Only if you're the one graduating," Kanan replied, swerving out of the way, parrying the second blow, and then countering with a strike toward her shoulder as he straightened up again. "Otherwise, there's no getting in there."

[unusual_sith]

Lana caught his blade on hers. "So, just be ready with the Force, then." She pushed him back and swept a slice at his midsection.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan happened to like both his midsection and the shirt that was covering it today, and so he brought his lightsaber up again to block as he dug his heel into the floor for balance.

"Hm," he nodded his head side to side in a sort of so-so gesture, since his hands were otherwise occupied. "Be ready always, but be aware that once something goes after the graduates at the ceremony, there isn't a hell of a lot we'll be able to do for them."

[unusual_sith]

Lana frowned. "I don't like the sound of that." She feinted left and struck right.

[uncertain_dume]

"It's not a great time," Kanan agreed, ducking and weaving to avoid the incoming blade, "but they're Fandom graduates. They survived the island this long already."

[unusual_sith]

"So it throws one last thing at them to see if it can kill them?" Lana scowled as she circled. "I thought this place was different than the Sith Academy."

She struck overhand and kicked at his legs. "I'm surprised you're so blase about it."

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan shrugged and flipped backwards out of reach again, landing in a crouch before springing up and lashing out at her with his blade.

"Don't get me wrong," he replied, "I'm not exactly thrilled about it. But students get warnings going in to either arm themselves or gear up for trouble. Missing the ceremony is an option if fighting absolutely isn't. They aren't any less graduated if they do so. And I'm reasonably certain we haven't had a graduation injury more severe than a few scrapes... ever."

It was hard to get concerned about a ceremony that was demonstrably less dangerous than his Intitiate Trials could have been.