Kanan Jarrus, The Last Padawan (
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Kanan's Warehouse, Friday Morning and Afternoon
On the one hand, it was warm today.
On the other hand, it was raining. Kanan sighed as he walked outside, and by the time he'd made it to the park (which was really just across the street), it was clear enough that today was going to have to be an indoor day, whether he liked it or not.
You win, Fandom.
So if anybody needed Kanan today, he was going to be spending his morning doing his usual meditations in the warehouse. On his knees. On the floor. And his afternoon was going to be spent running through Soresu forms with his lightsaber.
Because routine was routine, okay?
[OOC: Open!]
On the other hand, it was raining. Kanan sighed as he walked outside, and by the time he'd made it to the park (which was really just across the street), it was clear enough that today was going to have to be an indoor day, whether he liked it or not.
You win, Fandom.
So if anybody needed Kanan today, he was going to be spending his morning doing his usual meditations in the warehouse. On his knees. On the floor. And his afternoon was going to be spent running through Soresu forms with his lightsaber.
Because routine was routine, okay?
[OOC: Open!]
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"Morning, Rey," he greeted, pleasantly. "How goes it?"
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"Too early? Nah, I was just getting settled in," and dried off, "for the morning. Heading out farther, huh? Get a good word on some new salvage or something?"
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"Well, I'll send good thoughts your way," Kanan offered. "Hopefully the sand is on your side today."
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"At the moment, I actually have no complaints," Kanan replied, after a moment's consideration. "My first class wasn't a disaster," poor Sabine, though, "Skywalker is doing those weekly summer activity things, so we'll see how long it takes before something gains sentience and decides it isn't happy with us. The new students seem to be a decent lot, thus far."
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First things first.
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"There wasn't a single prize to be seen this week, fish or otherwise," Kanan promised. "Skywalker did make us wear team shirts, though. I got puce."
Which still wasn't so bad. There were worse shades for his complexion than 'dried blood,' which was a color he used to wear on occasion mostly by virtue of being an idiot who got into trouble far too often.
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"Think that purple-red-brown color that human blood turns when you let it dry into your clothes," Kanan offered. "It's that. That exact shade."
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"I googled it," Kanan replied easily. "It's literally named after crushed fleas."
So, enjoy that mental image, Rey.
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"Either crushed fleas or flea crap," Kanan confirmed. Which really didn't make it much better. "Yep. The other teams got eye-blinding-green and an orange that didn't actually look like it was trying."
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"It was a relay race," Kanan replied. "I guess. I had to paddle a boat and steal a flag from some gulls, which at least is better than being the poor person who had to make somebody's ice cream order for them after knocking back something overly complicated from the Perk."
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She liked them just fine but it sounded like it involved pecking.
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Eh, Kanan had cheated. Seagulls were still chattery little jerks, but at least they responded as well to a bit of communicating through the Force as any other animal around here.
"They were messy and loud," he mused, "but not the worst thing I've ever had to deal with around here. And more or less harmless."
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"Did you win?"
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"Our team won," Kanan confirmed with a grin. "And the prize was that I don't have to wear puce anymore."
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"I'd say I won the greatest prize of them all," Kanan agreed. And then he barked a laugh. "And then I got to get my revenge on Skywalker for the puce by telling his grandson all about the fish last year."
So really, this had been a good week for him.
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Because seriously.
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"He mentioned the fish, momentarily, when introducing the games," Kanan noted, "but he left out all the important parts. Like how it was his damn fish in the first place."
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"He did help me try to abandon it on the moon," Kanan offered.
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"And he kept calling it back and passing it around to new people who hated it," he reasoned.
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Rey had had Kanan help her stick it in the freezer.
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"I think maybe Aphra did?" Kanan looked thoughtful. "Sidon liked the thing so much he kept it in the water the whole week..."
'Garbled waterlogged fish' had been a terrifying sound.
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"Is that reasoning, 'Sidon doesn't understand droids?'"
Chopper would've tasered him for trying.
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"I almost, almost feel sorry for the fish."
... Except there really were better ways of establishing that one was sentient than attempting to murder everyone.
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Remember this, Rey. For the future.
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And Kanan still questioned their sanity for that, but... hey.
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Sort of. She'd never trusted the thing.
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Fish was a jerk.
Kanan was also a jerk. Took one to know one?
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He figured he would have noticed. Maybe? Who knew. It was a droid, droids were tricky.
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She would have never cuddled it.
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That fish would've been out of luck anyway.