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Caritas; Wednesday [08/21].

Man. Summer hoped that it was maybe a little busy at the bar tonight, that it wouldn't be too quiet of a day, because her brain had been in full-on business mode pretty much since Monday morning and not even the Wednesday activity could get it to stop. So she wouldn't mind distractions in the form of customers because she actually really liked this job, especially that aspect of it, and at least that was going to translate well into the new shop, but more so than it ever did with T&C.

If she didn't have many customers tonight, though, she was likely going to pretty much spend the whole time on her phone, going through all sorts of information on equipments and pricing and decor ideas (there was a nice little rabbit hole that was pretty much impossible to crawl out of) and where she could possibly find the best bulk gelatin bang for her buck, and, ohgod, there was so much work to do, but she couldn't help being sucked in by it all, and someone please save her from herself and the impending---

---oooh, look! Cat videos! How Summer managed to trip her way into a slew of cat videos when looking up various jello mold pans was anyone's guess, but that truly was the incredible power of the internet.

Wednesday Jello Shot Special!
Coconut ~~Papaya~~ Meiloorun
First One Free to All Wednesday Activity Participants!

Hey, you didn't think she was going to take a little skip on over to outer space and not come back with some fresh meiloorun, did you?

Caritas is open!

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Rey wasn't sure if Summer actually was here on Wednesdays or not, but she was last week according to radio, so she showed up. Sure, Rey had seen her since she'd been back, but they'd also been toys, so that didn't exactly count as catching up.

"Am I interrupting?"

"Oh, yeah," said Summer, wryly, as she took a moment to turn her phone toward Rey so that she could see the very important gif she was watching over and over again because jesus christ, cats. She grinned a little. "Definitely. This is extremely important research right now."

Well, it had been, at one point, but Summer'd gotten thoroughly distracted since then. Either way, since Kitty definitely wasn't paying her to sit around watching cat gifs all day (now that would be living the dream!), she watched it one more time because how could she not?, before putting the phone away.

"What can I get for you, Rey?"

"Just water?" Honestly Rey had been in here like twice and didn't actually know what they had. "What kind of research was that?"

Summer shrugged a little at both the order and the question, filling up a glass for Rey and setting it in front of her nicely with a coaster.

"It started as research into some kitchen equipment," she explained, "but then somehow it just turned into cats."

And...really, considering how many times she'd tried to eat her cat this summer, that transition might have worried her, if it weren't for just the simple nature of the internet which, let's be honest, had about an eighty percent chance of always just ending up on cats.

"Is there maybe kitchen equipment for cats?" asked Rey, who hadn't spent enough time on the internet and now was trying to make it make sense.

"I swear sometimes my cat throws up just so she can eat it," Summer noted, "so if there is, I don't think I want any part of it, and this is coming from someone who made banana meatloaf in class the other week, so...."

She shrugged again, then shifted the subject with a faint smile. "But, hey, it's nice to see you again and not made of plastic this time!"

Definitely going up there on the list of Weirdest Time for a Reunion.

"You, too. I could have had better timing."

Shut up, that timing was perfect.

"How have you been?"

"Busy," Summer told her, with emphasis, and deep sigh, because she'd had a pretty packed couple of ~~handwavey~~ days. "Trying to squeeze in a bunch of the stuff I had planned to do last week, but sort of ran into a pretty big roadblock there..."

And then she tilted her head thoughtfully for a moment at Rey, trying to go back and remember how much of her grand scheme was in place the last time she was here, and really finding it impossible, because the last few months sort of took over her brainspace and she could barely remember things that happened in July, at this point, much less further back.

"I've had a busy summer, actually," she offered. "I'm getting things set up to go out to Kanan and Hera's little slice of that galaxy," how many versions of that galaxy were present here? You know it was bad when even Summer with her own little dozens of dimensions had trouble keeping track, "see what I can do to help."

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"Oh! That's good!" They kind of needed all the help they could get. "When?"

The encouraging response managed to help make Summer's smile not seem quite as nervous as she felt, at least. "Soon?" she offered, since her current plan definitely had a lot of wiggle room from Putting It Off As Long as Possible. "I was just out there looking for where I'm going to finally set up base, and....I think....I think I pretty much decided. I just..." She wrinkled her nose a ilttle. "Kind of need to talk to Kanan first, before anything's set in stone."

And what a fun conversation that was going to be! Summer was super looking forward to it!

"Is it going to be a bad talk?" Rey asked, watching her.

Why use Jedi powers when there were nose wrinkles?

Slightly sheepish and nervous lip-bites were pretty helpful, too.

"Well," Summer said, hedging slightly, "...it probably won't be good..."

But just straight up calling it bad sounded so...well, bad.

"Don't say anything to him, though," she rushed in. "I don't want him to worry about it, not until absolutely necessary, especially with everything that happened last week. BUt I...really don't see him being too happy with some of the...finer details of my plans."

Which, you know, was kind of tough shit for him, because she'd been thinking about this for months now, and it was the best way for this to happen, whether he liked it or not, and it was going to happen, whehter he liked it or not, because Summer had a ship now and there was nothing he could do short of sabotaging that ship to stop her, and even then, hello, Portals, and even if he got to the Portalocity gnomes before her, she had access to her own (well, sort of) portal gun, sooo....

Say what you will about Operation Space Jello, but there was no denying that it had been given considerable thought.

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"I won't say anything," Rey promised. Though she was deeply curious. "That's yours to tell. What's so bad about it?"

Summer wasn't really sure exactly where Rey fell on the scale of all this, but she figured she could maybe judge a little bit by her reaction. Sort of like when she told Kaidan; either it wouldn't mean much to her, or she would just get it, and understand...why it would be an issue and why it was also the best choice.

"It's Coruscant," she said, instinctively flinching thanks to all the times she'd gone over those words in her head, but to a different audience, and glancing around to hopefully catch the eye of a squirrel in the bar to give them a good don't be a dick and include that little nuggest in your notes, I'll give you booze later look. "I'm gonna be heading to Coruscant."

Rey fell into the first category. She knew what Coruscant was, but didn't have a reference for why it would be an issue.

So she leaned forward and said, "Okay," expecting more.

And Summer nodded, because that gave her what she needed to know.

"Kanan can't go to Coruscant," she offered to illuminate the issue a little more. "Because it's also, like, Grand Central Station for the Empire right now."

Pause.

"Right now," she amended, "for when I'll be there."

Seriously, timelines.

"Oh." She knew Kanan's reasons for why he wouldn't want to go there, even if Little Miss Gets Marched Into the Supreme Leader's Throne Room over here at least so far didn't relate. "You won't be stuck there, though, right? You can leave?"

"Well, yeah," Summer said, "theoretically. But I've also got to sort of stay under the radar, you know? Not draw too much attention, and if I'm sitting there bouncing all around the galaxy all the time and making little mysterious out-of-galaxy joyrides, it may raise a few eyebrows. The business is going to be a good front for excuses when I need to go places, but I'll have to be careful not to push anything too far."

"I guess that's rebel life for you," Rey said, considering. "But I'm sure there's ways to get around it. What business?"

Rebellion always had suited her better.

"Oof," Summer said, blinking with a realization, "it really has been a while, hasn't it? I'm going to be opening a jello shop. Turns out there's a severely untapped market for unique gelatin creations out there in space. So what I've got planned is just sort of like a cantina....but with jello."

It was gonna be straight fire.

Rey wasn't entirely sure she'd ever get the Jello thing. She just never expected her food to wobble.

"It's been a year," Rey said. "It definitely does sound like something you're fit to do."

Summmer grinned a little, but her shrug was meant to be innocent. "Just a small planet girl," she said, "trying to make it in the big city peddling her weird wiggly food. Nothing to see here."

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"You're going to be great at it, I know it," Rey told her, smiling. "Even on Coruscant."

"Oh," said Summer, dropping the modesty just as quickly as she'd picked it up, "you don't have to tell me that. I just got back from there this morning and I love it out there. But if you want to pass those thoughts onto Kanan once I finally drop the bomb on him, that would be great."

"I'll try. But he's going to worry no matter what."

She spoke from experience. With a new phone.

"Yeaaahhhhhh," Summer sighed the suffering sigh of a woman who had long since accepted such a fate, "I know."

Thanks a lot, space dad-slash-BFF.

Summer took a moment to check on Rey's water, filling it for her if it looked a little low, before helping herself to one of her jello shots and leaning forward with her arms folded on the bar.

"So," she said, "your turn now. There's no way I'm going to believe that you left for a year and came back with all those mystical space superpowers and there's not a story there."

"There's a story," Rey said with a sigh. "I barely know how how to explain it. I helped a droid and an ex-stormtrooper and everything turned upside down."

"..and then one thing leads to another, and the next thing you know? Bam. Jedi powers?"

If Summer's tone seemed to suggest that maybe Rey might have been skipping a few steps there, well...it was. It definitely was. And really hoping she had been, too, because if that was all it took? Summer was definitely going to avoid helping any droids or ex-stormtroopers while she was out there. All that Force business sounded like way more trouble than it was worth.

Rey should figure out a way to explain all this, but she really thought anyone who would care had probably already asked.

"Kanan figured it out about me a while ago, but I didn't believe him. And then there was a lightsaber, and then I was searching for a Jedi Master, and that went badly, and now I'm here."

Went 'badly'? Rey, you were a terrible storyteller. Summer was 110% convinced you were leaving out all the really good, juicy bits. Like, this wasn't even the Cliff Notes version; this was the Cliff Notes of the Cliff Notes.

But that was fine, Summer could accept that.

For now.

Summer was going to give Rey a bit of an unimpressed look, though, before asking, with a bit more interest, "Is Kanan going to be training you?"

She totally was! There was stuff she hadn't even gotten into with Kanan yet!

Rey nodded. "There are some others I want to talk to-" Looking at you, Anakin. "-but he offered, and now he's stuck with me."

She'd stalked Luke for days, she was not above stubbornly asking for help.

"I'm pretty sure with Kanan," said Summer fondly, "it's the other way around, but he'd probably like your version better.

"But that's good," she added emphatically. "That's really good; I think that'll be good for both of you, really."

Especially him.

Assuming nothing 'went badly,' anyway.

"I hope so. I haven't had much luck there, but I trust him."

Also her father figure types were having even worse luck lately.

"Keep an eye on him for me, too," Summer said. "Especially since I'm not going to be around to keep saving his ~~flat~~ butt."

She was allowed to worry, too, dammit!

In fact, she'd argue that she had even more cause for concern rather than vice versa.

"I will. And at least after last week it should be months before anything tries to kill us again," Rey pointed out.

And that's when Summer sort of looked at Rey like she'd maybe grown a second, tinier head or something, then blinked.

"Right," she reminded herself. "You just got back. No, man, this has been more of an every-other-week sort of thing lately. This summer has been literally insane. That last one did sort of have this whole air of finality to it, so maybe it's done now that we're moving into fall, but, yeah, do not be surprised if next week, you're eating those words. Possibly as a monster. Because that was totally a thing."

"Kanan kept me updated as it was happening." Sometimes while dealing with it! It made Friday calls interesting some weeks. "But I'm going to believe in the island this time."

"Truly spoken like someone who experienced it all second-hand," said Summer with a snort. "I hope you're right, though. It would be just my luck, too, that the island snaps out of it just as I'm about to finally get the hell out of Dodge."

"If it makes you feel better you can blame my arrival," Rey offered.

She was pretty cool with the idea of some quiet here. Please let it be quiet.

"Oh, that would definitely make me feel better," Summer decided. "Rey, the Newbie Jedi Peacebringer."

"What's a meiloorun?" Seivarden asked, leaning against the bar. "Not that I'm going to try it."

Better not get Summer's hopes up.

And almost, almost, for a brief second, Summer thought maybe she could actually try to convince her, but, nope, nope. Seivarden was just going to hit the ground running with the reminders that she was terrible, lest anyone start getting the wrong impression.

"It's a fruit from space," she explained, figuring that was the easiest way to do it. "From the galaxy where Kanan and Hera are from, and, even though we have it at the store now, it's Hera's favorite, so I wanted to bring back some fresh for her while I was out there. And also to work into some new recipes."

Pause.

"Which you should try, because, honestly, why the hell not? Are you afraid you might actually like something?"

"It's jello. How do you even drink jello?"

That wasn't the main reason, but it was the best reason Seivarden could come up with.

"Anyway," she said. "I'll have a beer. And I wanted to talk to you about something."

"You swallow it," said Summer, in the tone of someone who couldn't believe she was standing there having to explain swallowing to a grown-ass person.

But she got Seivarden her beer and set it down in front of her on a nice coaster, and had to admit, that last part did pique her interest. "Yeah?" she asked, reminding herself not to get too hyped for anything actually interesting, it was probably going to wind up being super boring and dumb. "What's up?"

"Well," Seivarden said. "You know we talked about... some things in your universe I might be interested in."

She reached for the glass and took a sip.

"Don't worry," Summer had to smirk at that, "I plan to get you good and set up before I take off for good. But if you need something before then, I haven't been going through my own supply nearly as quick lately," being a toy for a week could do that, "I could probably spare some."

"Well, if that's the case," Seivarden said. "I wouldn't mind it. Especially not after the past couple of months."

"What?" asked Summer. "Like they've been rough, or something?"

Seivarden just looked at Summer, while taking a sip from her beer. Then she said: "I really wish I could go on vacation to somewhere civilized."

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