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All right, Hera had shirts. She had gone to sleep in a shirt, she had just bought shirts at the store, and she didn't have so many things that she'd have lost them!

She was pretty sure Kanan wasn't the sort to steal all her shirts for a joke, and anyway all of his seemed to be missing too, and Chopper was still back on the Ghost (she had checked).

She had finally resorted to weaving her new scarf around her and tying it, in lieu of an actual top.

Then she went to make caf. She was not dealing with whatever this was without caf.


[Open post, though if you don't live there, you'd better knock!]

Date: 2017-03-07 01:24 am (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Facepalm Forever)
From: [personal profile] uncertain_dume
Kanan blew out a breath, and then nodded, trying to act like, hey, that wasn't a big deal at all. Really. Just another thing he could do. Like catching large falling objects with his mind. Whatever.

"Great," he said. "We can skip town, let someone else deal with it..."

Feel terrible about it. Worry the entire while. He buried his face in his hand for a moment.

"Or just... brace for it. Or whatever seems right at the time."

For all the insisting that he did that he didn't just randomly help people, he was actually kind of terrible at it in practice.

Date: 2017-03-07 01:44 am (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Facepalm Thoroughly)
From: [personal profile] uncertain_dume
He'd gone full Jedi Padawan in every way except for the robes and the braid, the last time the island had gone to hell.

... And there had been a braid, at that. It just hadn't been his.

"You're smirking," he accused. He still had his hand over his face, but look, he just knew these things.

Date: 2017-03-07 02:47 am (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Headache)
From: [personal profile] uncertain_dume
"Here's where I start protesting that I don't just go around helping people again," Kanan announced, wrinkling his nose. "And then you smirk even more and I end up making a big show about being disgusted with myself and the galaxy in general."

He uncovered his face, nose still wrinkled.

"Isn't it?"

Date: 2017-03-07 03:12 am (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Eyeroll)
From: [personal profile] uncertain_dume
"Uuuuuuugh," Kanan groaned, throwing his head back and looking up at the ceiling. "That would make me a quitter, Hera. I'm not a quitter, either."

... Actually, he kind of was. That was one of his survival tactics. Quit often, move on.

Date: 2017-03-07 02:46 pm (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Sourface)
From: [personal profile] uncertain_dume
"It would mean admitting I'm..." Dammit, Kanan kind of let that sentence drift off so that he could pick apart the corner he'd just backed himself into. He sighed. "Can we just go back to pretending I don't actually care? That part's easier."

Look at him, admitting it was an act. That was like forward progress, if you squinted a lot.

Date: 2017-03-07 05:33 pm (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Hmmph)
From: [personal profile] uncertain_dume
Kanan wrinkled his nose and waved a hand behind his head, though there really wasn't any effort being put forth to try to get her away from his hair. Congrats, Hera. You'd reached the 'allowed to tug the ponytail' zone.

At present, you were the only person in that zone.

"I appreciate that," he decided. "I have a reputation to uphold, and all."

Date: 2017-03-07 05:49 pm (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Actual Disaster Kanan Jarrus)
From: [personal profile] uncertain_dume
"He definitely doesn't help people. Not when he can avoid it," he supplied, helpfully. "His favorite place to spend his time is passed out on the floor, behind the bar at the local cantina."

Okay, it had been a while since he'd been found like that.

But so help him if he found another bar with ryncol...

Date: 2017-03-07 06:46 pm (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Trouble)
From: [personal profile] uncertain_dume
"Do you?" Kanan gave her a little grin. "And here I thought you were trying to cultivate an air of mysteriousness. I'm at least a little surprised you'll be seen in public with me, you know."

... He kind of was.

Date: 2017-03-07 07:03 pm (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Drunkish Dashing)
From: [personal profile] uncertain_dume
"I'm just hairy enough," Kanan countered. Through a broadening grin. Hey, if he was going to be classified as arm candy, that was a definite step up from 'not a bad guy, but I don't take passengers.' "You know, for a human."

Date: 2017-03-07 08:29 pm (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Actual Disaster Kanan Jarrus)
From: [personal profile] uncertain_dume
"Well, your other crew member is a droid," Kanan snorted. "And I'm not even all that hairy, even so far as humans go."

He could be much hairier! He was pretty average on the 'hairy humans' scale!

Date: 2017-03-08 01:08 am (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Hopeful Dork)
From: [personal profile] uncertain_dume
"It was just that one time," Kanan laughed, shaking his head. "Mornings are shower times, now, lesson learned."

He just didn't want to get kicked again.

Date: 2017-03-08 01:33 am (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Actual Disaster Kanan Jarrus)
From: [personal profile] uncertain_dume
Kanan shrugged, still smirking.

"No clue," he admitted. "Probably that Turtle & Canary place. I hear they have pretty much everything."

Pretty much.

More or less.

Except duct tape, whatever that was.

Date: 2017-03-08 01:58 am (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Little Smirk)
From: [personal profile] uncertain_dume
"Works for me," Kanan replied, nodding his agreement. "I don't think that umbrella is going to hold up to much more punishment, anyway."

And even if it did, he didn't imagine he would.

"Besides... it's comfortable in here. I was starting to forget what it was like to be on a ship that wasn't just built with hopefully not exploding in mind."

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