Hera Syndulla

Kanan could take care of himself; Hera knew that. He had been for years before he met her. That wasn't going to stop her worrying a bit. So, when she got a chance to do something about it...well. Fandom was nice, but she really belonged doing more back home anyway.

She still had commitments here, though (and she wasn't thinking of the scrapyard). So, she was sitting in the open cargo bay of the Ghost and waiting.



[For one, but anyone that wants to say goodbye to Hera, this is that post.]

So, Hera and Kanan had a son. Or rather, Hera did, and his father was Kanan. And...not in the picture. Currently said son was off spending time with a friend he'd made yesterday, and Hera hardly felt she had the parental authority to say no, not to mention a little breather might be nice.

She'd set up shop at the Ghost tonight, as a comfortable and friendly place to be, and tugged Kanan along after her, along with some beer. And bribed Chopper into staying outside and guarding Stance.


[For the one! And will undoubtedly contain full Rebels spoilers.]