In Orbit Around Endor, Kanan and Hera's GFFA, Thursday Afternoon

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"So," Kanan said, leaning back comfortably in the co-pilot seat in the cockpit of the Ghost, "the way I figure, we're going on a scouting mission, right? We've got the ship, Summer's got her wobbly things, there, and now we get to go on a grand tour of the Galaxy to see if Hera and I are the only sentients who," were crazy enough to, "like Summer's jelly things. So we start with a variety, right? We've got human and Twi'lek covered, let's go with something a little different."

He gestured to the lush forest moon that appeared before them on the viewscreen, orbiting a gas giant a little farther off. Well. 'A little.' It was all a bit relative in space. There were eight other moons out there, too, but none of them were quite as lush and green as this one.

"Enter, Endor. The Island made a pit-stop there back when I was new to the place, so it isn't a complete unknown. It's in the Outer Rim, so we're about as far out as we can get without hitting Wild Space or the Unknown Regions - I promise, you won't do good business in the Unknown Regions. Probably. And it's got at least two sentient native species that might or might not have a taste for stuff suspended in more stuff, though you're more likely to see Yuzzums wandering the Galaxy than Ewoks. As far as I can tell, most Ewoks are homebodies. And I'm not saying you're going to be setting up a five-star restaurant in the middle of the jungle here or anything, but it's a start."

And, so far as Kanan saw it, since it was so far from the Imperial Core, it was possibly a good place to give Summer a first taste of their Galaxy without immediately getting shot at.

He maybe hadn't factored in spears. Or boarwolves. Or condor dragons.

"So, do we want to take the Ghost down, or leave her in orbit with Chop and take the Phantom instead? It might be easier to find somewhere to land with a smaller ship. Maybe we can even give Summer a crack at the controls."

[OOC: For those two ladies!]

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[somethingwithturquoise]

A bit more speed was exactly what Summer intended, too. What she got, though, was a nice little jolt and surge from the nice cocktail of nervous and excitement running through her. She cringed, gripping the controls much too tightly as she tried to smooth out the increased speed.

"Sorry."


[[and sorry here, too, guys! my brain decided it needed to take a nice long break from....everything yesterday]]

[uncertain_dume]

"Hey, relax," Kanan said calmly, even as his hand reached down to grip the edge of the seat on the side of his chair opposite Summer's field of vision. "Take it easy, work your way up to it. There's no hurry, we can kill an hour or two up here just letting you get a feel for flying this thing before we go anywhere down there."

Unless the jello melted first. That would be unfortunate.

[OOC: No worries! Happens to us all.]

[somethingwithturquoise]

Although Summer would like to think that she could manage to spin "jello soup" as a thing, especially to people who had never even known was regular jello even was.

Still, she had to make a small face at the suggestion. "An hour or two?" she asked. "I mean, flying's great, but I can practice landing on my own dumb old moon. The one that doesn't have Yazzums and Ewoks to meet and mingle with."

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"Fair enough," Kanan replied, holding up the hand that wasn't currently in a death grip on the chair. "Fly around until you're ready to bring her down, then. The locals aren't going anywhere, but I can take you up over Earth again another time to get those hours in."

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"Or I can," Hera said. "You should get to know a few different ships. For now, you can head down here. It's at the edge of the forest, so equal chance of seeing Yuzzums or Ewoks."

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"Yesssssssss," said Summer, gripping the wheel, bouncing slightly, grinning in a faintly manic way that might have made weaker hearts worried.

But, despite the clear excitement, she was extra careful not to lurch on the acceleration again as she brought the little ship down toward the ground. Her jaw was clenched as tight as her knuckles as she poured every bit of concentration into pulling off the perfect landing.

Which it most certainly wasn't. But it could have been a lot worse.

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"See? Practically a professional now."

He'd check for damage to the chassis once they got back to the island.

"Maybe we'll get Hera to dock her into the Ghost when we head back, though. That requires a little more finesse."

A lot more finesse.

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"Maybe." Hera shrugged. "Relax," She said to SXummer. "The Phantom's pretty forgiving, and if you do anything really wrong I'll tell you." And probably grab the wheel if she had to. "Just loosen up, and you'll do fine."

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Summer's eyes got really big for a brief moment.

Tell you, Summer. She said she'd tell you, not kill, calm the f down.

"Okay," she said, remembering to breath. "Cool."

And then two seconds later, she had her harnesses off and was reaching for the door. "Let's get going, then!"

The mix of adrenaline and excitement and nervousness and a little bit of fear if she was being honest in this small vessel was really dangerous blend.

[uncertain_dume]

It was one hell of a blend, wasn't it? Kanan nearly forgot to do his equipment check before heading out to follow her.

Lightsaber? Disassembled, in pieces on his belt, unrecognizable. Blaster? In his holster. Fresh power pack installed. And a spare set tucked away on his belt too, just in case. Not that he was planning on shooting at the locals, no, but in this galaxy?

If you could shoot, never leave home without one.

Hell, make sure you had one on you at home, too.

"Let's get going," he agreed, standing and making his way for the door. "Pawn off some jello, get acquainted with the locals."

[futurespacemom]

A bit bemused, Hera locked down the ship, secured her own blaster, and followed him.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Once she was out and retrieved her samples from where she'd secured them earlier, Summer took a cursory glance around to size the place up. "Oooooh," she said, "rustic!"

And while BDG had his equipment check, Summer now took care of hers. By pulling out her phone.

"Bummer, no service." Did she honestly expect that it? Maybe deep down in her heart, she had hoped. "So much for the live tweeting, but this is going to look so good on my Instagram later."

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"I was following you up through the 'no service,' part," Kanan noted, stepping up beside her. "If you're really dying for a connection, we can see if your phone can be patched in through one of our comms later."

Because Kanan was nothing if not an enabler.

Really, though, he probably ought to be careful, lest he give her a means to start live-tweeting rebellion missions later on.

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"Ohmygod," said Summer, rolling her eyes just a little as she tucked the phone back into her back pocket, "I think I can manage going off-the-grid for at least an afternoon. But if this becomes a thing, we're definitely going to have to figure something out.

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"We'll figure something out," Hera promised. "For now, let's see if we can get some of the locals to come out and trade."

She'd brought some nerf and assorted scrap, if the jello wasn't enough incentive.

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"This is the fun part," Kanan noted. "Because I have no idea how to get the locals' attention."

Had he mentioned that part? No? Well, this was meant to be an outing of discovery, and all.

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"Well," said Summer, after a moment of thinking and looking around and listening to hear if there were even any out there where she was. She figured there had to be; anyone would have noticed that landing.

"You said they liked music, right?" she ventured, smiling faintly. This could either be really good or really bad, but she figured, hey, she saw both of them had blasters, so...

She pulled up her music files on her phone and, after a bit of consideration, turned up her volume and held it up so it would play "Bohemian Rhapsody" as loud and clear as possible with such a little device in such a great big forest.

"Everybody love this song," she assured them, and then wondered if she could score extra credit for Music Appreciation class if it did work. She knew Dr. Lecter's husband would at least approve...

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Hell, Kanan approved.

"It is a pretty great song," he allowed, after listening to it for a little bit. "And it's pretty hard to mistake that for anything but music."

There was a moment's pause, and then he added, "How would a person go about dancing to this, anyway?"

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"I don't think it's necessarily a dancing song," Summer admitted after a moment of consideration. "It's more of a 'link-your-arm-over-your-friends-shoulder-and-sway-a-little-as-you-belt-it-out-at-the-top-of-your-lungs kind of song. Until the one part. In which case you headbang."

Which she would happily demonstrate if they got to that part before anything else happened.

[futurespacemom]

It wasn't a bad sounding song, no. Unfortunately, between the beats of that, it took Hera a while of looking around before she finally recognized the sound she was hearing apart from it.

"Oh, no. Blurrgs!" She grabbed for Summer to haul her back into the Phantom. It didn't look like a large stampede, but even ten or so would be more than enough to trample them.

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"Blurrg stampede? Since when were there blurrgs on Endor?!"

Where did you think they originated, Kanan? They weren't actually native to Ryloth. In any case, he was ducking the opposite way, practically launching himself up a tree. The fewer people trying to cram up onto the ship at once, the better. And hopefully he'd stand a better chance of fending off the crashing stampede of large, two-legged reptiles from higher ground.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"A blurrg what now?" Summer, startled, allowed herself to be dragged despite her confusion, eyes going wide as she didn't know where to focus. There was Miss Hera pulling her, her feet moving even if her brain hadn't caught up. BDG scurrying up a tree. And her phone nearly leaping out of her hand.

"No!" She reached for it, pulling away from Hera slightly, and managed to snatch it before it went too far, thankfully.

The samples hadn't been so lucky.

"My jello!" she cried out, but she knew it was too late, abandoning them to whatever fate it was Hera was trying to prevent her from suffering.

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"I've got it," Kanan called, looking around the clearing for a moment before leveling his blaster at a few vines keeping a half-fallen tree from completely crashing to the ground.

Pew, pew, pew, and the vines snapped, and the tree came falling down, providing a bit of an obstacle for any stampeding blurrgs to avoid. And none too soon, either. They came trampling around a corner, crashing their way into the clearing, and then leaping, one after the other, about as gracefully over the fallen log and the jello as was blurrgly possible.

Which wasn't very, admittedly. Blurrgs were not known for their grace.

[futurespacemom]

From the top of the Phantom's ramp, Hera saluted Kanan and grinned.

She was getting ready to head back down when it became apparent that Bohemian Rhapsody wasn't the only thing leading to the blurrg stampede. A group of somewhat disgruntled yuzzums followed, giving up when the blurrgs went into the trees, and eyeing them with curiosity and a bit of suspicion.

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And Summer wasn't so startled that she wasn't going to smirk at that salute.

But she bit her lip when she saw the attention they'd received from the other creatures that had emerged. "Um," she stared, peeking a little bit from behind Hera with a wave, "hi! Sorry! My bad!"

Yes, she knew they didn't speak...what did they call it? Basic? But she hoped tone would be pretty universal.

"Didn't mean to get your blurrgs all riled up. No more Queen, I promise!"