Kanan Jarrus, The Last Padawan (
uncertain_dume) wrote2018-08-01 09:47 pm
MCA #3, Wednesday Afternoon
So... it was finally Kanan's turn to inherit the singing monstrosity. Which was almost fitting, in away. After all, he'd 'won' the thing by singing. Monstrously.
Kanan's time with the fish started, probably predictably, with a round of The Song That Doesn't End blaring directly into his mind, followed by a small fireworks display and a sudden vomit of glitter and confetti.
It had gotten worse from there.
He was looking slightly irritated by the time he made it to the door of his apartment, with the fish screaming Sabotage and stinking like pumpkin spice from under one armpit. He'd tried shutting it up by smashing it against a brick wall on the way - a move he'd never admit to - and the fish had healed from the damage.
So. Day one of his week with the fish had officially begun.
He could already hear his dog crying on the other side of the door.
[OOC: OPEN. COME VISIT. WHAT A FISH.]
Kanan's time with the fish started, probably predictably, with a round of The Song That Doesn't End blaring directly into his mind, followed by a small fireworks display and a sudden vomit of glitter and confetti.
It had gotten worse from there.
He was looking slightly irritated by the time he made it to the door of his apartment, with the fish screaming Sabotage and stinking like pumpkin spice from under one armpit. He'd tried shutting it up by smashing it against a brick wall on the way - a move he'd never admit to - and the fish had healed from the damage.
So. Day one of his week with the fish had officially begun.
He could already hear his dog crying on the other side of the door.
[OOC: OPEN. COME VISIT. WHAT A FISH.]

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"No just leaving. I might take my time coming back now and again. I can't make promises in case anything happens back home, either. But... no just leaving with the intent to stay gone. Sound fair?"
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That was so much of a lie it was a little surprising his pants didn't actually, physically, catch fire.
"Wondering if something I said was what sent you screaming on out of here, and then having you not come back.."
That was another story. He couldn't even finish that sentence. He wouldn't deal with that at all well.
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Really, how did you top the purge, anyway?
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It's not like he went and asked a bunch of other Jedi to come train you or anything. Oh. Wait.
Kaidan just nodded. He wasn't sure he trusted his voice just then.
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Sometimes even more.
Kanan tilted his head and lifted his jaw a little as he regarded Kaidan for a moment.
"We're good. Okay?"
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Or the fact that he'd be doing the same the minute he got home this night. Except this time, if the phone rang, he damn well wasn't answering. It could just go to voice mail.
"Sure," he agreed, lifting a shoulder, "We're good."
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"You good?"
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"And you hate it when I dodge that question." He sighed and shook his head. "Go to bed, you stubborn mynock. You look like hell."
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Drinking, sobbing, a nice hot shower. You know. Therapy.
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"Okay," Kanan replied, sounding... somewhat dubious, but letting it go. "Just see to it that you do face the day later, or I'll have to break in and kick your ass."
He said. With love.
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"You won't have to. I have to open the shop at nine, but I think I'm going to need a date with a giant mug of caffeine at some point."
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As if on cue, the fish started screeching again.
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