From the Roof of the MCA to the Moon! Thursday Afternoon

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan was still kind of uncertain about how he'd wound up agreeing to this. But here he was, running systems checks on the Escape, the fish still sandwiched between two pillows, screaming out its muffled Sabotage refrain like that didn't particularly matter.

He had to admit, the idea of dumping it off on-or-at-least-near the moon was pretty appealing, though. The rest of it?

"You comfortable, there?"

Well, the rest of it was a bit awkward.

[OOC: For one!]

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[uncertain_dume]

Yeah, Kanan was going to leap on that out. It was all about the places and not at all about circumstance, really.

"That was the plan, yeah. It doesn't need to be on the moon to be out of our hair. I'm just as happy with it floating around space if you are."

[sith_happened]

"Singing its terrible songs, probably," Anakin said, shuddering.

[uncertain_dume]

"Yeah," Kanan agreed easily, "but in space. Where nobody has to hear it."

It was even going to get blown out of that airlock while still strapped in between two pillows. So there was going to be the double whammy of a pillow muffler and no atmosphere to keep that damn thing silent. It would be blissful.

[sith_happened]

"And good riddance to it," Anakin said.

The fish will remember, Anakin. It will remember your betrayal.

Or something.

[uncertain_dume]

Anakin... Anakin...

The fish knows.

Kanan grinned as they came up on the moon, falling easily into an orbit around it.

"Would you like to do the honors?"

Please, please do it. Eject the fish.