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Kanan Jarrus, The Last Padawan ([personal profile] uncertain_dume) wrote2018-08-23 11:16 pm

MCA #3, Thursday Night

Kanan had been doing... impressively well, all things considered. Trip to Coruscant, re-treading old trauma, wrapping his head around the possibility of actually continuing his training.

Staying up all hours of the night, afraid to close his eyes.

Okay. Some things weren't going as well as others. Tonight was one of those nights, Kanan laying on the flat of his back, staring up at the ceiling. Sleep seemed to be evading him, taking a back seat to the shadows in his head, instead. And for not the first time this month, he tried to ignore it for as long as he could, tried to center himself, push beyond the pain so that he could at least get some rest, whether it would ultimately be restful or not.

However, after a good, long while of just sitting with his own thoughts tonight, he did something he hadn't done before.

"Hera...? You awake?"

[OOC: For one!]
futurespacemom: (caring)

[personal profile] futurespacemom 2018-08-24 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"There's no right or wrong way to feel things," Hera said. "You just do. You already are. Just because it's overwhelming doesn't mean you're doing it wrong. It wouldn't hurt like this if you weren't feeling it."
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[personal profile] futurespacemom 2018-08-24 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Hera held his hand. And maybe draped her lekku over the pillow to cradle his head, hush.

"All you can do is build it up again." She paused. "I don't know much about how Jedi do things, but could you try meditating?" She tried to remember how Master Kiwiiks did things, that one weekend. "Just...acknowledge it and let it go, isn't that how it goes?"
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[personal profile] futurespacemom 2018-08-25 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd be more worried if you weren't," Hera said. "But you're safe now, if you want to try."
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[personal profile] futurespacemom 2018-08-25 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
"What can I do to help?" Hera asked.
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[personal profile] futurespacemom 2018-08-25 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Hera huffed in laughter. "It's not weird. Whether you do or you don't. Why don't you just start talking? Say whatever you need to. If you break down a little, you do. If not, maybe just getting it out there will help."
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[personal profile] futurespacemom 2018-08-25 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Master Solo, the one with the cool ship?" Hera asked, grinning. "I met her. Might have some new ideas about cloaking for the Ghost."

"Which is not what we're talking about; sorry." She shook her head. "Will you go back, do you think? To either?"
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[personal profile] futurespacemom 2018-08-25 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
"You also know it'll hurt to go back. It'll remind you of what you've lost, and it might make hiding more difficult."

Hera squeezed his hand. "I'm not saying you shouldn't, but I'd understand if you didn't."
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[personal profile] futurespacemom 2018-08-25 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Good while it lasted, but really hard to leave behind?" Hera guessed.
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[personal profile] futurespacemom 2018-08-25 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Tell me about it," Hera prompted. "About him. I only met him for so long, and that wasn't exactly under normal circumstances."
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[personal profile] futurespacemom 2018-08-25 01:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Typical kid goals," Hera pointed out. "I was going to bring down all the Separatists and kick them off Ryloth for good. Nothing wrong with big dreams."
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[personal profile] futurespacemom 2018-08-25 01:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"That doesn't mean there was anything wrong with the dreams," Hera answered softly. "There's something wrong with the galaxy."

She leaned her head back against his. "I wish I'd known you at that age. We would've been terrors."
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[personal profile] futurespacemom 2018-08-25 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Hera wasn't leaning back, no. She was smiling. "In a week with time to spare. They'd have never known what hit them. And we'd have had Chopper, too."

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