Kanan Jarrus, The Last Padawan (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
uncertain_dume) wrote2018-08-23 11:16 pm
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!]
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!]
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