Kanan Jarrus, The Last Padawan (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
uncertain_dume) wrote2018-11-04 10:42 am
uncertain_dume) wrote2018-11-04 10:42 am
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Onoam, The GFFA, Sunday Evening Fandom Time
"Against my better judgment, we're going Mid Rim tonight," Kanan announced, leading Summer away from where he'd landed the Escape, in a grassy field not far from a somewhat affluent city center on one of Naboo's moons. "You want a place with connections, here is where you go to get connections."
He glanced up at the pinkish sky and smiled crookedly as he walked. The cantina in question was only a few minutes away, on the city's outskirts, which was also a point in its favor.
"Pretty place, if you like grass, I suppose." He cast a glance Summer's way. "The people in the city around here have money, we're not too likely to fall into too much trouble in this cantina, but a lot of the industry here comes from miners from just out of town. Even odds we're walking into their watering hole, and if it's after hours today you'll likely meet some of the local... flavor."
Really, after-hours with a mining crew were some of the best hours Kanan had ever spent in his life. This was going to be a treat either way.
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He glanced up at the pinkish sky and smiled crookedly as he walked. The cantina in question was only a few minutes away, on the city's outskirts, which was also a point in its favor.
"Pretty place, if you like grass, I suppose." He cast a glance Summer's way. "The people in the city around here have money, we're not too likely to fall into too much trouble in this cantina, but a lot of the industry here comes from miners from just out of town. Even odds we're walking into their watering hole, and if it's after hours today you'll likely meet some of the local... flavor."
Really, after-hours with a mining crew were some of the best hours Kanan had ever spent in his life. This was going to be a treat either way.
[OOC: For one!]
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For a change.
She started searching a little herself, even if she didn't know exactly what she was looking for. How hard could it be? Probably bright lights, a lot of people and sounds, maybe music.
...music...
"Oh, hey," said Summer, sounding thoughtful for a moment, "what was the name of that style of music you really like, again?"
To her credit, she even managed to mostly keep a straight face.
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"You know what it's called, Summer."
It wasn't fair, dammit. He just wanted to listen to his jizz without remembering everyone's reaction to the name of it, and that was just no longer possible.
"Core drive."