MCA #3, Saturday Morning

[uncertain_dume]

Well, this was an awkward way to wake up.

That was the first thought through his head as he realized he wasn't in the bed alone. There was somebody else in that bed with him - lekku, warm to the touch, a Twi'lek, though he couldn't dredge up a name for her if his life depended on it - and just the fact that he was waking up half-curled around a person whose name he couldn't even remember was enough to jolt him awake just that little bit more.

There was something at the food of the bed, too and a quick glance down didn't betray much in the dim morning light beyond that it was some kind of animal, maybe the Twi'lek girl's pet? Which meant that he was definitely the one intruding here. Made sense. He didn't recognize the room, either. Couldn't even remember the situation that put him here in the first place.

Hell, he must've been pretty drunk last night, then. Couldn't remember the girl, the place, how he even got to be here...

His own name...?

"Wait, what?"

Oh, he had a bad feeling about this.

[OOC: For that lovely green lady! Or any visitors that might take place after the Hera thread!]

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[futurespacemom]

The noise woke her, and she rolled over, to find a strange human in bed with her. She blinked, startled, and sat up, then looked around. Wait, where was she? Shouldn't she be...well, where had she been before this?

...Who was she?

[uncertain_dume]

He held up his hands, blew out a little breath. Okay. She was just as confused as he was.

Bad sign.

"Easy," he said, carefully. "Easy. You're safe. Whatever is going on here, you're safe."

Of that, he seemed reasonably certain. Wasn't sure how or why, but he trusted that much, at least.

[futurespacemom]

"Am I?" She narrowed her eyes at him, though he didn't seem threatening. "What's going on?"

[uncertain_dume]

"I... don't actually know," he replied, sitting up and brushing his hair out of his face. "I'm afraid I don't know much right now. But I do know there's no immediate danger here."

He glanced at the ball of fur at the foot of the bed.

"... Apparently there's a tiny, colorful wolf. But no danger."

[futurespacemom]

"How do you know that?" she asked. She looked at the wolf a bit warily, but it didn't seem to be causing trouble. It could keep sleeping.

[uncertain_dume]

He shook his head a little.

"Just a feeling I have," he replied. "Like things are a bit confused, but safe all the same."

He glanced back at her for a moment, and then shifted to plant his feet on the floor, noting with some relief that he was at least wearing trousers, even if he didn't seem to have a shirt on. He took a moment to rake his fingers through his hair to smooth it back out of his face again, and then started poking around the room, trying to get his bearings.

"Have you got a name at all? I'm afraid mine seems to be evading me at the moment."

Which was... disconcerting. But didn't feel new. Hm.

[futurespacemom]

"I'm sure I do," she answered. "What it is, I couldn't say." She eyed him dubiously, unsure if she should trust his feeling. "What's the last thing you remember?"

[uncertain_dume]

He opened his mouth. Hesitated a moment. Shut it again and shook his head.

"Waking up this morning, I'm afraid." A glance toward the window. "Assuming it's morning. I feel well enough rested, I'm going to say it's close enough. You?"

[futurespacemom]

"The same," she agreed with a sigh. She got out of bed - at least she was also dressed - and went to look out the window.

[uncertain_dume]

"Anything interesting out there?" He started pulling open drawers, grimacing when he realized that he was most definitely looking in one of hers, and then reoriented himself to the other dresser. "In here, we've got clothes that I assume are yours."

Another drawer.

"And mine." A pause as his eye caught on a small metal cube, large enough to sit comfortably in the palm of his hand. Huh.

He grabbed a clean shirt and pulled it on. He'd worry about the rest in a minute.

"So either we've been here for some time and this memory trouble is new, or this room was waiting for us." Another look at the wolf. "He seems comfortable enough. With the room and with us."

[spectre_alenko]

After he'd had second breakfast with Sparkle and Jack, he let the two of them go deal with Hernando. He stepped across the hall to knock on Kanan and Hera's door. "Kanan? Hera? Stance? You guys ok or has the amnesia flu infected you, too?"

[uncertain_dume]

His eyebrows furrowed a little at the knocking at the door, and... well... he nearly tripped on a dog on the way to answer it, but at least he was on his way to answer it?

So, hey, Kaidan. Enjoy Kanan peering out with a kind of unsure-if-friendly smile, hair loose around his shoulders, the dog wriggling around his kneees attempting to get out to tackle you.

"... Uh, hey. Can I help you?"

And that very light brush of a lingering Coruscanti accent, for good measure.

[spectre_alenko]

Uh huh. Kaidan had heard the accent before when Caleb had been here. The hair actually answered the question before the vague look or question happened.

"Hi," Kaidan said with a reassuring smile right back, "So that answers the question of whether you and Hera have the amnesia flu, since you have no idea who I am."

He took a breath and answered calmly, "Your name is Kanan Jarrus. The pretty woman you live with is named Hera Syndulla. The little buddy trying desperately to get out here so he can lick my face off is called Stance. This is some weirdness that happens here sometimes and it'll be over in a couple days. This is temporary. Your memories will come back." Then he asked, "You guys doing ok so far?"

[futurespacemom]

"Who is it?" she asked, following the man to the door. Her own accent was decidedly French Rylothian. "Hello?"

[spectre_alenko]

"Hi Hera," Kaidan said, "I'm Kaidan. You don't remember me right now, but I'm a friend of yours and Kanan's. Just checking in to find out if you were some of the people who lost their memories. Seems you are. It's temporary and it should be over in a couple of days."

[uncertain_dume]

Well, he-- Kanan -- was going to trust the little buddy's judgement, then, stepping back out of the way to let the happy puppy rocket on through the door to jump up and say hi to Kaidan. That got a genuine smile, anyway.

"We seem to be doing pretty okay," he reported, giving Kaidan a smile that was a little more Caleb than any smile on that face had any right to be. "Confused. We're confused, but..." He shrugged a little. "Amnesia flu would explain a lot. This is something that's going around, then?"

Seemed legit.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan was just as happy to see Stance. "Hi, Stance! Who's a good buddy? Is it you? Yeah? You're a good buddy? Are you taking care of Daddy while he's all confused? Good boy! What a good boy you are, Stance!"

The smile hurt but sort of in a good way. Kanan was kind of getting a mental vacation from all the crap and that wasn't entirely a bad thing. Kaidan smiled back at him. "That's what I'm calling it, anyway. It's going around. Several people I know woke up without their memories today. I'm just kind of checking in on them to make sure they're not freaking out. It happens. It'll be over in the next few days and you'll remember everything. Any confused bits I can help you with right now?"

[uncertain_dume]

"This actually explains a lot all on its own," Kanan admitted, giving a sheepish laugh as he glanced back at Hera.

... Okay, he had questions there, but asking, 'hey why were we sharing a bed' was one of the few questions even Caleb Dume knew better than to just blurt out there.

"I could probably come up with a list, anyway."

Caleb.

"It seems to have skipped you over," he noted. "How? And do you know what this little guy eats? I mean, I don't want to give him something that'll upset him or worse. And how did we end up with a tiny wolf, anyway? And, um, I don't have anywhere I need to be or anything I need to do, do I? Because I don't know if I'm going to be any good at it right now, though I suppose I can give it a good try." He abruptly turned a grin back toward Hera. "I told you we weren't unsafe, see?" And then back to Kaidan. "... We are safe, right?"

Caleb.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan caught the grin and waited until he could catch Kanan's eyes. "Hera's the captain of the ship you're from. You're her crew. You're not, uh. Anything other than that. You're used to staying on a ship where there's no space, thus: one bed." You were a weird ascetic Jedi mofo who didn't believe in furniture and probably really enjoyed having Hera's weight in the bed and there was zero chance Kaidan was going into any of that.

He would apologize to Kanan on Monday for glossing over the importance of 'Captain' and 'Crew' but he figured his friend would understand.

Kaidan laughed a little, "At least some things never change, buddy. I kind of expected the questions. You hit me with a constant string of 'em every time. I don't know why it skipped me. It doesn't always affect everybody and I guess this time it's my turn to sit it out. Jack, too. She's another friend of yours. Short bald woman with lots of scars and tattoos. Lives upstairs in #8 and she'll help you out if you need it too."

He ruffled Stance's ears. "Stance eats dog kibble. You should have some in the apartment but if not, we can hit up a store and get some more. Don't give him people food, I'm not sure what-all of that he can and can't eat. He's a dog, buddy, not a wolf. This is his adult size. You've had him since he was a puppy because you found an abandoned puppy somewhere and brought him home with you. I'm not sure of the details. You've got nothing going on today, it's Saturday. Tomorrow you work at Luke's Diner but, uh, I don't think anyone'll give you flack if you don't go in so that's up to you. Hera owns the scrap yard - Syndulla Scrap - but I don't know what her hours are or if she just goes in when she feels like it." Paused. "She might want to go over there at some point to reassure her astromech, Chopper, that she's ok. I'm pretty sure that's where he lives."

Kaidan looked up and caught Kanan's eyes again and nodded firmly. "You're safe. There's a lot of people who are mighty confused today but it doesn't seem to have made anyone dangerous. Stay on the island for the weekend and everything'll be back to normal on Monday."

[uncertain_dume]

"Monday," Kanan echoed, chewing on his lip and chewing on all of that information at the same time. Captain, ship, one bed, that explanation made sense enough for now. "And Jack's upstairs in number eight. Got that."

By the description, she seemed like she'd be easy to spot, at least.

"And I have a dog and Hera has a droid. If he's going to worry then maybe once we get some food figured out for ourselves and Stance, that should be our first stop. Astromechs can get pretty attached to their people if they get half a chance. We wouldn't want him to worry, either."

He opened the door a little more and stepped to the side, giving Kaidan a fully trusting smile.

"Unless you have somewhere else you need to be, I don't suppose you'd mind helping us figure out where these places are? I'm sure I can wander around until I find anywhere I need to be. This place doesn't seem too big. But if you've got your memories it might be better to just get directions. Or an escort, if that isn't too much trouble."

... The scrapyard was right across the street. That would make that easy, anyway.

[futurespacemom]

"That's good to know, I suppose." She...Hera?...chewed her lip. "Why has this happened?"

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan shook his head, "I don't know why. Things like this just happen here sometimes. It's mostly harmless this time, though it's probably frustrating. It should blow over by Monday and you'll remember everything again."

[futurespacemom]

"When is Monday?" Hera asked.

[spectre_alenko]

"The days here are 24 hours long, an hour is 60 minutes long. There's about 40 hours, about a day and a half, before Monday," Kaidan answered, "Today is Saturday, tomorrow's Sunday, then Monday."

[futurespacemom]

She took that in and nodded. "Okay, we can do that."

It might involve a lot of sleeping through it.