uncertain_dume | The Escape, Saturday Morning

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The Escape, Saturday Morning

As sometimes happened, Kanan's supplies were running low. He needed to re-fuel his ship, top up his medkit with bacta patches, grab emergency rations for his ship, and he really couldn't get away with putting any of those things off any longer. And since he happened to know a certain somebody who had been grappling with homesickness for some time now, he had called up Sabine, asking if she was up for making a routine supply run back home, in case there was anything she wanted to top up on herself.

Kanan had no idea if she actually needed anything or not, but he hadn't been surprised when she'd agreed to come along. He imagined she'd come up with something to justify the trip, if nothing else.

"Same rules as last time," he said easily as he steered the ship up, out of atmosphere and into orbit, "you're welcome to bring anything you like back, just so long as it's properly contained. Explosives are welcome on this ship, explosions aren't."

[OOC: For that Mandalorian! NFB for distance!]

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"I know," Sabine said, patiently, from her seat. "I haven't blown myself up yet."

"Sure, but I'm not you, and Mandalorians do have a knack for blowing up other people," Kanan quipped.

... He was still twitchy around explosives after that whole thing on Cynda.

"Is there anything you need? I'll make sure to leave enough space in the cargo hold."

"I am very careful about who I blow up," she assured him. "I could top off on a couple things. I don't want to stock up too much in a warehouse on a tiny island."

"Fair enough," Kanan replied, settling the ship into a low orbit and then punching a few numbers on his console to call up the portal. "Though who knows how long it'll be before we're fending off... probably not snowmen again. It's been a while since a really ugly one."

She looked over at him. "How ugly are we talking?"

There was a pause, and then Kanan glanced back.

"That's right, you showed up after the Tremens attack, didn't you? That was almost a year ago now." He shook his head a little. "Big steaming nightmare monsters made of meat, tackling people and eating their souls. Impervious to most forms of damage. And that's just the most recent example that jumps to mind."

"That is pretty ugly," she said, raising her eyebrows. "I'm not sure how well explosions work against soul-eating."

"Blaster bolts didn't," Kanan noted. "I almost didn't make it through that one."

And now he hated coffee.

Still loved caf. Hated coffee.

Probably mostly on principle.

"Glad you did," she said, meaning that. "What else has there been?"

Kanan grimaced a little.

"Besides that, there's been the future we were dragged to, where everybody in the multiverse is losing their memories and slowly turning into violent monsters." A pause. "And the return of that one, where people from there came here to try to end reality early."

"How is that not what people lead with?" She asked.

"I'm honestly amazed this is the first you're hearing about it," Kanan admitted. In the distance, the portal opened, and he started steering the Escape toward it. "The fish did a lot of damage to some people too, but nothing as all-encompassing as that."

"I think most of the kids I hang around are pretty new, too," she said. "A lot of this seems to be known just through word of mouth."

"And I haven't even been here all that long, myself," Kanan noted. "Only a few years, now. I'm sure if you manage to catch somebody who's been around for longer, you'll hear some really ugly ones."

Because... this place.

This place.

"Again, how do people not start with those?" Sabine wondered.

While also wondering how often she ever started with the fish.

"I think maybe they just don't want to scare people off," Kanan mused. "I'm pretty sure most of the new kids spend half of picnic day thinking I'm a crazy man, given the things I warn them about on the bus."

See? He tried, at least.

The Escape came up on the portal and swept its way into it, and for a moment everything was the same twisting blue as a hyperspace jump, an all-encompassing vortex that shifted around them all too familiarly.

And then the turbulence hit.

"Well that's new," Kanan muttered, brow creasing as his grip tightened on the controls.

"Are we okay?" Sabine asked, ready to jump in to help if needed.

"The ship's fine," Kanan replied, glancing at some readings on the panels in front of him. "The portal is just--"

The portal, as it happened, came to an abrupt end before Kanan could even get that final word out, and suddenly the whole cockpit was flooded with bright light. Which would have been less disastrous if the bright light wasn't immediately accompanied with a sudden, jolting stop.

Because the Escape had lodged itself in a tree. Nose-first.

Sabine braced herself at the jolt, and paused a moment after they stopped moving.

"Is this why Hera does the flying?"

Sabine was a brat.

"Yes," Kanan muttered. "Hera clearly does all the flying just in case we encounter trees in space."

Kanan wrinkled his nose and hit a few keys on his console, and then sighed.

"Air's breathable, at least. Good. I wasn't in the mood to pull on an enviro-suit just to get out and survey damage."

"I'm guessing by that we don't know where we are," she said, reaching down to grab her helmet from where she'd put it.

Well, a little off from where she'd put it, after that.

Kanan shook his head and sighed, checking his blaster was in place, and then, as an afterthought, making certain the halves of his lightsaber were secure too. And then he opened the cockpit.

"No clue," he confirmed, standing up so that he could peer outside.

Well. It was... bright. Everywhere. Entire trees seemed to have boughs hanging with heart-shaped clusters of leaves in powder pinks and pastel purples and greens.

"... Less clue now than I had before I actually looked," he added.

After donning her helmet, Sabine looked out.

"Huh," she said. "Starting to feel like there should be a unicorn out here somewhere."

"Summer is going to be irked she didn't get to come on this little misadventure," Kanan mused. He glanced down. Yeah. All the foliage here seemed to come in some variant of 'adorable, shaped like hearts. There was a pathway along the ground. It was blue, with yellow star cobblestones. A few little birds flew by. Six of them, identical, only they were each a different hue of the rainbow. "Oookay. First step is... we get the ship out of the tree, I guess."

Sure. They could just heft it out of there, no problem.

Oh, brother.

"Can't you do a Jedi something with that?" Sabine asked, waving a hand vaguely.

She still didn't know much about what Jedi could do, but she knew Lana could do certain stuff, so...

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