uncertain_dume | 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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"Probably," Kanan sighed. "I'd rather not if I don't have to, but it doesn't really look like I'm going to have many options." He shook his head, climbing out onto the ship's hull to look for damage. If he had so much as scratched the paint, he'd be irked.

Of course, that was when something in the tree laughed at him.

Sabine was starting to follow, though she stopped when she heard that.

"What's so funny?"

"Wasn't me," Kanan replied, holding up his hands and shaking his head. It was way, way too high-pitched to be him, for starters. "Sounds like a kowakian monkey-lizard or something."

This... did not seem like monkey-lizard territory.

"I'd say more likely an 'or something," Sabine said, checking her blaster just in case, because look, when you'd just been talking about weird stuf Fandom did, and then you ended up crashing somewhere brightly-colored and unexpected, you maybe didn't trust it.

That was fair. That had been the first thing Kanan had done before opening the cockpit, after all.

"I'm not a huge fan of 'or somethings,'" he noted, frowning. The... whatever it was... laughed again, and then a head poked up through the leaves of the trees, a vaguely simian looking face with a heart-shaped nose and a big goofy smile peering at them. "And... there's our or something."

Yeah, it was laughing at them again.

"I'm not sure what I was expecting," Sabine said, "but it wasn't this."

She still wasn't counting on it not trying to eat them.

Look, you never knew.

"Definitely not this," Kanan confirmed, watching it duck back into the tree. A moment later, it was peeking up again, from around the other side, this time grabbing hold of the wing of the ship and looking at them from over it.

And giggling some more.

"Okay," Kanan sighed, turning to look at the thing. "Are you laughing at us, or is that just the sound you make?"

Both, Kanan. It was a monkey. And that monkey was grinning brightly and asking, "What happend to your tails?"

So, it was sentient, at least.

"We never had them," Sabine told it. "Does everyone have tails... wherever we are?"

"Everyone, yup!" The thing hopped up onto the Escape's wing, showing off its own long, prehensile orange tail, before disappearing over the edge and into the foliage once again with another giggle.

Kanan looked faintly pained.

"But not us. We're-"

"Birds," the creature supplied, peering up from the other side of the ship, now. "You came from the sky and you're nesting in a tree!" A pause. "My tree, actually."

"Sorry," Sabine said, very glad her facial expressions didn't show here, because what even was this place. "We didn't mean to be in your tree. We'd like to not be, uh, nesting."

The monkey considered this statement for all of two seconds, and then vanished into the canopy of the tree again without a word.

And then the entire ship lurched downwards a couple of feet.

Kanan barely managed to keep his footing.

"No! No no no no no--"

He did not like the monkey.

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"No no no not like that!" Sabine said quickly, holding onto whatever was nearest and no letting go. "We'd get hurt like that. We'd like to get down safely."

Sabine was not above hurting the monkey.

And there was that giggling again as the ship caught in some vines and ground to a stop again, just that little bit closer to the ground than before.

Kanan was looking for that little laughing menace with a creased brow before jumping off the ship, into the tree to chase the creature.

He blinked from a sturdy bough as he watched it giggle, grab a vine, and then make its way easily with that vine to loop it up under the belly of his ship before making its way over to grab another one.

"What... are you doing?"

"You birds want it down, right?"

"Safely!" Sabine said again, because this was very important from where she was not out of the ship, though if there was one more lurch she was chancing getting right the hell out.

"What she said," Kanan agreed, holding up his hands. "I can get the ship down, that's not actually a prob-"

The monkey laughed again. And then, somehow, found the upper body strength to pull a stick out from under one wing, dislodging the whole damn ship from where it had been hanging. Somehow. In the branches. It lurched again, hit free-fall for a good five feet, and then... hung there, cradled by vines like some kind of wild giant hammock.

"-lem."

And that was Sabine immediately climbing onto the hull and launching herself at the nearest sturdy branch, pulling herself up onto it without much difficulty.

"Does the word 'safe' mean something different here?"

The monkey was giving another delighted giggle, ducking itself away into the cover of the leaves again.

"I... think it thinks that's what passes for safe," Kanan said, sounding pained. "Dropping my ship is not what I'd consider safe, but..."

He glanced down again, and then, with a sigh, jumped down from the tree onto the blue and yellow star cobblestones down below.

"Okay, let's do this my way, instead."

"Thank you!" Sabine called, since if the ship got damaged it lessened their chances of getting out of the place where a grinning monkey was obviously trying to kill them.

"Yeah, any time," Kanan called back. "Just... keep an eye on that thing, would you?"

He held up his hand and closed his eyes, reaching out through the Force for his ship.

"On it," she confirmed, while glaring daggers at the monkey that it couldn't see.

"Good, thanks," Kanan barked, and then slowly, carefully, the ship started to move upwards.

It... dropped abruptly back into the vines when something with a deep, kind of snarly voice behind him stepped out from the (heart-shaped) bushes and said, "Hello!"

Sabine sighed.

"Please let this one be helpful."

Because dropping the ship five feet at a time was not.

"Can't help but notice you seem to be having some difficulties," a... very short Cathar? said. Jovially. "And as is the Care Bear Cousin way, I thought I might have to ask if there's something we can do to be of assistance."

The monkey popped out again from the foliage.

"I was helping!"

"You really weren't," Kanan muttered.

"We're trying to get our ship down without breaking it," Sabine said. Maybe if she phrased it that way? Did she have to specify 'do not break'?

"Well, naturally," the monkey muttered. "I wouldn't break anything, that wouldn't be helpful at all."

The lion gave a deep chuckle.

"You'll have to forgive Playful Heart," he mused. "He means well but he can be a little.. enthusiastic."

Kanan answered that statement with a flat, 'No kidding,' look.

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