The Escape, Saturday Morning

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

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

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"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.

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

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"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.

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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.

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"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."

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"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.

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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.

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After donning her helmet, Sabine looked out.

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

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"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.

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"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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"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.

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

"What's so funny?"

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"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.

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"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.

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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.

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"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.

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"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?"

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So, it was sentient, at least.

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

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"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."

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"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."

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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.

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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?"

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"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.