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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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"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.

Did they? Did they really have to forgive that?

"That's a word for it," Sabine said dryly, starting to climb down since she figured the ship wouldn't be crashing down on anyone now.

Playful Heart was well ahead of her, swinging down across a few branches and landing effortlessly on... Kanan's shoulders.

Kanan, for his part, continued to look completely unimpressed.

"They've got no tails, Brave Heart," they monkey pointed out. "They flew into my tree and crashed there, probably because they couldn't even steer."

"No, Playful Heart," the lion replied, looking bemused, "I'm pretty sure tails don't have much to do with that one."

"We got here by accident," Sabine explained once she'd jumped the last few feet down. "All of a sudden we were in a tree. We're not even sure where we are."

The answer had better not include the word 'tree.'

"Oh," Brave Heart replied, his expression lighting up. "Well, that part is easy. Welcome to the Forest of Feelings in the Kingdom of Caring! The home of the Care Bear Cousins!"

"Oh good," Kanan sighed. "There are bears, too."

"The... Forest of Feelings," Sabine repeated, glancing at Kanan.

Was that weirder than the monkey? She didn't know.

"In the Kingdom of Caring," Kanan echoed, looking pained while the monkey leaned forward to peer at him in the eye, halfway upside-down. "That's... great."

So, how could they get out of here?

"It's great here," the monkey laughed. "We've got comfortable beds made of leaves, and all kinds of trees, and birds that do have tails!"

He cackled again, and then jumped up again, back into the tree. A moment later, the Escape was slipping another few feet. Kanan's eyes went wide, his hand shot up, and the whole ship stuttered to a stop in mid-air.

Sabine winced, and called, "Right now it's time to stop helping! No more helping!"

"I want to actually be able to fly this thing home," Kanan ground out, teeth grit, looking around for a clearing, or... anything. Somewhere to put the damn thing down. "Sabine, can you take a look and see if there's somewhere for me to put this?"

He had kind of hoped to be able to do that first. But okay, monkey.

"Yeah," she said, already starting off. She didn't need to be told twice.

She returned a moment later, gesturing in that direction. "There's a clearing over there, should be big enough."

"Thank the Force," Kanan muttered under his breath as the monkey jumped up onto the damn ship.

Sigh.

He would deal with monkeys and lions in a minute. For now, he was, you know. Lifting a light freighter. With his brain. No big.

The lion was watching this with no small amount of awe, at least.

Sabine was watching with interest herself, her head tilted a little. She'd seen smaller scale things before, but this was her first time seeing a Jedi so something like this.

And if the monkey dared to interrupt, so help her.

And... there went the Escape, getting put down gently in the clearing in question. And there went Kanan, just... kind of slumping forward and needing a minute, thanks.

"Portalocity is getting a sternly-worded letter," he muttered. "Space."

"They have an office I can wreck," Sabine noted. "You okay?"

"Just fine," Kanan replied, standing up again, leaning his head back, and blowing out a breath. "Size matters not, and all that."

She probably wasn't familiar with Master Yoda's weird little idioms, Kanan.

Brave Heart was still staring up at him in awe.

"And you did all that without a belly badge??"

Kanan gave that lion the weirdest side-eye.

Sabine paused.

"It's kind of like an internal belly badge," she tried.

Aaand that was the lion, doing a thoughtful lap around Kanan, and then... reaching up to prod at his belly.

That look Kanan was giving him just went about three shades more irritated.

"Really?"

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Sabine facepalmed.

"Hey! How about we check the ship to make sure we can get home?" she suggested.

"Great idea," Kanan grumbled, already brushing past the lion. "I want to get in there and run the diagnostics before something else hap--"

That would be the sound of the ship's engine's powering on, right there, coupled with, unsurprisingly, the sound of a giggling monkey.

"Oh, FRAK THIS."

"Do you think that thing knows what a blaster is?" Sabine groused, going for hers.

"I think it's about to find out," Kanan growled, stalking toward the ship, a faintly distressed lion jogging along behind him.

"Playful Heart really doesn't mean any harm, he just... gets carried away," Brave Heart was insisting, a bit wide-eyed. "What are those?"

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