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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"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?"

"Weapons!" Sabine answered, running along. "Which is what happens when someone tries to steal our way out!"

"And I am not getting stuck in the Forest of Feelings because somebody named Playful Heart stole my ship!"

Said Kanan, of his stolen ship.

Brave Heart continued to trip along behind, waving his paws up in the air.

"Wait, wait! There's no need this needs to get mean-hearted!"

"Space," Kanan complained. "Really?!"

"If you don't want it to get mean-hearted, call off your friend," Sabine said, stopping in front of the ship with her blaster pointed.

Not that she'd shoot at it. This was a warning.

Kanan, meanwhile, was stopping just to the side of the ship, blaster also pointed.

And Brave Heart was stopping to the other side of the ship and giving a roar.

... Or, rather, he yelled the word, "ROAR!" really, really loudly. Kanan rolled his eyes.

And then a trumpeting sound called back.

And a howl. And a yowl. And from somewhere near a river not far off, a... peep. And as those calls sounded, more animals came running out of the forest. A blue dog. A pink elephant. A purple penguin and a raccoon in a similar hue. A green lamb. And so on, and so forth, all stepping up to form a circle around the ship, and... yelling at it.

After a few moments, very sheepishly (with apologies to Gentle Heart), Playful Heart peered up from the cockpit and smiled, first at Sabine, and then at Kanan.

"Out," Sabine ordered, waving the the blaster in a short 'come this way' gesture.

She'd deal with the- sigh- pastel friends of his in a second, because for some crazy reason she wasn't much with trusting Playful Heart today.

After a very brief hesitation, and some frantic gesturing from Brave Heart, Playful Heart gave a small chittering sound before eeever so carefully climbing out from the cockpit of the ship, skittering down the hull, and then parking himself behind the lion, so that Brave Heart was between him and the two humans with guns still pointed at him.

Kanan didn't hesitate from there. That was a Force leap right up and onto his ship again, so that he could make damn sure there was no damage done.

... Beyond whatever it might have gotten from the tree.

"All right," Sabine said, dropping her arm but keeping her blaster in hand. "We can take it from here. Nothing left to see, move along..."

That was.... a lot of colorful animals.

It really was. And Kanan was kind of staring out at them with slightly wide eyes as he settled himself into the cockpit and started the ship's computer on a diagnostic scan of the whole thing, bottom to top.

"We've definitely got it handled," he said, after a few seconds taken to process what it was he was seeing here.

... If he didn't know better, he'd think that this place was at least tangentially related to the place he'd gotten Stance from.

The animals all looked at one another, and then to the lion, and then back to Sabine and Kanan. The lion cleared his throat.

"If you're sure there's no way we can be of assistance..."

"Nope, we're definitely good here," Sabine said, backing towards the ship. "No more help is needed. Seriously."

"Well, if you're sure..." The lion sounded faintly dubious. A few of the other animals crowded in for a better look at the ship.

Kanan, for his part, mostly just frowned at his control displays as the diagnostic scans finished up.

"Well," he mused, "the good news is that the worst of the damage is a bunch of leaves and twigs jammed in the wing joints."

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