From the Roof of the MCA to a GFFA, Wednesday

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan was anxious. Had been for some time now, as the summer built up to its grand finale, and now he was finding himself drowning in it a little, between numerous nightmare realities and the would-be execution and Rey vanishing and coming back a Jedi and now Summer, planning to head to Coruscant of all places.

And once upon a time, when he found himself this anxious, he'd run.

Didn't trust himself to come back, if he took off alone.

Had to do something productive.

And so he sent off a text.

Headed home for a supply run before new students show up. You in?

And then he made his way up to The Escape and he waited.

[OOC: For one!]

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[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Oh, good, don't want them to feel neglected."

It'd been so long.

[uncertain_dume]

"Can't have that," Kanan agreed, and grinned.

This felt good. This felt like the wheels had stopped spinning in place. Forward motion.

"In the meantime, let's see how you handle hyperspace."