The Roof of the MCA and Beyond, Monday

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Okay, so... that had definitely been A Weekend. Doing tea with Sith Lords, having to face the fact that Summer was leaving for his own damn off-limits homeworld tomorrow and there wasn't a thing he could do for her if it all went sideways. Not having any guests of his own...

... Even if Sparkle and Hernando's guest had really given it her best attempt.

He had a lot to chew on. He was antsy. And antsy meant...

Well. He could think of someone else from home who probably hadn't had a visitor, which was why he was shooting Sabine a text:

Supply run day again. You in?

And then he was heading to the usual place, leaning back against the side of his ship with his arms crossed over his chest. Just waiting.

[OOC: For Sabine!]

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"She owns property," Kanan said. "On Coruscant."

He sighed and shook his head, slouching down in the other seat.

"But she's got this, I know. Hell, she's pulled my behind out of the fire more than once. I know she's got this."

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"Exactly," Sabine said.

He might not appreciate the obviousness of the ship, come to think of it.

Would it make you feel better to talk about something else?"

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"Maybe," Kanan allowed. "It might get my mind off of it for a while, anyway. What's on the shopping list for this week?"

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"Topping off some ingredients," she replied. "I still haven't gotten my stuff off the Ghost, so I'm keeping it small for now."

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"Sounds good," Kanan agreed, nodding. "I probably ought to stock up on power packs for my blaster, as it is. And maybe fuel up. I have a few more supply runs in the Escape here, but that doesn't mean I want to chance it if something goes sideways."

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"Oh, things never go sideways," Sabine said wryly, smirking a little.

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"Oh, no, I've definitely never been shot at while going on a supply run, before," Kanan replied, in much the same tone.

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"Better than monkeys."

That monkey was going to get brought up on every supply run.

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"No monkeys this time," Kanan agreed. "You're the one flying, if we find monkeys on this round I'm pretty sure I get to say it wasn't my fault."

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"Does that mean I'm also to blame if we get shot at?"

...actually, that could make sense.

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Kanan hummed a little.

"Only if it scorches the paint."

He was maybe a little starved for excitement lately.

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"That's a very low bar and I like it," Sabine decided.

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"I've got a long history of being shot at," Kanan replied, grinning a bit. "I'm not going to hold it against you when odds are just as good it's my fault."

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"Just as good," she repeated. "I'll have you know I'm very annoying to the right people."

Said the future stormtrooper-taunter.

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"Well, if you're going to be annoying, you have to save up who you're annoying to, right? Make it worthwhile."

Said the man who once asked a Star Destroyer commander what she was wearing.

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"I dunno," Sabine said, "there's something to be said for sustainability. Making sure they really hate you for a prolonged amount of time."

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"I'm really good at that one," Kanan chuckled. "I didn't even have to try, for the longest time."

Little dark humor there, Kanan.

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"Okay, that doesn't count," Sabine decided.

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"Fair enough," Kanan replied. "Annoyances I put effort into only, huh?"

He leaned his head back, considering.

"The best way out of half the trouble I wasn't quite in yet was flirting with Imperials." A beat. "Not because the flirting worked. Because they decided I was clearly too stupid to be worth their time."

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Sabine made a face. The kind you made when someone you didn't want to think about flirting talked about it.

"Good."

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Sorry, Sabine. Now you have to be aware that, at some point in his life, Space Dad flirted.

A lot.

"Yeah, I don't do that so much anymore."

Because it felt weird.

Because Hera.

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"Good," she said again.

She did not want this knowledge!

...Partly because Hera. She'd never exactly figured out what was going on there but had never bought the roommates thing but...

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Kanan just kind of chuckled as he settled back in his seat.

"So," he mused, "topping up the supplies, huh? Don't suppose you'd be up for another check-in at Tarkintown to see how they're holding up, too?"

Might as well kill two birds and do another shipment of food or medical supplies or something while they were at it.

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"Sure. Haven't been back there in a while," Sabine agreed. "Maybe we should start seeing if they need specific things more than others, too. This way we're better prepared with what we bring the next time."

Because there'd be a next time.

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There were going to be so many next times.

Kanan nodded his agreement. "Get them to give us a list," he mused. "Things they need right away, for sure, but also for supplies that they're going to want in the long run. More than just food to act as a stopgap. They need some way to support themselves, and the Empire isn't letting them have it."