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[uncertain_dume]

"This is Kanan. If I didn't pick up the comm, I probably don't want to talk to you. If you think you can change my mind, go on, leave a message."

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[somethingwithturquoise]

At some point later in the day on Monday, Kanan would receive a little text from Summer:

"My grampa's out of jail and we dismantled the Galactic Federation!
Tell you more on Sunday!
"

[intraspective]

Ino had heard radio. Ino had laughed at him.

Then she sent him a text: We're doing karaoke this week, darnit! Bring Hera!

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan had the sneaking suspicion that he was being laughed at, yes.

Hey, I can do that. When this week? Or have you not picked a date yet?

Where he was standing, karaoke was either some kind of activity one could do for fun in public, or some kind of drug that one probably shouldn't, and he was kind of dying to figure out which it was.

If he knew it involved singing, he might've tapped out immediately.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Kanan would know the exact moment when Summer got her flowers, because there was a nearly instantaneous text message following it that simply read:

SATURDAY???

[uncertain_dume]

And Kanan, who was somewhat bemused over his own flowers today (what was all that about?!), was going to chuckle and fire a text message right on back.

Saturday works. You pick the destination, and so long as I have fuel for it, we can make the trip.

Phones, yo.

[died8yearsago]

About half-way through the day, Rosa remembered that she forgot to text Linetti back about Santiago's bachelorette party.

And you're bringing the strippers, right?

Re: Phones, yo.

[uncertain_dume]

[OOC: Went here!]

Crazy Phone Day

[1000yearstoolate]

"Why the fuck would I want you to show off your weapons?! Just go back to whatever backwater swamp you came from if you want to impress someone."

[From here!]

Re: Crazy Phone Day

[uncertain_dume]

[OOC: Went here!]

[solo_sword]

Once she landed, Jaina sent off a text:

Got to town. Brought the X-wing. Meet you in the junkyard.

[2_old_for_this]

Sometime during the day, Peter called and left a message.

"Hey, Kanan. Promised Kaidan I'd check on you - he seemed sure you were having problems. Want to meet for tea or something, cupcake on me, just so I can say I did?"

Parents Weekend 2018

[spectre_alenko]

A series of texts throughout Saturday.
Jack is making friends with the Sith. They're carving pumpkins together.

Yes of course I got pictures.

That levitation thing you can do? FUCKING ANNOYING!!! Jack and Lana are throwing pumpkin guts at me with it.

NO I DID NOT GET PICTURES OF THAT. Jerk.

Re: Parents Weekend 2018

[uncertain_dume]

YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE ME THOSE MESSAGES AND NOT SPECIFY WHICH SITH.

If Jack was making friends with Vowrawn, running away to another galaxy would not be enough to save him.

... Okay, you did eventually, but give a man a heart attack, Kaidan. Space. I hope you got pumpkin guts in the mouth, jerk.

[thatwaslucky]

Rey did not know Kanan wasn't exactly Kanan. And so, a text:

How was your week?

[uncertain_dume]

Oh, Rey.

How was Kanan's week?

He'd managed to get a break in his dunk tank duty, at least, just long enough to take the saddest, most pathetic photo of a very particular Loth-cat.

Who was still sopping wet.

That was his only reply to Rey at this point, yes.

[throughaphase]

Around mid-afternoon on Tuesday, Kitty sent a picture of the front desk of the hospital where they were checking her in.

Hey remember when you said you could cover my bar shift if I needed? Don't think I'm making it in today...

[uncertain_dume]

What Kanan had said when he read this text, in person, out loud, was something along the lines of, "Yes! Wait, that's good right? Yes, of course that's good. Baby? She means the baby? Kriff, what if this means there's something wrong with the baby? Baby, you better be okay."

It took him a couple of minutes to cycle back around to, "Okay, if there was anything the matter with the baby, Kitty would have mentioned. Pull it together, Jarrus."

The text Kitty actually got, then, was a little less... frenetic.

Hey, about time she makes an appearance! You go, take care of that, I've got the bar handled. Good luck, Kitty. Say hi to her for me, would you?

For delivery.

[spectre_alenko]

At some point after snowmen, Kaidan's gonna drop off the thing for Anakin.

A festive red and white striped gift bag contains jars of hair and bath products that look like they were made by an independent homecrafter. One jar contains a bergamot-scented honey-based hair conditioning mask. One contains orange-blossom scented bath salts with an attached tiny wooden scoop. A whipped Shea body butter scented with lemon verbena takes up third place. A few mint-flavored tubes of lip balm complete the gift portion. As packing material, crackers - the kind you pull, not the kind you eat - are tucked into each corner of the bag. When pulled, they contain the traditional small toy, terrible joke, paper hat, and if you're lucky a sugar mouse or peppermint pinwheel. The tag reads, "Happy Christmas, Master Skywalker"

Re: For delivery.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan just shook his head and smirked a little before digging out his keys and going to deliver the gift.

Ah, Christmas.

Christmas eve morning.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan had bribed some squirrels. On the morning of Christmas Eve, outside the door to your apartment are two packages. One is addressed to Kanan, one to Hera. There is no 'from' line.

Kanan's package contains a pair of fingerless leather gloves, done in dark brown, with armored plating sewn inside as both brass knuckles and armor for the back of the hand. The gloves are surprisingly light for something with armor inside. The fit would indicate that whoever bought them is familiar with the size of Kanan's hands.

Winter-Holiday Gift, Baby!

[hashtag_chocobro]

In true Prompto fashion, he'd waited until the last minute to drop off his Secret Santa present at MCA for Kanan to find, practically with one foot through the portal to Hyrule. It was, of course, awkwardly wrapped, because it was very awkwardly shaped, but he'd tried, dammit, and he thought he'd done a pretty good job, too, plopping a big red bow on it and everything.

Yeah, the note had said there might be a penalty for negatively received gifts, but Prompto was willing to take that penalty, because he thought his present was absolutely genius and hilarious and so totally worth it.

[biotic_psychotic]

Guess who's now getting memes on his phone.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan, in turn, just kind of squinted at that meme, puzzling over it, and why Jack might have sent it, for a few minutes.

Before sending what felt like the most awkward thumbs-up emoji that had ever been used in the history of emojis.

He was bad at this, Jack.

[spectre_alenko]

Picture of ice cream and a spoon sitting on a crate.

[special_rabbit]

In the wee hours of the morning, even before the slew of flowers hit town, there would be a small package delivered to MCA #3, addressed to Kanan. Inside, he would find quite possibly the world's tiniest trebuchet, appearing to have been made for someone no bigger than four inches tall. And, of course, tied to it with a simple string, was a note:

"Ickle: A tiny trebuchet for your junk so you can finally throw some fucking rocks. XOXO, Jack"

[futurespacemom]

Kanan, come on down to the lobby, Summer and I are waiting on you so we can go hang out with the other teachers and not drink!

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan listened to the message, smiled wryly, and then flung Hera a text.

For the bar crawl? I might sit this one out, but you two have a great time. I'm trying to behave, and there are going to be a lot of bartenders I don't trust like I trust Kitty.

[thatwaslucky]

It was Friday, and Rey of course had to check in.

And Jakku was boring, so she was sending a picture of a dirty navigation console she'd worked on a couple weeks ago, with a little bit of sand peeking through the viewport's sightline.

[uncertain_dume]

Hey, Kanan would take it. He grinned a little, and then send a photo of Stance, romping merrily through some tall grass.

It was not Earth grass! Because SO HELP HIM, he was getting away from that damn pollen.

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina had done SO MUCH texting today, so much, but she finally had some sort of answer.

Grumpy bus guy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I spoke to the others and, like, we're cool Wednesday after the park stuff or, like, Friday, I guess????????????????

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan sighed. He was forever doomed to be the bus guy.

The grumpy one, apparently.

I have some students I teach on Fridays, but my Wednesdays are free, park stuff aside. Wednesday will do just fine. Thank you.

October 14, late at night

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack had EDI dump the message to voicemail. Wasn't.. up to talking to anyone in person but this was a call she had to make.

"Hey. It's me. There was a bomb. Kaidan's hurt and he's in surgery now. I'm okay. I don't.. I don't know anything more than what I just said. Won't for hours. Don't try to contact either of us. Everyone here thinks we're dead."

Beat. Her next words were coldly angry.

"We're not. I'm not. Whoever did this is gonna wish they were before I'm done with them."

Beat.

"We'll come home as soon as we can. Don't come here. There's nothing anyone can do right now but wait. Liara.. Liara will call you if anything changes. She promised."

And .. unable to say goodbye or anything even close to that, not while sitting in a hospital waiting room with Kaidan in surgery.. Jack simply hung up.