From A Galaxy Far, Far Away to A Galaxy Not All That Far Away At All, Thursday Evening, Fandom Time

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It wasn't that Kanan had been in any hurry to part ways with Hera and Zaluna; really, the opposite couldn't have been more true. But, besides the fact that he had to leave a trail placing him on Gorse through all the previous action so that he'd be just another suicide flier who'd left the planet when work dried up, he'd come back to this galaxy

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Whelp. Kanan had just found a new love of his life, and her name was Ghost. He'd known Hera's ship was nice. That much had basically gone without saying. But he hadn't suspected that the gemstone-shaped freighter that he'd nearly gotten shot down over, the one that had caught his eye the day he'd gone in for his last proper shift for Moonglow, was Hera's.

He could see why she'd been so frustrated over Expedient.

"You know," he said, walking another lap around the Ghost, expression a mix of wonder and awe, "I think we can fit the Escape in her."

Hera's ship was significantly larger than his, it so happened.

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"The Escape?" Hera asked.

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Kanan gave Hera a wry smile and a lopsided shrug of his shoulder.

"My ship," he explained. "What, you thought a guy like me would settle for Expedient?"

No sane pilot would settle for Expedient.

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Hera answered his smile with one equally wry. "I get the feeling you never settle if you can help it. The Ghost is big," she went on, "but there's not cargo space enough for another ship. Still, we could probably dock it in, like the Phantom." She nodded to the excursion module. "What sort of ship are we talking?"

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Kanan walked around the ship one more time (admittedly mostly to admire the ship one more time in her entirety), grinning as he went.

"Oh, she can definitely be docked," he replied. "She's not much bigger than the Phantom, come to that."

He was resisting the urge to go on at length about his baby, and it was showing.

"Small fighter, more than able to hold her own out there. She did some damage against a Gozanti-class cruiser once."

Okay, she'd had help from the Kasmiri at the time. And Kleeve had been piloting her.

"Mostly I just need to move her. I have a place I've been staying, good if you need to keep a low profile, nowhere near here. Nowhere near... anywhere."

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"How 'nowhere near'?" Hera asked. "And why wasn't she there already?"

It was clearly Kanan's baby as much as the Ghost was hers, and she couldn't imagine leaving her ship behind anywhere.

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"Try 'not in any system you've ever heard of,'" Kanan replied, shrugging his shoulders. "Weird little planet called Earth."

Yes. He thought it was weird that they'd basically named their planet 'dirt.' Especially since it was almost entirely water.

"And she wasn't there because I don't travel with her often. A ship like Escape is difficult to keep a low profile in."

She wasn't really a 'drifter' sort of ship.

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"Earth?" That...was a bit of a dull name, but hey, to each their own. "What's the Empire's presence there?"

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"One island has a handful of stormtroopers on it that are terrible at their job," Kanan shared, dutifully. "And there's a student at the school there who came from Imperial Center, so she carries those biases with her, but she's not someone anybody has to worry about. I've been keeping an eye on her."

He shrugged. Okay, so 'answers directly to the Emperor' was a thing to worry about, sure. And the visit from Vader still had him a little freaked out. But...

Fandom was complicated.

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Hm. Even a handful of troopers had to answer to someone, but if they were far enough out...

"So it's not entirely unknown, but easy enough to hide on?" Hera guessed. "How habitable is it? Is there a local population?"

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"A small one," Kanan replied, scratching at his beard. "Mostly human, but they wouldn't really care one way or another if you aren't, either."

He blew out a breath and shrugged his shoulders.

"I was planning on returning there, with my conspicuous ship, after leaving Gorse, for what it's worth. And if we get there and you don't like what you see, we can leave again. I'm not that attached to the place."

But he'd have to pick up his dog. And his holocron.

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"Good of them not to care, since I'm not," Hera pointed out, rolling her eyes.

Okay, clearly Kanan was trying to help, though. She wasn't entirely sold, but the fact he didn't seem to be trying to sell her on it meant he was probably sincere.

"All right, we'll give it a try," she decided. She didn't have a better bolthole, and it'd come in handy until the business on Gorse died down. "I'll get the docking clamps ready."

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Kanan didn't even bother to hide his grin.

"And I'll get the ship. Meet you up there?"

Yes, yes he was gesturing upwards.

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Dork.

Okay, so he was kind of adorable.

"Meet you there," Hera agreed. She lowered the ramp and grinned. "Last one up's a hairless wookiee!"

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"Great," Kanan laughed. "And you with the head start. I only have one request. Before we leave this system, we stop somewhere for some caf."