Kanan had been on the island for almost a year. The calendar agreed, the computing systems on the Expedient agreed. But upon arriving back on Gorse, Kanan had been somewhat stunned to realize that time itself was checking for a second opinion. His arrival at the Asteroid Belt hadn't been met with admonishments for vanishing with Moonglow Property ( Read more... )

Okay, so Kanan had been a bit lax when it came to holding his office hours, this term. In his defense, he'd been a cat for much of it so far. And for the rest... eh. He hadn't cared enough to bother. He was still contemplating just taking off for somewhere else, after all. That galaxy they kept hitting, the one with the Krogans (and their liquor), ( Read more... )

Kanan was actually getting used to living on the island and getting his fill of excitement by leaving to explore whatever was on the other side of the Causeway, and he couldn't help but be curious of the place with the spaceport lot that went on for damn near forever. It had taken him a little bit longer before he realized that the bill for the ( Read more... )

Leave it to Kanan to wander into a bar empty-handed and still wind up getting fairly hammered.

It had been getting to him, sitting on the island, looking out on stone streets and buildings that were practically ancient. Especially since just off the Causeway there was a city that looked like a city he could feel right at home in. And he'd managed ( Read more... )