Milliways, Sunday Evening

May 22, 2016 19:57

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... )

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worstofalltime May 23 2016, 00:12:59 UTC
Yeah. That was... a thing. A thing that was happening.

So, Wash was pretty darn glad he'd stuck with the MJOLNIR armor for his little trip to check out this place. He was fully expecting to have someone attempt to put him on the menu at any given time. "Kanan?"

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uncertain_dume May 23 2016, 00:21:22 UTC
Now there was a familiar voice. No familiar face to be seen, mind. Kanan found himself blinking up at a suit of armor, instead.

"Uh." Squint. "... Agent Washington, is that you in there?"

You were so lucky your armor was pretty distinct, Wash. Kanan didn't generally trust a person wearing a bucket.

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worstofalltime May 23 2016, 00:28:43 UTC
"Don't I look the same." Wash, being sarcastic helped nothing at all.

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uncertain_dume May 23 2016, 00:33:17 UTC
"Oh, yeah," Kanan snorted, vaguely amused. "If I squint and lean in uncomfortably close to that headgear you're sporting, I might even kick myself for not knowing you at a glance."

He meant that lovingly, Wash.

"Not taking any risks over your dinner, are you?"

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intotheout May 23 2016, 00:18:17 UTC
Tip hadn't actually done any exploring beyond the island just yet, just trying to get used to being in a whole other world before she went out and explored the rest of the universe.

She was a little startled by the sheer diversity of the clientele of the restaurant at the end of the causeway. There was a lot of wide eyed staring that attempted to pretend it wasn't wide eyed staring as she made her way towards the bar. Then Bill jumped up off her head and spouted excited bubbles.

"Oh great," said a Boov a few tables away. "I thought we came here to get away from advertising."

Tip caught Bill sheepishly and tried to surreptitiously watch the Boov. And walked right into Kanan's table, knocking herself on her ass.

"Oof."

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uncertain_dume May 23 2016, 00:24:58 UTC
"Whoa, there," Kanan was on his feet before Tip's behind had even hit the floor, holding out a hand to help her up again. He probably could have caught her, all told, but that would have been a feat that was a little more superhuman than he cared to pull off in plain view, these days. "You okay?"

The place was maaaaybe just a little bit distracting. Kanan understood.

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intotheout May 23 2016, 00:33:38 UTC
"Fine!" Tip said. "Just fine!" She was blushing furiously. Bill, having escaped her grip when she fell, circled worriedly above her head while she accepted the hand up. "I'm normally much better at watching where I'm going."

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uncertain_dume May 23 2016, 00:43:09 UTC
"Something tells me that this place brings out anything but the usual in anybody," Kanan replied with a chuckle as he pulled her up to her feet. "I just had a conversation with a creature that really wanted to be the main course, and I only wish that was some kind of euphemism."

Just not euphemism with the actual cow. Thanks.

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never_dull May 23 2016, 02:34:39 UTC
Hannibal saw Kanan and came over, giving him a nod and a little smirk. "I should perhaps warn you away from the house drink here. Or at least hire some sort of cart to bring you back to the island afterward."

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uncertain_dume May 23 2016, 03:31:02 UTC
"Trust me," Kanan chuckled, "after the Krogan alcohol on Illium, I'm planning on being really careful about what I drink if I'm not on the island. Maybe I'll get it to go."

Did they make Gargle Blasters to go?

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never_dull May 23 2016, 03:36:06 UTC
Why wouldn't they? It wasn't like there was anyplace else left in the universe to make open-container laws.

"It's probably best," Hannibal agreed. "When our class came here, we ended up carrying one of the students back home after."

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uncertain_dume May 23 2016, 03:46:41 UTC
"I'm guessing he was the kind of kid who figured he could hold his alcohol?"

Kanan had to check to be sure. Because for the most part, the students around that age that he'd met didn't strike him as the types to really know their own limits.

Of course, he knew his own limits and frequently ignored them. So.

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