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Hera Syndulla ([personal profile] for_everyone) wrote2018-12-09 04:05 pm

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She's awake. Her face is flat against some smooth surface, the smell of it quick to help her remember the mat. The sandcrawler, the Jawas. One arm is tucked beneath her, the other out, her fingers also pressing into the mat. She feels the fabric of her hood tucked against her forehead, her lekku, and there's something on top of her, lying horizontal across her, set just above her elbow. Hera can hear slow, steady breathing, can feel it along the back of her neck. It's all she can hear. The crawler has stopped.

Hera opens her eyes. There's bright white light, coming up from the grate beneath them. She shifts, turning over, and realizes what's lying across her is Kanan's arm. She must have moved closer to him in her sleep. Hera lifts herself up, and slowly tries to move his arm off from her and back to his side, quietly and gently enough to not wake him. Maybe that's something she should think about, be bothered by or – not. But for now it doesn't hold her interest. She rolls back to the edge of the mat, looking down into the room below, but though the lights are on, and the combustion chamber reignited, there's no one inside.

Now she hears more – voices. Scurrying footsteps outside. Have they arrived somewhere? Hera doesn't feel like they've slept that long. She pulls out her chrono – nearly four hours. It's the middle of the night. What's gotten the rest of them up?
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[personal profile] notallofus 2018-12-10 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Kanan keeps himself still even as the Tuskens take their newly-acquired goods, turn, and depart.

He keeps his breathing quiet, as if certain that if he does anything before Tsedec gives them the 'all-clear', something terrible will happen.

It's gone that way before, if not on this specific planet.

So . . . he waits. Tensely.
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[personal profile] notallofus 2018-12-10 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Kanan exhales gustily, turning over onto his back and throwing one arm over his eyes.

"Thank the . . . everything. I was really worried for a minute there."
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[personal profile] notallofus 2018-12-11 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
"They did," Kanan agrees, exhaling again.

"I really did think we might get into a fight we couldn't win."

Or, you know. Survive.
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[personal profile] notallofus 2018-12-11 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Right."

He hesitate for a second, then slowly, carefully, reaches out to rest his hand on her shoulder.

"But we're okay. So -- pretty soon we'll see Chopper again. Do you get dibs on yelling at him?"

Someday Kanan would like a turn.
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[personal profile] notallofus 2018-12-11 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
He pats her shoulder a little, then shifts to move his hand away.

"Yeah. I -- he should be. He's not a bad pilot, and you know he wants to keep you safe, and that means getting you off this planet, so."

Sure, Chopper's annoying and mean and way too free with his shock prod, but he's also incredibly serious about taking care of Hera. (And Kanan, honestly. He's just more angry about it.)
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[personal profile] notallofus 2018-12-12 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
"If anyone knows how to make up time in one of these things . . . "

Okay, it's probably not the Jawas, but maybe?
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[personal profile] notallofus 2018-12-12 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Kanan exhales heavily.

"That's something. But now I'm really not inclined to nap to kill time."

He could meditate, but that'd leave Hera basically on her own, conversation-wise, and that's . . . he'd really rather not.
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[personal profile] notallofus 2018-12-12 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh. Do you want me to . . . "

He trails off.

"I mean, if you do want to get more sleep I can probably . . . help."
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[personal profile] notallofus 2018-12-12 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
. . .




Right, so this is even more awkward than he thought it sounded in his head. Still, it's probably worse just to leave it there.

"Meditation techniques? With the -- uh . . . guided meditation techniques?"
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[personal profile] notallofus 2018-12-12 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"All right," Kanan says quickly, looking -- at all the red lights limning the room around them, that seems pretty safe right now.

Sort of.

"Yeah, I'll -- be here. Then. If you want . . . "

Kanan stops talking.
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[personal profile] notallofus 2018-12-12 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Not a lot, no. The usual rumors, stories of violence and depradation, the occasional fearmongering gossip about them eating other sentients."

That last one is probably unlikely.

"You?"
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[personal profile] notallofus 2018-12-12 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"The Jawas seem to get on with them. Or . . . at least this group of them?"

Maybe they're seasonal, the conflicts. Or there's a complex web of interconnected relationships that plays into trade vs conversation vs violence.

Maybe they just don't like outsiders?

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