Hera Syndulla (
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Hair cuts
It's morning, bright and early.
Hera rubs the sleep from her eyes, still finishing up brewing the first of the day's cups of caf.
When, of course, a terrifyingly tangled horror emerges from his cabin, similarly sleepy.
"Um. Kanan?"
Hera rubs the sleep from her eyes, still finishing up brewing the first of the day's cups of caf.
When, of course, a terrifyingly tangled horror emerges from his cabin, similarly sleepy.
"Um. Kanan?"
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He starts to tilt his head back, but then, "Maybe it'd be easier if I sat down."
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She doesn't disagree, however, though she also doesn't let go of his hair. Not yet, anyway.
"But I think you're right. If you fell over I might take off something that's not just hair."
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"It's how it usually works," he assures her. "If someone else is cutting your hair."
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"I can see how some leverage with the blade would be useful."
Though surely every human doesn't use one of those.
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"I'll trust you not to nick my ears."
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Hera moves to stand behind Kanan, gathering up his hair in her fist again.
"Maybe you should lean forward a little, this time? That way I can use your neck to check the length."
Though --
"I promise not to nick that, either."
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This time, he does lean his head forward, eyes falling down at his knees.
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Hera was serious about not nicking Kanan's anything.
"Here goes," she says at last, and drags the blade through his hair just below the edge of her hand.
And then she's left standing behind Kanan, hair in one hand, knife in the other, not sure of what to do with said hair now she has it.
"What do you think?"
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He shrugs. "It's shorter?"
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Hera moves up beside him, and deposits her handful of his hair into his hands.
Or his lap, if he refuses to take it.
"Now it's your turn."
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"My turn to what?"
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Hera smiles at him, a little crookedly.
"I'd prefer both."
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Beat. "I'm just gonna throw this away."
And with no ceremony, Kanan heads for the trash compactor.
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Because it's still early, caf or no.
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Then -
"Just kidding!"
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Instead --
"Just for that, next time I'm definitely asking Chopper to help out."
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Kanan's already tying his hair back as he reenters.
"I'll just have to make sure it doesn't get so long again."
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That sounds fake, but maybe not.
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But the lie lasts only a few seconds, as he immediately shakes his head. "No, I can't. I'll just have to cut it sooner."
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She trails off for a second.
"As long as you handle the disposal part afterward."
It's just so fluffy! And formerly on his head.
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That only ends with something getting nicked.
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She grins, then.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Definitely no Chop involved in this process."
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Finished tying back his hair, Kanan stretches, and looks around the galley.
"Speaking of, we should probably find him."
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This is followed by a loud blat, and then even more ferocious banging.
"You just had to say it, didn't you?"
Hera's shaking her head as she takes off down the hallway.
"Chopper, if you don't stop that this minute, I swear -- "