Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

Kitty was still at work, still god damn pregnant, and really tired of it. And there was for some reason a cow in the bar, and it kept walking through everything (literally through) and chirping, and Tino wasn't any help because he kept running into the wall for no reason.

Anyway, she was here, annoyed and overheating, refusing to turn on the TV tonight for her own sanity, and if you caught her in a quiet moment, you might hear her looking down and threateningly murmuring, "Get out."


[Open, no OCD!]

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[uncertain_dume]

Kanan's torso seemed to be invisible this evening.

It was still there. He could feel it, his hands seemed to work just fine, his arms were connected to shoulders, breathing wasn't being affected at all, but when he looked down, there was just... kind of a weird shaded hollow at the top of his pants, where his waist would have ideally connected to the rest of him, his head and neck appearing from the void again up top.

"How badly would you judge me," he said, looking at Kitty as he took a seat, ass planted firmly in the air just a little to the left of the actual barstool, "if I were to say I need a drink tonight?"

He could put up with a lot of shit, but apparently today had been a little beyond the pale.

[throughaphase]

"If you said that then I would listen to your troubles and give you a Kanan," she told him. "With an extra umbrella."

[uncertain_dume]

"And that's exactly why I came here instead of finding my own," Kanan decided. "I'll take that extra umbrella, thanks."

He offered her a crooked smile, and his torso flickered back into view, leaving him armless, instead.

...

"And a straw."

[throughaphase]

"Coming right up," she said, then sighing when she remembered Tino was useless and started making it herself. "Is it just the current weirdness or something else that's up?"

[uncertain_dume]

"There's always something, isn't there?" Kanan shrugged a shoulder. At least he had enough shoulder left to shrug. "Home is beginning to get to that point where I can't pretend I'm not in over my head, people are throwing in for the cause, that on its own has been plenty. How've you been?"

[throughaphase]

"Still got a freaking baby in me," she said, setting down his drink.

Which said some things.

[uncertain_dume]

"That you do," Kanan confirmed, grimacing in sympathy. "Soon, though?"

Agonizingly soon, at this point?

[throughaphase]

"There's not even a point to her being in there! She's just getting bigger and making it harder to do stuff! She's gonna come out grounded."

Handling this well.

[uncertain_dume]

"Fortunately, her 'grounded' years will be spent eating, sleeping, probably crying now and then," Kanan mused. "Just think, it'll be that much more of a relief when you've got her in your arms, instead."

[throughaphase]

"It's hard to be sentimental when there's another person pushing on nerves I literally didn't know I had," she said.

[uncertain_dume]

"That is pretty rude of her," Kanan allowed, biting back a bit of a crooked smile as he reached for his drink - thank the Force his hands were back. "Once she's out, you can teach her some manners, too."

[throughaphase]

"She will be early to everything from now on." Her due date wasn't even till next week. "I swear I'll stop complaining at some point."

[uncertain_dume]

"You're under no obligation to stop complaining until after you've gotten the baby out of you," Kanan replied dutifully. "And then until you've gotten some rest again. Hell, you're probably entitled to your complaints right on up until she's grown up and moved out, I won't judge you."

He took a swig from his glass.

The glass didn't get any more empty as he did so.

[throughaphase]

"Did you get to actually drink that?" Kitty asked.

[uncertain_dume]

"If I'm being entirely honest, I'm not actually sure," Kanan admitted, squinting down into the glass. "Today is weird, Kitty. More than usual weird."

[died8yearsago]

And of course, now that her Halloween Heist was over and she had other plans to move onto for her class, plans that would include asking Kanan something if he happened to come into the bar today, she would be stuck in the damn bar.

But she really wanted to get moving on this next class, so she was just going to have to suck it up.

"Hey, Kanan!" she called. "Come here for a sec."

Because she obviously wasn't going anywhere.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan glanced over toward her, took careful note of the fact that she A) Was stuck in the bar and B) Had actually used his name, and then shrugged and wandered her way, the rest of his body reappearing as he went, though he seemed to be walking a good two feet off the ground the entire way.

"Hey, Rosa. What's up?"

...

"Besides the obvious."

[died8yearsago]

Considering what she'd done to that rattail, she would have just felt bad calling him Rattail, especially when she wanted something from him. He'd gained Actual Name Status a while ago, really.

"I wanna borrow your warehouse for my class next Tuesday."

[uncertain_dume]

Well, that earned a blink.

"My warehouse?"

Not technically his warehouse, he'd just kind of put a mark on the door and moved some of his crap into there. But he wasn't going to clarify that.

"What for?"

[died8yearsago]

Totally his warehouse.

"I need a better space than the gym or my classroom for weapons," Rosa explained.

Plus, warehouses were kind of cool.

[uncertain_dume]

"Okay, you've got my attention," Kanan decided, grinning a little. "What kind of weapons, is there anything in there you'd like me to get out of the way, and are there any changes to the place that you're planning on making? I can be in there on Friday if you want to give it a once-over. I've been planning on bringing in some mats so that nobody cracks their head on the floor, the school might insist on that one."

Way to grab the Jedi gunslinger's interest: mention you're teaching weapons to the kids.

[died8yearsago]

Apparently so.

Rosa quirked an eyebrow. Kanan had put more thought and planning into this in the three seconds since she told him about that she had done altogether.

"Yeah, I guess mats might not be a bad idea," she allowed. Because, yes, Rosa, not cracking open your students' heads was a good thing. "And I don't know, I was just going to bring in a bunch, maybe borrow some from Blackstone," because she definitely wasn't going to let those kids get their grubby hands on her arsenal, "let them kind of see what they like and get to know them better."

[uncertain_dume]

"Alright, I'll have mats in by next Tuesday," Kanan replied, and then added, "I have swords in there- nobody gets to touch the sharpened steel, but they're welcome to make use of the bamboo shinai if they want to. There's a first-aid kit on the wall, it's all weird stuff from my neck of the multiverse, but I wrote out translations to the instructions in English just in case. I have approached Amaya about training swords cast in actual steel, I can ask before Tuesday about her progress with those. If she still has the mold for them, I can get her to cast a few more, if you want one for all your girls."

It wasn't a sword club, though, dammit.

[died8yearsago]

Yeah, sure, no. Of course not.

If she hadn't been looking forward to this particular class all semester, Rosa might have suggested he teach it.

"Wow," she said. "I knew you were kind of into the whole weapons training thing, but I didn't realize you were such a nerd about it."

[uncertain_dume]

"You did meet me as a teenager," Kanan pointed out, smiling wryly. "It can't be that much of a surprise."

He shrugged.

"And it isn't like there's a hell of a lot else to keep busy with around here. Only way I can make the whole setup better would be by installing a shooting range while I'm at it."