Laying Low 2.0, Thursday, Period 2

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan yawned as he walked into the Danger Shop today, which was set up like a movie theater. And then he waved his hand vaguely at the screen.

"Movie day," he shared. "There was a thing with a dog and a droid, my notes for this class have gone the way of the... some extinct thing you all would actually know about. We'll cover making sure your needs are met next week. This week just grab popcorn and enjoy this thing the Danger Shop provided that might or might not be accurate, I don't know, I've never seen it."

And then he kind of oozed into a seat at the back of the theater and closed his eyes. Totally not sleeping. Honest.

[OOC: Open!]

Self-Care for Optimal Stabbing, Thursday

[magnusrushesin]

Class was in Caritas today. The zombie band was playing, Magnus and Cara were sipping drinks, and Tino was glaring daggers at Cara to very little avail.

"So sometimes you need to drink something a bit stronger than those pouches claiming to be juice."

"And also make 'm frozen," Magnus added. "Man, I love a good Frosé."

Which existed where he was from.

"Now, we're not encouraging any if you guys to drink because that'd be irresponsible."

"Mostly because this land's attitudes to drink mean none of you actually know how to handle it." Cara, no.

Magnus tilted his head thoughtfully. "That's fair. That's fair."

They were such good teachers. "So amusing as it would be to make you all deal with hangovers tomorrow as an object lesson, you won't be drinking in class today." She took another sip of her drink.

Good teachers.

"Because a drink, in moderation," he emphasized before sipping his frozen concoction. "Can be good! But you gotta learn moderation."

"Exactly."