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"So, uh, did everyone here have a good weekend? Bad weekend? Mentally or emotionally scarring weekend? I was a cat for most of it," Kanan said, looking faintly irritated at the island in general, "and then I was naked in the park. I figure that means I just about break even. Either way," he glanced at Hera. "We're going for an easy week, this time around. Complete with enviro-suits and a moon walk."

Hera still wasn't entirely sure about this weekend, and was a bit more subdued than last week. "Your planet's own moon is low-gravity and lacks most of an atmosphere, but it's otherwise pretty good for walking around on. I bet it could be terraformed into a good place. For now, we'll still need those enviro-suits, though."

"They're not pretty, but they'll keep you from dying a horrible death in an airless void," Kanan agreed. And then tilted his head. "I guess it isn't everyone's planet here either, is it? Eric's moon. For the rest of us it's a loaner."

There you go, Eric. You had your very own moon.

"Suit up," Kanan continued, "and we'll get going. This is gonna at least be a quick trip there, and then we can walk around a bit. Enjoy the view. That sort of thing."

"I understand there's a few things up there from past trips, so maybe we can do a bit of scavenging, too," Hera said. "Clean the place up and get anything useful."

"If we find any interesting droids, maybe we can swap them out for Chopper," Kanan quipped. Aaaand then he laughed and made a little jog into the cockpit before Chopper could get him with that stunner of his.

Hera rolled her eyes.

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"Big, reptilian, two sets of organs, like to headbutt things," Peebee reeled off flippantly. "Live about a thousand years, like we do. That is, assuming they survive that long. You know, because of the fighting things. They're . . . pretty scrappy."

And would probably stomp her into pulp for describing them that way, but pfft. There weren't any around to overhear her now!

"They sound a bit like Trandoshans," Hera said. "Big reptiles that count points for everything they kill. That'd work. Heck, we could make up species just for fun."

"The more out there the better?" Peebee guessed. "Ooooh, a hanar puppet! We could do that "

"They're another non-humanoid species?" Hera guessed. "It'd be great to have someone as...I don't know, an ithorian, but the whole 'two mouths' thing would be a problem."

"They're basically two and a half meter tall jellyfish who communicate through bioluminescent flashes," Peebee said cheerfully. "That would get people's attention . . . wait, two mouths?"

"One on each side of their neck," Hera confirmed. "Four throats, too. It makes speaking Ithorian pretty much impossible for anyone else. They've got large heads, sort of T-shaped," she gestured, "with one eye on each side, too. They're really sweet people."

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