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fandomhigh2019-04-04 07:10 am
uncertain_dume) wrote in fandomhigh2019-04-04 07:10 am
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Culture Shock, Thursday, Period 2
Were your teachers not talking about the weekend? Damn right, your teachers were not talking about the weekend. As a matter of fact, today's class was entirely a testimony to just how 'not talking about the weekend' they really were!
"So," Kanan said, arms crossed over his chest as he tried not to look entirely like he wanted to crawl right out of his skin today, "no matter who you are or where you go, sometimes, things get stressful. And, whatever sort of upbringing you come from, odds are good that you were taught some way to unwind, when that's the case."
For Kanan, 'relax' was more or less synonymous with 'spend hours kneeling on hard concrete,' so they were going to be deferring to Summer's idea of relaxation today. You're welcome, class.
"And," Summer added, "not everyone's going to need the same things to unwind, but I think you'll be pretty hard pressed to find someone who doesn't enjoy a nice, relaxing day at the spa. Oh, they might tell you they don't, but, believe me, there's always a little part of them deep inside that is so totally stoked for hot rock massage or a nice pedicure.
"There's a spa here in town, obviously," she continued, "but what fun is that, when I've been to about a dozen different spas throughout my universe and can totally just whip up one of my absolute favorites in the blink of an eye! This place is, like, nestled in the remote jungle of a place whose name I can't even pronounce nestled on the top of some trees so tall that they reach all the way down into the planet's core so you know the view is spectacular. Also, the water naturally smells like whatever your favorite smell is."
There was a slight pause.
"I actually couldn't figure out how to do that with the Danger Shop, though, so you're all just getting strawberries."
"I can live with strawberries," Kanan volunteered. Because he was trying to look on the bright side of this whole 'treat yourself' experience and strawberries were great, dammit. "And... whatever else."
Hot rock massages or something something. He didn't know. He just worked here. And had possibly just spent three days as a scruffy wizard hobo, so Force knew he needed this anyway.
And that scruffy wizard hobo was about thirty percent of why Summer had suggested this. The other seventy had to do with how having a big, giant galactic goddess stick up your ass was a nightmare on your lower back.
[OOC: Open!]
"So," Kanan said, arms crossed over his chest as he tried not to look entirely like he wanted to crawl right out of his skin today, "no matter who you are or where you go, sometimes, things get stressful. And, whatever sort of upbringing you come from, odds are good that you were taught some way to unwind, when that's the case."
For Kanan, 'relax' was more or less synonymous with 'spend hours kneeling on hard concrete,' so they were going to be deferring to Summer's idea of relaxation today. You're welcome, class.
"And," Summer added, "not everyone's going to need the same things to unwind, but I think you'll be pretty hard pressed to find someone who doesn't enjoy a nice, relaxing day at the spa. Oh, they might tell you they don't, but, believe me, there's always a little part of them deep inside that is so totally stoked for hot rock massage or a nice pedicure.
"There's a spa here in town, obviously," she continued, "but what fun is that, when I've been to about a dozen different spas throughout my universe and can totally just whip up one of my absolute favorites in the blink of an eye! This place is, like, nestled in the remote jungle of a place whose name I can't even pronounce nestled on the top of some trees so tall that they reach all the way down into the planet's core so you know the view is spectacular. Also, the water naturally smells like whatever your favorite smell is."
There was a slight pause.
"I actually couldn't figure out how to do that with the Danger Shop, though, so you're all just getting strawberries."
"I can live with strawberries," Kanan volunteered. Because he was trying to look on the bright side of this whole 'treat yourself' experience and strawberries were great, dammit. "And... whatever else."
Hot rock massages or something something. He didn't know. He just worked here. And had possibly just spent three days as a scruffy wizard hobo, so Force knew he needed this anyway.
And that scruffy wizard hobo was about thirty percent of why Summer had suggested this. The other seventy had to do with how having a big, giant galactic goddess stick up your ass was a nightmare on your lower back.
[OOC: Open!]
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Lecture!
Spa Day!
...and, hey, look at that. There's even a small square of hard concrete, if that's what you're into.
Summer went there with a spaceship once. It was very posh.
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Jedi could Jedi, but the Sith was going to enjoy herself.
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Talk to the Teachers!
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...and try to fit in a much-needed mani-pedi before the class period was over, too.
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