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fandomhigh2019-06-10 06:34 am
uncertain_dume) wrote in fandomhigh2019-06-10 06:34 am
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Tao of a Silly Old Bear, Monday, Period Two
Today, Kanan had sent a message to the students, stay in the dorms. He'd come to them. Hopefully nobody had any complaints about a workshop coopting the dorms rec room, because when it came to making his students navigate the fresh hell that was out there just so that he could chat about philosophy?
Ha. Kanan had put messy blaster holes in three splicers just getting from the radio station to here today. There was a long tear in his shirt and blood he was just casually ignoring. It wasn't worth it to expect the students to be out in that. Nope.
"This week's lesson was supposed to be about busybodies who don't take the time to stop and relax," he said, leaning against a wall, arms crossed over his chest, lightsaber actually assembled on his belt. "And if I figured that was at all relevant to what's going on out there, I'd even feel okay with teaching it. But this week we're going to just... have a discussion, I guess. Talk about when to run versus when to fight. Talk to your classmates - pick a buddy to travel with when you go outside. Even if you don't personally think you need someone to watch your back, think of it as having someone else whose back needs watching. How many of you are fighters? How many of you aren't? The wasteland was bad - the animals there were twisted and lethal. But here, the enemy is people. And people can be anywhere."
Kanan shrugged.
"If there are any essentials you need this week and you don't feel safe going outside, message me. I don't mind doing runs for food, weapons, or first aid supplies. I know we've just been coasting through the summer so far, wasteland being an exception for some, but it might be well past time to start treating these bouts of weekly weirdness as actual emergency situations, not just novel new experiences. So, what do you do to prep for an emergency that's already on you?"
Sorry, silly old bear. Maybe class would get back to discussing you next week. Adjusting his lesson to go with the flow that the universe had thrown at the island was in line with Taoism, too.
Ha. Kanan had put messy blaster holes in three splicers just getting from the radio station to here today. There was a long tear in his shirt and blood he was just casually ignoring. It wasn't worth it to expect the students to be out in that. Nope.
"This week's lesson was supposed to be about busybodies who don't take the time to stop and relax," he said, leaning against a wall, arms crossed over his chest, lightsaber actually assembled on his belt. "And if I figured that was at all relevant to what's going on out there, I'd even feel okay with teaching it. But this week we're going to just... have a discussion, I guess. Talk about when to run versus when to fight. Talk to your classmates - pick a buddy to travel with when you go outside. Even if you don't personally think you need someone to watch your back, think of it as having someone else whose back needs watching. How many of you are fighters? How many of you aren't? The wasteland was bad - the animals there were twisted and lethal. But here, the enemy is people. And people can be anywhere."
Kanan shrugged.
"If there are any essentials you need this week and you don't feel safe going outside, message me. I don't mind doing runs for food, weapons, or first aid supplies. I know we've just been coasting through the summer so far, wasteland being an exception for some, but it might be well past time to start treating these bouts of weekly weirdness as actual emergency situations, not just novel new experiences. So, what do you do to prep for an emergency that's already on you?"
Sorry, silly old bear. Maybe class would get back to discussing you next week. Adjusting his lesson to go with the flow that the universe had thrown at the island was in line with Taoism, too.
Re: Discuss!
"I don't understand," she admitted in the tiniest of voices. "What's wrong?"
Re: Discuss!
Oh, Del. Kanan bit back a frown, feeling a little pang at her confusion.
"It's dangerous outside," he offered, gently. "So we're spending a little time just making sure our people are a little more safe."
Re: Discuss!
"It's always dangerous outside," Del said, biting her lip a little, "Why today?"
Re: Discuss!
Kanan paused before answering that one.
She wasn't wrong. Force knew he'd lived damn near half a lifetime of that very truth.
"There are... more people than usual who would hurt us," he ventured. "People who don't want to be reasoned with."
A beat.
"And the ceiling is leaky."
A shrug. That part seemed to concern some people more than the splicers.
Re: Discuss!
Del tipped her head back and started squinting at the ceiling, looking for a leak.
Re: Discuss!
"The... outside ceiling," Kanan amended, glancing up. "It's just damp in here, so far."
Having multiple floors in the dorms helped, that way.
Re: Discuss!
"It's raining?" Del guessed, "It's not really a ceiling, you know. There are no chandeliers from the sky."
Beat.
"But that's a really good idea, maybe I'll make some."
Re: Discuss!
There was a beat before Kanan answered, "There might be chandeliers out there today. I wasn't paying attention."
But the place certainly did seem to have delusions of grandeur.