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[for_everyone]

[OOM: Aboard the USS Ceberus…]

It has been a long, long 'day,' so to speak, but the case of the mysteriously distressed starship had finally been sorted out. Unfortunately, those in distress turned out to be smugglers, who weren't so welcoming toward a Starfleet boarding party, even one that had come to rescue them. That combined with their attitude toward the Twi'lek head of the boarding party, and Hera's more than a little ready for break.

And she might be in luck, as she walks through the door of the Bar, ahead of Kanan. She's looking back at him as she steps though the threshold, and so notices their surroundings a second after he does. They're both still in uniform, Hera in officer red, Kanan in security gold, both with their small Federation badges pinned to their chests.

Hera surveys the bar once, then turns her eyes again to Kanan. She reaches her hand back to him, with a small smile. "Shall we?"

Kanan smiles back, taking her hand. Together, they walk toward the Bar.

[ooc: Hera and Kanan are from a Star Trek!AU, writeup can be found here.]

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[childofrebellion]

Cassian's at the counter with a coffee and a paper when they enter and smiles to see such a content couple especially when serving together.

Their uniforms look vaguely familiar but most of the television he watches is sports or news. He gives them a nod and winces, his ribs aren't happy with him so he's using Milliways to rest, he's wearing a Gilroy Garlic Festival t-shirt under his leather jacket.

[notallofus]

Kanan, too, winces a little, stuttering to a stop and tugging Hera back as well.

His head turns toward the -- human? he certainly looks human, but that is not always a guarantee -- as he licks his lips.

"Are you all right? I know I'm a stranger asking, but . . . . "

[ooc: Timezones complicate everything, but is Cassian-Kanan-Hera an okay order for you?]

[for_everyone]

Hera steps back with him, never letting go of his hand.

(It's possible this isn't that unusual an occurrence.)

"... but we might be able to help," she finishes, glancing between them.

[childofrebellion]

Their kindness is a surprise but this is Milliways and he hopes he's not too obviously hurt as he says,

"I hurt my ribs, they're not too bad just painful."

[notallofus]

"I could tell," Kanan says, just a little wryly. Pain is a pretty . . . let's call it piercing . . . sensation, after all.

He squeezes Hera's hand, very gently, because sometimes he can't help himself.

"I've had some field medic training, though, if you want me to take a look."

[for_everyone]

"We both have," Hera points out, the kind of gentle teasing that she might have added a 'dear' at the end of, were they not in front of others.

Nevertheless, she takes out her tricorder and holds it to him. He has had more experience, between the two of them.

[childofrebellion]

"You could tell?"

When the tricorder comes out, he holds still, he hopes he wasn't making his pain visible, that's not good with his work.

[notallofus]

Kanan takes the tricorder with his free hand, shooting a quick look at Hera as he does so.

"Well . . . "

This is always awkward, but also necessary.

"I'm an empath? So some things kind of punch right on through."

[for_everyone]

"That just scans for injuries," Hera says, noticing Cassian's reaction to the tricorder and remembering not everyone may be used to them.

"Nothing to worry about."

[childofrebellion]

Along with the cracked ribs, he has some bruising, it was a tough fight but the ribs were the worst.

He nods, his face neutral, the technology he sees her is always unexpected as are the skills. Ibani could feel his pain and now this man can too, he doesn't want others to know it, "Oh, I'm sorry."

[notallofus]

"Huh?"

Kanan pulls his attention from the tricorder readout, shaking his head a little, and tilting it so Hera can see.

"No apologies necessary, I sort of invited myself into your space. Cracked ribs are a pain, literally and metaphorically. I think the bruising will sort itself out, though? Unless it means you can't find a comfortable position to sleep."

[for_everyone]

Hera nods, reaching out to close the tricorder and take it back.

"Probably not much to do besides rest."

[childofrebellion]

"Its okay. I just try not to spread pain unless I'm in a fight. It will, I've had worse. Good to know there's nothing else,"

He didn't think it was but also wasn't planning on going to a hospital.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi looks up from his datapad, straightening up at the sight of General Syndulla. He gives her a polite and respectful nod.

[notallofus]

It's not someone Kanan recognizes, and he's pretty sure he would remember Hera describing someone with that obvious a prosthetic.

There's a gentle feeling of inquiry at the corner of Hera's brain, meanwhile Kanan smiles at the nodding probably-human.

"Hello."

[ooc: Tagging order of Bodhi-Kanan-Hera okay?]

[for_everyone]

Hera glances to Kanan, as she often does to see if he's discerning more than she is.

Because she definitely feels she should know someone who looks at her like that. She'd hate to think she's forgotten anyone serving with her.

But finally, she has to concede it, and says "I'm sorry, I don't think we've met."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi nods and relaxes into something more akin to at ease. "My mistake, ma'am. You remind me of someone I know." Definitely someone he served with.

[notallofus]

"She does that," Kanan says fondly.

"I think it's the incorruptible spirit of honor and nobility, myself. That, or the terrible jokes."

[for_everyone]

Hera raises an eyebrow.

"I don't think he was talking about you, dear."

[imthepilot]

The corner of Bodhi's lip quirks in a barely suppressed smile. There's a reason he likes General Syndulla. "It seems this place throws up odd look-a-likes from different worlds."

[notallofus]

Kanan snorts.

"Oh, I see how it is."

He is not touching that look-a-likes comment until someone makes him.

[for_everyone]

"It seems like anything could be possible through this place," she says, with a small shrug.

"But if it helps, I'm Commander Hera Syndulla, and he's Lieutenant Commander Kanan Jarrus, USS Cerberus."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi hides his reaction at their names well. Partly because he was half expected them. "General Bodhi Rook, Delta Base."

He gesture to the bar. "Can I buy you a caf?"

[notallofus]

Kanan frowns a little, perhaps because the way Bodhi says his names makes it feel like it should be familiar. Perhaps not.

He gives Hera another quick look, eyebrows raised.

She's the one this Bodhi recognizes, it's her comfort level's call.

[for_everyone]

Hera knows that look, but she decides not to push it at once.

"If you'd like, though we'd hate to put you out."