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Who: Hera Syndulla and OPEN
Where: Rock Garden, Laundry Room
When: Llama 27
What: Trying to process revelations from the test of heart
Warnings:

Hera had come through the actual mission with relatively few problems. So why was the much lower stakes stop managing to get under her skin like this?

The trial of heart was supposed to make it hard to walk away, not make her question why that was what it manufactured as a desire. But it would have been pointless for its purpose if there wasn't some truth to it...

Of course, the one person it would be truly useful to talk this over with isn't on the train. So she's going to have to work it out on her own.

The first thought on what would Kanan do is to spend some time meditating since she'd spent time learning it. THe results are... mixed and sometimes she has to just let herself think.

She can't help trying to fall back on the old standby of keeping herself too busy to think about it. Unfortunately with no access to maintain the engines or most other systems, she's got Purple's assigned chore at her disposal.

Laundry's not the best chore for a distraction but she's throwing herself into it all the same.

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Raptor really didn't try the trials, it could have been because she's not entirely certain how they would work with her robotic systems, it could have also been she's not certain she could deal with what is in her heart. PROBABLY THOUGH she was just too distracted writing up fanfic ideas. What with her open notebook, and a few other bits of paper with notes on people she's seen here and is absentmindedly scribbling on as she is COMPLETELY HIDDEN from everyone in the one room that she has figured no human would go. The laundry room, hiding under a sheet.

"Hrm.... I wish I got better data, I should have gone deeper...."

Hera recognizes the voice from the platform. The pilot, of course she would remember a pilot. Under sheets is... different.

She sets down the basket of dirty clothes that she's collected from various passengers. "Deeper into what?"

Raptor looks around, she doesn't see anyone, but that is definitely the other Rebellion pilot. Is she capable of.... Oh wait, sheet over her head. Nervously laughing she shakes her head, still sitting under the sheet.

"Analysis of..... Stuff. I've been in here doing that for.... Um, I'm not sure, I don't have my chronological uplink to Orion anymore."

There is the vague shape of a person under a sheet shaking her head and facepalming.

"Is the bedding part of the process?" It's strange enough that it almost seems like there must be a reason for it. With so many people from so many worlds, you can never quite rule that out, even if she has no idea how hiding under sheets would help with analysis.

"Er...."

She lets out a breath, "Actually, I used to do all this sitting outside the Orion cause no one could bother me in the vacuum of space. I haven't found the airlock to sit on top of this train things and do it here."

She pulls the sheet off her head after carefully closing her notebook, "I just know that getting anyone to do laundry back home was a massive chore, so I figured no one would be in here."

She wants to add looking for people to practice their dance moves with for mission selection, but she suspects no one does that here and it was only her unreliable captain that did that sort of nonsense.

"Sitting out in the void is no safer than out in hyperspace." It wasn't a perfect correlation, but it was close enough to not chance it.

Another convenient comparison. "I expect all my crew to do their part to keep the ship running, and that includes myself. I'm not about to start slacking on that here."

Also it's a good distraction, especially when the laundry will have to all be hung up manually to dry. Plenty of ways to keep herself busy.

Danny had had a fun time with the trial. First three? No problem.

But that last one....

Well, at least Danny had plenty of experience functioning through denial and distractions. And it wasn't exactly like knowing what he was most afraid of was something new.

Speaking of which, here was one now.

"Hey!" He waves cheerfully at Hera. Their last meeting had convinced him that she was one of the coolest people here. Because, space.

"What's up? Its been a while since we talked."

Usually her situational awareness is good enough that it's hard to take her by surprise. But she's not quite feeling usual right now, so she does start briefly.

But then she smiles. The kids here are simple enough to focus on. Much simpler than hypotheticals. "Hi. Just... doing some work. How are your stars coming along?"

"Oh, I got them all up. It looks really cool now."

It was nice... having a way to remember the constellations from back home.

"I'm glad to hear it. It's good to find ways to connect to home." If she focuses on everyone else she doesn't need to worry about things she can't even do anything about on the train.

"Have you found anything like that?" Danny was probably one of the least emotionally sensitive people on the train, but even he could tell when someone was upset about something. "I've been mostly trying to find little things like this. Like the stars. Or putting together models of space stuff from back home."

"The Empire's had us on the run for long enough that home's been people more than a place for a long time." Harder to find physical reminders like that. "Watching Madoka and Romeo's art day a few weeks ago helped."

Nothing's going to quite replace talking to Kanan right now though.

"The Empire? I'm guessing that's not a great form of government?"

Wild guess here.

"To put it mildly. We've been fighting them for years now. I've learned here that it's not in vain, but there's years more of fighting to get through." Her voice goes from determination to sadness by the end. She's not afraid to fight, but why did the illusion cave show her things so incompatible with that?

"...I'm sorry." Danny had had a few brief experiences with fighting corrupt governments (and being hunted by corrupt government organizations), and promptly decided that the whole thing sucked. No wonder most ghosts didn't bother with a government.

"But you do know there's an end to it?"

"Yeah." She smiles slightly at that. "I'd keep going even if I didn't know, but it's good to know. There's just a lot of unknown between here and there."

There's an end to the fighting, but that doesn't tell her who sees the end of it. And that's just the beginning of the reasons to not spend too long wanting anything specific for herself.

"Yeah... I have a friend who knows a few things about time. He says that time is like a parade. It has one thing after another that has to happen."

"I've heard stories about what happens when people think they know exactly what's going to happen in the future. It never ends well." She's sure Kanan would understand why she hasn't asked if they both live to see that future. "I've tried not to worry about the smaller scale things beyond what I can do in the moment."

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