-5 MCA, Friday Afternoon/Evening

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John had gotten the surprise of his fucking life this morning. In a good way, that was, and while it had taken a few moments for him to wake up enough to realize what, exactly, was coming out of his shower-head, he had figured it out eventually.

A call and a bribe to get a same-day delivery of a few giant bottles of Culligan and a water cooler from the mainland, a trip over the Causeway to the YMCA for a godsdamned shower with water and a shopping trip for the appropriate accouterments...

It was getting on towards dinner time by the time once he was back and had everything he needed. The door to his flat was propped open, text messages reading my fucking taps are running absinthe come fucking help me enjoy it, music on and food available.

Fuck yeah Constantine was indulging. And no, he wasn't lighting his sugar cubes on fire, that shit was for showy amateurs.

[OOC: Open post! If you think you got a text, you did, or feel free to stumble over Constantine's Bad Choices.]

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[uncertain_dume]

"... Your planet makes no sense."

Just in case Peter wasn't aware.

[2_old_for_this]

"I'm pretty sure that no-one anywhere has ever claimed otherwise." Peter shrugged. "No-one sane, anyway."

[uncertain_dume]

"Well, I never claimed to have known a sane person from here, either," Kanan pointed out, grinning faintly. "I'm not sure if Earth is crazy because of the people, the people are crazy because of Earth, or something somewhere in the middle, but it's got to be at least one of those."

And he'd come back. So.

[2_old_for_this]

"Probably in the middle," Peter said. "We pretty much all grew up crazy together."

He eyed Kanan. "You can't tell me you've got a whole galaxy with no weird customs, though."

[uncertain_dume]

"Oh, no, it's all weird," Kanan agreed easily. "But it's a weird I understand, and that makes all the difference. And if it's a weird I don't understand, then hey, it's a big galaxy. I probably just missed something somewhere, and the odds that I'll encounter it again are pretty slim anyway."

[2_old_for_this]

"This is a big galaxy, too," Peter pointed out, grinning. "If you travel around, you won't see our weird again, either."

[uncertain_dume]

"Big, but backrocket," Kanan snorted. "If there is other life out there, in this same galaxy, they clearly haven't gone out of their way to say hello. I mean, I could go looking, but where the hell would I re-fuel?"

But even that was weird, for the record. A whole galaxy with only one sentient species in it? Didn't seem possible.

[2_old_for_this]

Excuse you, Kanan, but Peter wasn't human. Just because there was only one planet, didn't mean only one sentient species.

He shrugged. "You'd have to find a place. Maybe there are some. It's not like Earth's gotten very far out yet."

[uncertain_dume]

... Eh, he started human, anyway.

"True enough," Kanan allowed, "but from the sound of it, nothing's gotten very far in, either. And even if I find a place with fuel, there's no guarantee it's compatible with Escape, either."

He wasn't going to go experimenting with his baby!

[2_old_for_this]

"So you just have to put up with the weird around here, then," Peter said, grinning.

[uncertain_dume]

"How often do you suppose the weird around here will involve free alcohol?"

Priorities.

[2_old_for_this]

"You're always welcome to mine," Peter said with a shrug. "Not like it does anything for me, after all."

[uncertain_dume]

"Hey, more for me?" Kanan grinned. "I can live with that. Just so long as you don't mind dealing with me when I'm acting like a drunken idiot."

In fairness, he often acted like a drunken idiot even while sober.

[2_old_for_this]

"I reserve the right to dump you in the snow," Peter said, grinning.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan seriously contemplated that one for a moment.

"Still worth it," he decided. "I'm game."