#thread . kanan

[wrongsyndulla]

closed starter for @lastpxdawan​ !

it took jacen some time to figure out.. what he was feeling. his knowledge of the force is so limited, mostly self-taught based on his own research and some old training records he’d gotten his hands on. interpreting things through the force isn’t.. his forte, but after some work and concentration jacen had a pretty good idea what he was feeling.

he can’t be sure, though. it’s not a presence he’s ever actually felt before, but it’s.. familiar all the same. jacen can only think of one person it might belong to.

by the time he finds the man, jacen’s more than a little nervous. kanan jarrus is something of a legend in his mind. one of the few surviving jedi from the clone wars. the man who fought alongside his mother. who died protecting her - protecting them both, if he remembers correctly. the man jacen heard stories about his whole life.

kanan’s old lightsaber is in his hand. he’s not sure it even works anymore, truth be told - he’s never tried it, never trusted himself with it, but - it was his father’s, jacen couldn’t leave it behind when he left them all behind. his grip tightens on the hilt as he approaches - more to keep his hand from shaking than anything else. “i think this.. belongs to you,” jacen says as he approaches, holding the lightsaber out to kanan, “...father.”

[spectrcseven]

closed starter for @xspectre-1 

the force isn’t jacen’s strong suit. it’s no secret, really. he spent way more time learning to be a pilot than learning anything about the force. beyond weird feelings and sensations guiding him or helping him pre-empt things, he’s never really used it. but this - this is something he’s never felt before. a sense from the force like no other he’s experienced. a new, strong, familiar sort of connection that jacen can’t ignore no matter how hard he tries.

it took him longer than he would have liked to find the source of it, but when he sees it he stops dead in his tracks. jacen’s seen images, holograms of the man. heard countless stories of his bravery and heroics, of the way he took care of their little family. of one of the last jedi left in the galaxy, doing what he could to take care of what was left of the order’s ways. of the man who made his mother so happy, despite the hardships they faced.

of his father.

he takes a few steps forward, fully intending to close the distance between them, to approach kanan and talk to him. to find a way to know the man he heard so much about growing up, but it occurs to him - kanan doesn’t know him. there’s no way he could possibly know hera had a child, his child. and the realisation hits him like a troop carrier, leaving the young man wondering what the kriff he’s supposed to do about this feeling he hasn’t been able to shake. all his life, he’s wanted to know his father. but... will his father want to know him when kanan doesn’t even know he exists?

[inspiringgreatness]

closed starter for @xspectre-1 -

“you were there, kanan.” ahsoka says with a sternness she doesn’t use all that often. but things have become serious. the empire is becoming more and more bold, despite the fact that they’re likely to fall. more than that, though - anakin’s new direction, his decision to be vader again despite where that path took him last time. and she knows how powerful anakin is. she knows what he’s capable of. and she knows... last time kanan faced him, he was easily overwhelmed.

ahsoka can’t let that happen to him this time.

letting out a sigh, ahsoka rests a hand on kanan’s shoulder, leading him over to sit down. “i know you’ve become stronger with the force, kanan. and i’m glad for that. but it’s time to use that in training - you need to be ready for.. vader.”

[spectrcsix-1]

closed starter for @sacreficied -

 all but skipping out of the small transport ship, ezra makes a beeline for the temple with a smile on his face. he likes being here, it’s - it’s different to the temple they’d been to before. this planet seems to just be bursting with life, not just the force but in general, and after all of his time in almost-isolation in wild space - thrawn doesn’t count, as far as he’s concerned - ezra can’t get enough of it.

“c’mon, kanan! it’s time for me to beat you again!” he calls as he approaches the structure, lightsaber swinging by his hip. being on his own for so long, ezra can’t help but have a little more energy than usual, relieved to be back with the beings he knows he can trust. at least here he can continue to feel like he’s useful, like he can really make a difference again. which - he can only really do if he gets stronger. hence hassling his master for training. he slows his pace a little as he heads inside, looking around for kanan and while he knows he shouldn’t yell he can’t help but call out again - “kanan!”

[spectrcseven]

closed event starter for @xspectre-1 ;

it might seem strange to work during an event like this, and jacen’s sure his mother would much rather jacen were either at the peace talks or celebrating with everyone else, but jacen doesn’t have time for that. and an event like this is the best time to do what he needs to do. people are either enjoying the celebrations and their guards are down as a result, or they’re paranoid and avoiding the celebration overall which means they’re further away from everyone, and easier to target. either way, it works in his favour. 

what he doesn’t need is company. especially not this company.

between luke and his father he’s managed to get some very basic training with the force. at the very least, he can recognise other force signatures he knows. like both of theirs. and he expected them to be very far away from here. no doubt they should be at the peace talks. so why can he sense his father’s presence?

crouching down on a rooftop, jacen lowers the scanner on his helmet and leans over the edge to try and find the source of his father’s force signature. he can’t be far away, jacen’s not that skilled yet - and likely never will be - but somehow that makes this entire situation that much worse.

[spectrcseven]

closed starter for @knightdume !

the force isn’t jacen’s strong suit. it’s no secret, really. he spent way more time learning to be a pilot than learning anything about the force. beyond weird feelings and sensations guiding him or helping him pre-empt things, he’s never really used it. but this - this is something he’s never felt before. a sense from the force like no other he’s experienced. a new, strong, familiar sort of connection that jacen can’t ignore no matter how hard he tries.

it took him longer than he would have liked to find the source of it, but when he sees it he stops dead in his tracks. jacen’s seen images, holograms of the man. heard countless stories of his bravery and heroics, of the way he took care of their little family. of one of the last jedi left in the galaxy, doing what he could to take care of what was left of the order’s ways. of the man who made his mother so happy, despite the hardships they faced.

of his father.

he takes a few steps forward, fully intending to close the distance between them, to approach kanan and talk to him. to find a way to know the man he heard so much about growing up, but it occurs to him - kanan doesn’t know him. there’s no way he could possibly know hera had a child, his child. and the realisation hits him like a troop carrier, leaving the young man wondering what the kriff he’s supposed to do about this feeling he hasn’t been able to shake. all his life, he’s wanted to know his father. but... will his father want to know him when kanan doesn’t even know he exists?