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Daisy zips up the trail toward home, grateful for how much faster the speeder is when it's not laden with supplies. Today, the only things weighing it down are her, the human passed out over the handlebars, and the unresponsive and immobile battle droid lashed carefully but inelegantly to the storage area.
Up ahead, there's a flash of red light. There's really only one thing that can be, this time of the morning.
She nods, then shoos the goat away a bit and opens the gate to go in.
The goat trots in a circle and then lowers her head and paws at the ground; Dusk grins and takes a stable stance, her hands at her hips ready to grab the creature's horns.
Yeah, pretty much. The goat runs at her; they wrestle for a few seconds before separating; the goat peels off to get a bit of distance and run at her again. They repeat this three or four times, playfully.
"Want a go? She's plenty friendly."
"...yeah, I've gotta do this at least once in my life."
He edges in through the gate.
She's pretty focused on the Sith, but a bit of a nudge gets her to go for Kai-Zi instead. Whump.
Whump!
He wrestles with her, laughing -- he tries a little too hard to be gentle at first, so she gets to bully him a bit before he gets the hang of it.
She does her very best to knock him over!
She tries for a little bit, then gives up with a whuffling sound and trots off, tail wagging, to try again. Gallopa gallopa gallopa whump!
She's a pretty persistent critter!
After a few more rounds she breaks off to go sit in the shade, panting.
"Maaaaa!"
Hee. "Mmhmm."
"So that's about it for chores - I think I'm on the hook for lunch, though. Hungry?"
"Oh, definitely. Especially after goat-fighting."
He heads vaguely in the direction of the house.
She goes to the garden, instead, to pick up some potatoes - little fingerling ones - and beans and herbs.
He's waiting in front of the house when she's done.
"What do you do winter? I guess you must can some stuff, but..."
"We don't get that much of a winter, here, just a rainy season and a hot season."
"Pretty good place to garden, huh? Plus it's got soil that works for human-origin plants...or did you have to fix it up a little?"
He sure thinks a lot about growing food for someone who lives on a ship eating ramen.
"Fixed it up a little. It's not that hard if you know what you're doing."
He nods.
"I used to read about that kinda stuff a lot. I had weird fantasies about stowing away on some cargo ship to a new planet."
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