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A trio of star destroyers was flying through space and the camera zoomed in on one of them. Inside was a hologram of the Legendary Sith Lord: Darth Vader.
"The Jedi Knights are all but eradicated. But yet your task is not complete, Inquisitor. The Emperor has foreseen a new threat rising against him. The children of the Force, must not become Jedi.
The one Darth Vader was talking to bowed and was determined to carry out his wish.
"Yes, Lord Vader." Said the Grand Inquisitor.
"Hunt down this new enemy. And if they will not serve the Empire, eliminate them along with any surviving Jedi who will train them. This is my Master's command.
"And so it will be done."
The hologram of Darth Vader vanished and the Grand Inquisitor looked up while opening his yellow eyes.
On the Planet Lothal...
A young boy was looking at the city from a high point of a tower as a star destroyer flew over him, casting a massive shadow over him. The star destroyer was heading straight for the city. Wanting to find out what was going on, the boy reached the bottom of the tower and hopped on a speeder bike, and moved towards the city.
"Your identification. now." Said the fat officer.
"I'm just trying to sell a couple of jogans here." The vendor says.
The other officer, much skinnier speaks up, "All trade must be registered with the Empire."
"I remember what it was like before your ships showed up before you Imperials ruined Lothal like the rest of the galaxy." The vendor says.
Some of the citizens looked at each other and the skinny officer pulled out his comm.
"This is LRC-01. I'm bringing in a citizen under a charge of treason." LRC-01 says speaking into his comm.
The comm then speaks back to him, "Copy that, LRC-01. Dispatch to Cell Block AA-33."
Two stormtroopers grabbed the merchant and the fat officer grabbed the bucket of jogans.
"Take him away," LRC-01 said.
The two stormtroopers began taking the merchant into custody.
"You can't do this!" The vendor yelled out.
The fat officer took one of the jogan out of the bucket and took a bite out of it. "Yeah? Well, who's gonna stop us? You? You?"
He said that as he pointed at some of the civilians.
"Hey, mister, a spare jogan?" Said some kid.
The two officers looked at him.
"Move along, Loth-rat." Spat the fat one.
The kid raised his hands like he didn't want to cause trouble or shield his face.
"Sorry, sorry. Not looking for trouble.
The kid walked off and looked at the comm he snatched off the officer.
"But it sure has a way of finding me.
Inside a small building...
A young man, around the age of sixteen, was holding a high-caliber sniper rifle, at a range of 2,500 yards. He was firing at targets, and was shooting them right in the head with every single shot, he doesn't miss. His name is Blake Fox, and he is the best marksman on the entire planet of Lothal, but he does not bounty hunt, he does not have the tenacity to kill a man, but he competes in competitions, and he wins every single one of them.
While his twin sister, Kyra Fox, is an Engineer, one of the best, she could build ships, tear down At-Ats, and reprogram Probe Droids. She was very good with her stuff, and with the parts she gets, she then makes new droids, droids that heal, droids that attack with swords, droids that help her, and all of the stuff. These two twins were extraordinary. But it was on that day that Blake heard something.
Blake got up and went to a window to see smoke rising in the distance.
"I wonder what is going on. Kyra, there's an explosion, want to go see what's going on?" Blake said, his gray eyes sparkling.
Kyra nods, "Yeah that's fine, I was running out of parts."
The two went outside to take a closer look at the explosion. But whatever probably caused the explosion nearly killed him. But thanks to his quick reaction, he moved out of the way and pulled Kyra with him, before a speeder bike carrying cargo could hit him. But from the corner of his eye, he saw something familiar. A Mandalorian helmet.
"What's a Mandolorian doing here?"
He looked at the speeder bike, but the Mandalorian shot between the two crates, separating them. As the crate slowed down, they got off of it and began pushing it off to the right. Blake was still confused about what was going on. But another speeder moved past him, wait no there were two. But something was off, they were Imperial speeders.
"Why are they using an Imperial speeder? Are they insane?"
He grabbed Kyra's wrist and went to follow the Mandalorian. Running at his fastest while dragging Kyra was still pretty fast. The Mandalorian was out of sight but following his instincts he eventually found him with the crate.
"Spectre-5, I'm in position."
'It's a she?' he thought.
"Freeze Insurgent!" He whipped out his pistol and shot only one blaster shot and it hit the head.
"Hey, thanks. Nice shot." She turned around at Blake.
"Thank you."
"Hey listen, you should get out of here. You just killed a stormtrooper, if they catch you-"
"If I may ask, the trooper called you an insurgent. Is that true?"
"Something like that."
"And I take it all those other guys are with you?"
"What other guys?"
He sighs "Look, regardless, we want to join you, we have been fighting against the empire all that we can but we can't seem to do anything big, I'm a marksman that's won every single championship since I was 6 and my sister is an excellent engineer."
"Well..."
But the roar of the engines sounded and it was coming closer until it descended to the point it was a few meters from the Mandalorian. The ramp of the ship lowered and the Mandalorian climbed aboard.
Kyra finally spoke up as she walked up. "Wow, a modified VCX-100 light freighter! Amazing!"
The Mandalorian waved them over. "You guys coming or what?" They both nodded and walked in as the ramp door closed. As the ship began flying off, the two followed the Mandalorian.
The ship flew somewhere and landed, getting onboard was a tall lasat. He immediately looked at Kyra and Blake and grabbed them both by the collar and lifted them.
"Who are you? What are you doing on our ship?"
"Woah, I saved the Mandalorian and she let me on, this is my twin."
"Taking me for a fool? Perhaps I should just throw you off the ship.
The Mandalorian arrived at the scene where the lasat had the twins in the air.
"Knock it off, Zeb. I brought them on the ship. The boy spared my life, the girl is his twin."
Zeb dropped the twins, Blake fell on his feet while Kyra fell to her knees.
"I knew you didn't work alone."
She chuckles "You caught me."
She walked off and Blake looked at Zeb. "Sorry for scaring you. I should've known not everyone would be receptive."
He shrugged before walking off.
Blake looked over at Kyra "Nice people on this ship." She laughed at him.
After a bit...
The ship landed one more time and picked up two more people. The Mandalorian, Zeb, and the twins arrived at the cargo hold to see that the two people had another crate. Zeb removed the lid of it and the kid saw all of the blasters inside. But Kyra talked first.
"Ah, E-11's very standard for the Empire, even with the power cell being housed above the trigger on the left side, a potential weak spot for it. It can fire 500 shots before it can reload. With a maximum range of 328 yards, but almost nobody can hit that besides Blake here." She stopped and blushed when everybody was staring at her. "Sorry."
While Blake scrunched his nose at that last bit. "Huh, I don't know, I would have to see the scope, but I doubt I would be able to get my hands on that before Zeb kills me." Zeb and Sabine laughs at that while the Man who seemed to be in charge stepped forward at them.
"Who are you and how did you get on our ship?"
Blake spoke up. "We saved this Mandalorian from a Stormtrooper and we asked to help you guys with the Empire since I'm a champion marksman and my sister Kyra is a master engineer. My name is Blake Fox."
He nods before turning the Zeb. "Keep an eye on our friend here." He motioned to the kid.
He climbed up the ladder to the cockpit while the chaos unfolded even more so.
"Look, I was just doing the same thing you were. Stealing to survive."
"You have no idea what we were doing. You don't know us." Blake walked over to the Mandalorian.
"Can I ask for your name?" She nods before taking off her helmet.
"Sabine Wren, you guys are Blake and Kyra Fox? If I heard right."
He nods and smiles as the two still bickered and it ended in Zeb throwing the kid into a room, before shutting him inside.
"Yes, you did, though I am curious about how a Mandalorian came to be all the way over to Lothal. If you don't want to answer you don't have to." She shook her head.
"Maybe some other time." And good timing too cause the speakers came to life as the man's voice came over it.
"Zeb, Sabine. Where's the kid?"
"Calm down, chief. He's in..."
Zeb opened the door and the kid was gone.
"Here."
All that was left was an opened vent.
"Zeb, where is he?" The man's voice came over again.
"Well, he is still on the ship."
The four of them heard something moving above them.
"Oh, he's in the ship all right."
They all went to search except for the twins. Kyra stayed where she was while Blake went to one of the turret control areas.
He sat down in it and began to blow up all of the Tie Fighters(yes I made him that good, don't worry, there is still some plot armor for some characters.) "Who blew up all the Ties?" Said a woman's voice going through the comms.
"I did." Said, Blake.
"Huh." Said the woman again. "Well, entering hyperspace!"
They all went up to the cockpit.
"Let go! You can't keep me here! Take me back to Lothal!"
"Calm down. That's exactly what we're doing."
"Wait, right now? With Imperials chasing us?"
"The ties don't have hyperdrives. They couldn't follow us even if they tried. They'd have to go back to a Qusar Fire-class cruiser-carrier just to give an example. By then we could've been to Coruscant" Said Kyra.
Hera gave her a look of admiration. "I like these two, the brains and the brawn. But she's right. We lost the TIE's when we jumped, and the Ghost can scramble its signature so they won't recognize us when we return."
"Oh! Was I right when I first saw the ship that it was a modified VCX-100 light freighter"
Hera looks at her impressed, "Wow, I'll give you credit, you know your stuff."
She nods "There are four crew quarters. I know you and the man share one with the astromech, Sabine has one, and Zeb has one. Can we use the other, if not can we use one of the four cargo holds?"
Hera nods "Yeah you can use the room, we mainly use it for storage."
Kyra's eyes light up. "I can make anything." She turns to Blake, "Can I handle everything in the room?"
He shrugs "Sure, have fun. I'll be joining them wherever they are going, my aim is sure to come in use."
She lets out a squeak and rushes off to their new room. "I rarely see her smile."
"Anyways, so just drop me and my blasters outside Capital City and..."
the door behind Ezra opened and revealed Kanan and Sabine behind it.
"They're not your blasters."
"And we're not going back to Capital City. The job's not done.
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The Ghost landed outside of a village and the crew minus Kyra began walking toward it with the crates.
"Hey, where are they going?"
"If I told you, I'd kill you. And I might just kill you anyway.
"Grab a crate, pull your weight.
"This is Tarkintown right?" Said, Blake.
"Indeed it is, named for Grand Moff Tarkin, Governor of the Outer Rim. He kicked these folks off their farms when the Empire wanted their land."
"Anybody tried to fight back got arrested for treason."
"I don't know how anybody supports these abominations," said Blake.
"To be honest, I don't know either," said Sabine.
Zeb removed the lid of one of the crates and revealed food.
"Who wants free grub?"
The people grabbed some food and thanked all of the crew, including Ezra and Blake.
"I didn't do anything."
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Sabine and Blake were talking in the room after the hall of the cabins.
"How old are you? If you don't mind me asking?" asked Blake.
"Sixteen, you?"
"Same. I see that you are an artist can you show me some of your art when you have free time?" Blake asks her.
Sabine's eyes light up, "Really? Yeah, I'd love to show you around, perhaps we will get along better than I thought we would."
Blake chuckles, "I would hope so, it's been boring with just Kyra to keep me company, new faces are nice."
Just as he finished his sentence the door to the cockpit opened to show Ezra.
"Not too good at following directions, are you?"
"Not so much. You?"
"Never been my specialty"
"Same here, one time... My parents were asleep, and they had my holo pad, so I snuck in while they were asleep. But it turns out, they were faking it and caught me as soon as I grabbed it. That was the last night before..."
Ezra caught on before asking, "Who are you, people? I mean, you're not thieves exactly."
"We're not exactly anything. We're a crew. A team. In some ways, a family."
"What happened to your real family?"
Blake's breath caught before he turned his head, avoiding this question while Sabine didn't seem to mind. "The Empire. What happened to yours?"
Before Ezra could answer, Zeb showed up with Chopper.
"Kanan wants us in the common room. If he tries anything, sound the alarm or shoot him."
Chopper made a noise in reply as Blake walked over to his and Kyra's room and opened the door. "Kanan wants us in the cockpit." They both walk out and leave Chopper in the room with Ezra."
"We have a new mission. Vizago acquired the flight plan for an imperial transport ship full of Wookiee prisoners."
"Most of these Wookies were soldiers for the Old Republic."
"I owe those hairy beasts. They saved some of my people."
"Mine too."
Kanan turns to the twins. "Now, I and Hera are leaders, but not dictators, we vote but not on all things. Blake, your call sign is now Spectre-6 our weapons expert, while Kyra, your call sign is now Spectre-7, our engineering expertise."
Kanan pauses but then contiunes. "If we're going to save them, we've got a tight window. They've been taken to an unknown slave labor camp. If we don't intercept this ship, we'll never find them. Now, I have a plan, but..."
They heard a loud banging behind the door. And it was Ezra behind the door. Ezra tried climbing back into the vent but Zeb pulled him out of it.
"I ordered Chopper to keep watch!"
Chopper came out from behind Kanan and seemed annoyed.
"Can we please get rid of him?"
"No. We can't. The kid knows too much."
"We don't have time to take him home anyways we need to move now. I'll keep an eye on him."
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The ship comes out of hyperspace, Blake was going with Zeb and Kanan and was equipped with a machine gun(Think of it as the gun Heavy uses in the Clone Wars). As Kyra was going with Sabine and Chopper to take out the gravity generators.
They were all waiting at the door as it opened and was greeted by the sight of two stormtroopers.
"That thing's not a Wookiee."
"Haven't you ever seen a rare hairless Wookiee before?"
Zeb tries his best to imitate a Wookiee but fails. The two stormtroopers stare at Zeb confused before Zeb exclaims.
"Oh, forget it!" And punches one of the stormtroopers hard in the helmet and knocks it into the other, knocking them both out.
"Told you they wouldn't buy it."
"You didn't exactly give 'em a chance to buy it."
"Ah, there's just something about the feel of their helmets on my fists." Zeb chuckles at this. As Blake stands behind Kanan as Kyra stands behind Sabine.
"Okay, you know the plan. Move out." And they split up.
(P.O.V Kyra)
She runs behind Sabine and Chopper, she hears the buzz of her comm and she realizes the answer. "Our comms are being jammed, we need to go back." Sabine shakes her head.
"No, even if we carry out the plan, we still help those three. But now we have a reason to hurry. Come on."
(P.O.V Blake)
"No troopers. Secruity's soft. We are almost there, keep you posted." Kanan says into his wrist, as the three of them run. Even with the huge turret, Blake is holding.
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Kanan gets behind cover by the door and Blake follows, Zeb takes the other side. "No guards on the door." Kanan runs in first, followed by Zeb then Blake.
They all run to the door. "Just set the detonator so we can get the Wookiees out of here." Kanan reaches into his back pocket and pulled it out and sets it on the controls.
"At least things seem to be going smoother than our last op."
"It's a trap! We gotta get out of here. It's a trap!"
Blake curses himself, "Kriff! I should've seen the signs of comms being jammed, Kyra taught me that, he's right... run!"
The door opens behind them to reveal a dozen or so stormtroopers, Blake gets behind cover and opens fire on his turret. "Get out of here! I'll thin them down!" Several troopers go down as a stray shot hits the detonator on the door and that blew up several more. When they began getting too close, Blake backs up even more so, never letting go of the trigger, even though the barrels of the turret are beginning to go red.
Then the gravity goes out and Blake shoves the turret forward and begins to swim to where everyone else is going while returning fire with his pistol, hitting every single shot in the head. He then meets with the other three and sees that they are in a pickle he swims in front and with every shot, a single trooper dies until there is just a handful in front of them and Kallus, barely any left behind them.
Kanan is leading the way, followed by Blake, Zeb, then Ezra.
"You doing okay Kid?"
"Are you kidding? Ah!"
"Now!" Kanan and Blake land on their feet and start running imminently.
They run to an intersection where Sabine, Chopper, and Sabine are. "Where are the Wookiees?"
"No Wookiees!"
"Blake, man the nose gun! Chop, tell Hera to take off! Sabine, man the dorsal gun!"
Blake nods at him while Sabine says "Uh, right!" and the three of them run off.
He runs through the ship and mans the nose gun under the cockpit.
"There, airlock shut! We're out of here!"
"Sabine?" Then an explosion rocked the Ghost as the ship they were just on exploded thanks to Sabine.
"Nice work Sabine! The fireworks are beautiful." Said, Blake.
Hera then jumped into hyperspace and all of the crew minus Ezra joined up in the cockpit.
"The whole thing was a setup."
"You think Vizago was in on it?"
"He'd sell his mother to Jawas for a couple credits. But we're a source of income for him. Even odds he didn't know."
"That kid did alright. Sabine and Blake nodded their heads.
"That kid did okay." He looked at Zeb "Where is he?"
"I, uh, thought he was with you."
Sabine turned to him, "Zeb, what did you do to him?"
"I didn't do anything to him. But that ISB agent grabbed him."
Everyone went into shock and yelled out "What?"
"The kid got grabbed, okay?"
"Garazeb Orrelios."
Even Blake got scared of Hera but Zeb was undeterred. "Oh come on! We were dumping him after the mission anyway! This saves us fuel. They'll go easy on him. He's just a kid."
Blake shook his head "No they won't... Trust me... I know." He lowered his collar but before he could Kyra grabbed his hand.
"Are you sure?" He nods at her and she sighs but lets go of his hand and this shows a scar right below his collarbone.
"I got tortured and stabbed when I was 10. I doubt they would do better things to him. We need to get to him now."
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Blake sat in his room, crying in his hands, then he heard a knock at his door. He cleaned himself up as best he could before saying. "Who is it?"
Sabine's voice comes through. "Can we talk?" He gets up and opens the door for her. She walks in and closes the door behind her.
"What happened to your parents."
He looked at her sadly. Before looking down at the floor. "I was tortured when I was ten as I just said. But they were torturing me about the locations of my parents, my parents were both part of a rebel group on Kuat. They stabbed me, shocked me, did all these things, I didn't tell them when they stabbed me, didn't when they shocked me. But one night, an inquisitor came in and searched through my mind. I resisted but the more I did that, the more pain I felt. The pain was unbearable, I almost blacked out. He stopped and brought out a lightsaber, red, and put it to my neck. I." He paused, his voice cracking. "I screamed out the address to where they lived, my parents were killed by the same inquisitor an hour later. They are dead and I killed them, and Kyra... Some-... Sometimes she blames it on me. And that hurts more than anything... I could handle them dying, but not my sister turning on me." He stops and bows his head, crying his eyes out, but silent.
Sabine had a face of shock all over her face as she processes all of the information that just spewed forth.
She sits down next to him and wraps him in her arms and hugs him. Blake leans into her embrace and hugs her back. Sabine is not one for hugs, and Blake hasn't had one since his parents died. New revelations.
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They all enter the cockpit and they all take their places. Zeb off rip begins yelling.
"No! No! No way! You cannot be serious!"
"It's our fault he was there!"
"Come on, Hera! We just met this kid! We're not going back for him!"
"They'll be waiting for us. We can't save him." Blake looks over at Sabine before nodding.
"She's right. I hate to say it but she is."
Chopper made some noises at Hera.
"What! What did he say?!"
"He voted with me. That's three against two. Kanan, Kyra, you guys have the deciding vote."
"Let's save him"
"Three against three. Kyra, what do you say."
She looks down at the ground and then at Blake. "Our past can't be fixed, but we can fix more right now. I vote to save him." Blake looks at her, before nodding.
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Kanan, Sabine, Blake, and Zeb rush forward. Blake is equipped with the same minigun as last time.
"Find Ezra. I'll be ready."
Blake looks over to see Sabine spray painting. "What is that?"
She looks up at him. "Explosive spray paint." He grins at her.
"Clever."
"Hold this bay till we get back," Kanan says to Zeb.
"And this time, try not to leave until everyone's back aboard."
"That was not my fault."
"Well, that's debatable."
Ezra jumps down and lands in front of Zeb. Zeb, on instinct, punches Ezra on the head, and Blake catches Ezra before he falls down.
He pulls off his helmet and turns to Zeb. "First you ditch me, then you hit me?"
"How was I supposed to know it was you? You were wearing a bucket!"
Before he could answer two dozen or more stormtroopers emerge. Blake steps forward and begins firing shot after shot at them, every single shot connecting on the head, not missing a single time. He then straps it to his back and pulls out his pistol as they were getting too close to him and starts to run with the others.
"Spectre-1 to Ghost. We're leaving!"
They all get back onto the ship, including Ezra this time.
"Ghost raise the ramp!"
Blake stands tall on the ramp his minigun running hot as he kills most of the stormtroopers in the destroyer.
"Sabine blows it," says Blake.
"Gladly," she says back and presses the detonator.
They all walk-in into a conversation with Hera and Ezra "And you've got somewhere you're supposed to be. I know where they're really taking the Wookiees. Have you heard of the Spice Mine of Kessel?" Blake's eyes widen.
"There? Kriff that's not good."
"Yeah, slaves last there a few months, maybe a year."
"And for Wookiees born in the forest, it's a death sentence."
"Then I guess we'd better go save 'em."
They all look at him as Sabine says. "We?"
"I've come this far. Might as well finish the job."
"Setting course for Kessel."
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Blake is in the nose gun, his main place to be when going in a space battle, and blasts most of the stormtroopers, leaving the Wookiees.
He then goes to the Cargo Bay as Zeb says to Ezra. "Try not to get dead. Don't want to carry your body out." Blake shakes his head and chuckles at that.
Blake is armed with a sniper rifle and is in the back. He quickly snipes two stormtroopers and moves up. Taking cover. Ezra runs around the outside as Blake takes out as many troopers as fast as he can. And he takes out a good margin of them as blaster bolts fly over his head. Ezra begins freeing the Wookies and they knock out the remaining troopers but then, TIE fighters approach.
"Ah dang, it, TIEs. Spectre-6, I really wish you were here on my nose gun."
Blake chuckles "Sorry Ghost, I can't be in two places at once, although that is an idea for Spectre-7."
"I'll get her to work on it."
"That's a transport, not good. I wish I had my minigun!"
He lays down and fires as often as he can with his sniper rifle. Hitting every single shot of course.
"I can't maintain position!"
"Go! Lead the TIE's away and give yourself maneuvering room!"
"I am not leaving you behind!"
"No, you're not. We're running a 22 pickup."
Blake glanced at him. "You need to tell me your combat plans while we're on a team Spectre-1."
"You have a better option?"
"Jump into the pit and get it over with."
"All right, I'll be back. Make sure you're ready."
"22 pickups? Care to let me in on the secret?"
"Kid, I'm about to let everyone in on the secret."
He steps out of cover and climbs over the cover they are all in, as he stands up. Blake keeps firing while the troopers stop and is now dropping like flies and not shooting back.
He then walks forward and fidgets a bit with his belt and then he ignites a blue lightsaber.
"All troopers, focus your fire on... on the Jedi." They all begin to fire at them with Kanan even deflecting some of their bolts back at them. Slowly their numbers begin to diminish.
"Time to go!"
"Right." Zed says, "Everyone, into the container!"
They all fall back except Ezra.
"Zeb! Hera's incoming!"
"Get in, you furballs! Now!"
"Kanan. I think you inspired the kind into, well, doing something as you would do!"
The Ghost flies in as Zeb shuts the container.
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They are all in the cargo hold with the Wookiees as Ezra and Kanan enter with a baby Wookiee and it runs to what seems like its mother.
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The Wookie that seems in charge yells out something that Blake can't understand but Sabine translates.
"Um, he says if we ever need help, the Wookiees will be there."
The Wookiee steps forward and rubs Ezra's top of his head.
"So, I guess you drop me off next?"
"Uh, yeah." Zeb clears his throat. "Finally, right." He chuckles.
Ezra turns away sadly and walks away. "Right."
The four follow him to the ladder.
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Kyra is doing some repairs on Chopper while the rest are hanging out in the cargo hold.
Ezra slides down the stairs and walks over to Zeb.
"So, uh, see you around?"
"Not if we see you first." He laughs, and Blake comes up behind Ezra "He'll miss you." he chuckles as Sabine also comes down.
"More than you know."
"Hey!" Zeb protests but doesn't deny it.
Ezra walks down to where Kanan and Hera are. As Blake heads into one of the rooms that have a Dejarik table in it and he sits down. Sighing as he pulls out a book and begins to read but is interrupted by Sabine.
He bookmarks where he was and looks up. "Yes, Sabine?"
"Do you want to play?" She gestures to the table.
Blake nods and clears the table of the stuff lying on it. As the table boots up. Over the game, a conversation emerges.
"I believe we were in a conversation before we were interrupted, what happened to your parents."
Sabine sighed sadly "My clan broke off from the Empire and my parents were head of it. So they were captured under treason and I don't know where they are, for all I know they could be dead."
Blake nods "I am sorry to hear that, it sounds like we are all broken on this ship huh? I guess that's why we all came together."
Sabine nods as she soundly beats Blake. "You know Sabine? I think this is the only thing I can think of that I am not mad at losing."
She smirks. "Oh yeah? Is it because I'm a pretty lady?"
He pretends to think for a minute before saying. "Yeah probably, wouldn't hurt to give that pretty lady a dance or a kiss."
Sabine's eyes widen before nodding. "She would like that kiss."
Blake stands up and offers her his hand. "Then the gentlemen will provide." He pulls Sabine to her feet. He places his hands on her hips and their heads get closer and closer. Blake closes his eyes and opens his mouth slightly. Then their mouths collide and their lips move in sync as Blake's heart beats feel like it is breaking out of his chest. He breaks the kiss to breathe and takes a step back.
"That was nice." He said, Sabine nods, her lips swollen. He then drops his volume down to a whisper. "So, what is this? It is clear we are both attracted to each other, do you want to wait to see what it does, or do you want to announce to the world that we are dating, or date but keep it a secret? Your choice m'lady." He says that last word jokingly but still Sabine thinks about it.
"I wish to date but keep it a secret." Blake smiles.
"Very well then. Well, I am tired, I am going to bed, I hope Kyra is done with that bed, she better be." He turns his attention to her. "I want to see you tomorrow." She nods and he gives her a rare smile before pecking her on the lips. "See you tomorrow then."
And he walks back to his room, feeling that tomorrow is going to be a great day.