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Normal Chapter 2

Ezra smiled at the flickering image of Sabine as he took in her familiar features over the hologram. Apparently, her hair had been cut sometime before she left to go search the unknown regions for the sake of practicality, but thankfully, it had since begun to grown back in. About four inches of her natural dark brown hair was visible with the tips being a vibrant purple. And those eyes… he could get lost in those amber eyes of hers. Too bad the blue of the hologram distorted them. He desperately missed being able to see her in person, but he would take what he could get at the moment.

"Hey Sabine." He greeted, "I was just thinking about you."

Sabine smirked with teasing glint to her eyes, "Oh, you were, were you?"

"I, ah- umm- yeah…" He stuttered as he rubbed the back of his head, "Well I was just thinking about taking the Nightbrother out for a spin and I thought to myself that I hated the color. I was hoping I could get you to paint it sometime."

"Oh, not a fan of the black and red?"

"Nah, brings up too many bad memories." Ezra grimaced as images of Maul and the dark times he had gone though in the pass came to mind.

She nodded in understanding. "So, why didn't you?" she asked, trying to steer the conversation away from those memories. No one needed to relive those days.

"Why didn't I what?"

"Take the Nightbrother out for a spin?"

Ezra gave a sad little chuckle to himself, "No where to go and no one to go with."

Sabine's face softened with compassion. She knew one of Ezra's biggest fears was being left alone after the death of his first family and now that the war was over the crew of the Ghost had all gone their separate ways. Not that any of them wouldn't drop everything and come running if he needed them and they all still kept in touch, but Ezra had sort of been left to find his place again while the rest had already moved on with their lives. "How are you adjusting?" she asked.

"Oh, you know, its been nice and peaceful here… I've taken a few trips out to see the galaxy. Saw Skywalkers' new school and I've been doing a lot of meditating and lightsaber practice… but sometimes its just too quiet."

Sabine gave a humourless chuckle, "Wish I could be there with you…"

Ezra recognized that tone in her voice, something was bothering her, "Sabine, what's wrong?"

"Oh… my mother is just being her usual self. Trust me, treasure the fact that you don't have anyone controlling every aspect of your life."

He could contest that. The force had taken six years of his life after all, but he could tell Sabine needed him at this moment so he let the issue slide.

"What is Countess cold doing now?" Ezra asked with a grin, which was immediately replaced with a look of panic as he realised what he just said, "Wait, she's not there is she?"

Sabine gave a little chuckle at his humor, "No, but you better not let her hear you say that."

Ezra let out a sigh of relief, "Thank the force."

Sabine let out another little laugh, but then her expression turned serious, "But to answer your question, mother tried to make me the next in line for the throne." She said with a sigh.

Hey, that's great!" Ezra paused when he realized Sabine frowned, "I think… What's wrong with becoming the next Countess? I think you would do a great job."

Sabine smiled, "Thanks, but there is more to it than just doing a good job. I'm a Mandalorian. I'll always be loyal to Mandalor first, but I haven't really lived here in a long time. Not since before my academy days really. A majority of my life hasn't even been spent in Mandalorian space… My home's always been the Ghost, or Lothal… Krownest will always be a part of me, but it isn't my home anymore…"

"Where is home?" Ezra asked.

"It's… I don't know… But that isn't the only thing."

"Oh?" Ezra said with concern rising in his voice.

"It isn't strictly required… in most cases anyways, but it is highly encouraged for ruling members of a clan to be married."

Ezra stiffened a little upon hearing that, but he tried his best to hide it. Hopefully Sabine didn't notice. If she did, she didn't acknowledge it and just kept right on ranting.

"Ezra, I'm not ready to get married… I don't wan to lead my clan… That's my mother's thing, or Tristen's… For Manda's sake, I just got back, I don't want to rush into anything… It's just… UHHG!" She yelled, "Is it horrible to wish for the days of the Empire and Rebellion again? To just go out into space with my family, cause some trouble and blow up some bucketheads? For things to just be…"

"Normal?" Ezra supplied.

"Yes!" Sabine stressed. "I've been pretty much running the clan for the past few months and I hate it… and now my mother wants to make this a permanent thing!

I just want to blast off into space and forget about everything, go on another adventure! I'm a warrior… ask me to blow up a tower, shoot some Imps or lead troops on the front lines and I'm your girl. It's what I'm good at. I don't lead an entire people through all of life's ups and downs."

"I know what you mean." Ezra replied once she had run out of steam, "I can't tell you how many times I've almost done exactly that. The only thing keeping me from actually following through is the lack of someone to do it with…" He trailed off.

They both were silent for a few moments before Sabine finally spoke up, "Why don't we?"

"What?" Ezra asked, shocked, but his interest was piqued.

"Why don't we blast off into space… just the two of us? It will almost be like old times. We could take of in the Nightbrother, fly across the galaxy, helping people and getting into trouble like we used to."

"I don't know…" Ezra replied. He liked the idea, but there were some concerns making themselves known in the back of his mind, "What would we even do for credits? A ship doesn't supply itself and we'd need to fill our stomachs somehow."

Sabine thought for a moment "We could haul freight, like Hera… Or we could transport people. There is bound to be a few high profile and paranoid individuals who would pay top dollar for a Jedi and a Mandalorian bodyguard every once and a while."

"What about your family? And the Countess, isn't she counting on you?"

"They've gone the last 15 years without me, they'll survive, and I'm 26, I can make my own decisions. She can find someone else to take over Clan Wren."

"How would we even pull this off? If your mother is tasking you with so much stuff, will she even allow you off planet?"

Sabine paused in thought, "Probably not… I'll talk to her. We may have to sneak off the planet… Just let me handle the details and come and get me."

"Wait, wait, wait… let me get this straight. You want me, a Jedi, to go to Krownest, possibly kidnap their heir and then go roam the galaxy in the Nightbrother without any real clue as to how we'll get by."

"When you put it that way it sounds bad, but pretty much."

"Ok." Ezra said with a smile on his face, "I'll pack and be there in two hours."