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Sabine was staring at one of the walls of her room in curiosity, and slight irritation. She was not afraid to paint the walls, she enjoyed it and put a lot of time into her artwork. This is why the current situation bothered her.

Since the door was wide open, a curious Zeb had walked by and noticed Sabine standing there looking unproductive and bothered. He walked a little closer to the door and spoke up, "You alright, Sabine?"

Sabine pointed at the wall, it was covered in paintings but there was a huge amount of purple paint surrounding the shape of what Zeb could only assume was Sabine. Zeb stared at it and let out a laugh, "Is that what happened when we braked in hyperspace? I was wondering why you were all covered in purple."

"This isn't funny Zeb! It's covering some of my favorite creations. And I no longer have purple paint." Sabine rubbed some of the remaining purple paint on her armor and looked back up at the outline, "And I need that purple paint too."

Zeb seemed to go into a position where he would be thinking of a resolution, and Sabine waited intently to see what he had to say. But in the end he motioned away and walked out, "It's your problem now."

"Hey!" Sabine stuck her head out the door and shouted at him, "Get back in here you smelly cat." Zeb just waved and spoke up, "Do something artsy with your special touch you'll figure something out."

"I'll shave your beard off!" Sabine yelled back and turned around only to jump at the sight of Ezra right behind her. She held a hand up to her chest and took a recovery breath before stating, "Kid, don't sneak up on me like that."

"What did Zeb do to make you want to shave his beard off?" Ezra placed his hands on his hips and spoke, "I'll shave it off for you."

Sabine walked back in her room and continued, "Don't actually shave off his beard, that would just be wrong." she turned back to the outline and Ezra walked in and followed her sight to see what she was looking at.

"Oh so that's why you were covered in purpl-"

"I don't want to go over this again. I just want to figure out something to fix this."

Ezra leaned against the doorframe and suggested, "You could fill it in with more purple paint and draw something on top of it."

"I'm out of purple paint."

"Then fill it in with blue?"

"It would just look odd."

"Then paint it black?"

"That would look worse than blue."

The raven-haired teen held up his arms and shrugged in defeat, "Hey, I'm trying my best to help you out."

"I know you are but you're thinking of this on a basic level…"

"Well I'm not an artist so I can't put myself in to your art… mindset. You're an amazing artist and I really think you could learn to make this work. You're great at things like this, add in that extra touch like you usually do."

"Put myself in art…"Sabine mumbled to herself before her eyes brightened up and she smiled, "Thank you, Ezra, it means a lot" Sabine then pointed to a spot near another one of the walls in her room and requested, "Could you just stand over here for a minute?"

"Sure." Ezra obediently walked over to the spot, grinning as if he had just won something. Sabine grabbed his shoulders and moved him a bit then checked the angle as she spoke, "You know, you may not have been with us for that long, but I really do feel like this group wouldn't be the same without you."

"You really think so?" Ezra questioned, and Sabine looked him in the eyes and replied, "Yes."

Sabine walked over to a table and pulled out a color chart, she flipped through it and looked at Ezra straight in the eyes and continued, "We may be in more trouble with the Empire than usual lately, but you've helped us out and have proven your worth."

Ezra scratched the back of his head and spoke blushing, "Thanks Sabine, it means a lot to hear that from you."

Sabine turned Ezra around so he was facing a wall and questioned, "What do you think of this painting?"

The wall contained a scene of a landscape that Ezra had never seen before. He looked at it closer and answered, "I have no idea what it is, but it looks cool… what is it?"

Behind the unaware Ezra, Sabine was sorting through a bunch of different colors of paint trying to match it to the shade of blue she circled on the color chart. When she found it she replied to Ezra, "It's a forest… you don't know what a forest is?"

Ezra turned to look at her but Sabine quickly continued so he wouldn't turn towards her, "It's the forests of Kashyyyk. Wookiee homeland, which has had more deforestation lately than I would like… it makes me sad seeing some of those giant trees cut down… but deforesters have been a problem there since way before the Empire."

"Well, it's amazing looking, and I bet it would be cool to see first hand."

"Hey kid, can you look at this?"

Ezra turned around just in time for Sabine to throw the blue paint at him. Ezra shut his eyes tight as the paint made contact, making an outlined shape of himself behind him on the wall. He stood there for a few seconds to recover and opened his eyes to see Sabine grinning, "It looks perfect."

"Sabine!"

"What? Oh, yeah… I'm going to throw paint at you."

"A little late?"

Ezra turned around to see the outline and could see where he was standing and was surprised it came out so clean. Behind him Sabine had started laughing and Ezra turned back, "What's so funny?"

"Your back, it's normal colored but in front you're all blue. It's just…" Sabine lost herself in laughs and Ezra walked up to her with an unamused face. When Sabine looked up again, Ezra placed his palm right at the center of her face. When he removed his hand, Ezra's handprint was left on her face. "There, now we're even."

The two teens examined their paint for a little while before they laughed at each other. They both heard Zeb march by the room and they both grabbed the same idea at the same time, "Let's get Zeb."


"Fulcrum called offering a mission back on Lothal." Hera and Kanan were both in the cockpit together still; while Ezra had left after their heartfelt discussion the two adults had stayed exactly where they were. The music was still playing in the background, but it was a lot quieter. Hera looked at Kanan out of the corner of her eye and spoke, "You think it's safe to go back?"

"Depends… is it a mission in a city? I'd like to avoid cities for a while just in case." Hera shook her head and replied, "We can stay on the outskirts. It's… kind of like a Vizago mission… it's a weapon interruption mission. Based on the intel we had from Tseebo, one of the plans detailed the creation of updated blasters for the low-ranked stormtroopers. If we intercept it and destroy it we can put the Empire behind for months."

Kanan thought about it and replied unserious, "Sounds crazy, convoluted, and dangerous."

"Aaaand?"

"I see no problem with it, but only if we stay out of the cities."

"It's alright Kanan, we'd be intercepting their transportation from one city to another. And because they are avoiding black-market thieves they're going to take the long way rather than the roads. In other words, it's ours for the taking."

Kanan leaned back in the chair and placed his arms behind his head, "Then let's go for it."


When the Ghost arrived at the Lothal system, at first they were nervous that they'd be shot on sight. However the blockade that was there during Empire Day was gone, which meant they were good to go.

Hera flew the ship into the atmosphere and told Chopper to intercept a scanner to see if they could find a transmission from the cargo transport. It didn't take too long for him to succeed and Hera called the group to fill them in, when they were all there Ezra, Sabine, and Zeb were all still cleaning up paint on their faces. Kanan raised an eyebrow and questioned, "What happened to you three?"

Sabine grinned mischievously, "Inspiration."

Ezra nodded with her and added, "Genius."

Zeb growled, "Kidnapping." His beard still had dried on red paint and he kept trying to get it out.

"Alright then…" Hera added under her breath before continuing, "So the mission is pretty simple, stop the transports and get those weapons destroyed. We aren't selling these off. We don't have much time though and I feel like if we wait too long we'll miss our shot."

"Are we doing a high drop off then?"

"Yes."

"Great…"

"Drop off, what's a drop off?" Ezra looked at everyone in confusion and Hera smiled, "It's not hard to catch on to, I drop you off."

"Okay… what's so bad about."

"She drops us off."

Ezra looked confused before Zeb slapped him on the back, "It's okay kid, you'll find out soon enough."

Ezra, Kanan, Sabine, and Zeb all stood in the cargo bay of the ship. They were all getting ready to go and placing small mechanisms on their arms. Ezra was confused why they weren't at the door of the ship but he stood at the specific square of the floor where they told Ezra to stay put.

Zeb put a small watch-like object on Ezra's arm and spoke up, "Push the button."

Ezra cautiously moved his hand over it and pressed the button and a shield generated around him. Everyone else did the same thing and the internal comm. Announced loudly, "Alright, ten seconds."

"We should get to the door right?"

"Nah, lets wait a few seconds, kid." Zeb hummed something before he heard a clicking noise ten seconds later and saluted the teen, "See you on the ground!"

"Wha-"

In the middle of his question the floor of the ship opened up and the four rebels began plummeting down to the grassy fields of Lothal.