Chapter 9- Rebel or Trooper in training?
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"Zare." Gasped Ezra under his breath from where he looked down from the vent.
"Cadet!" Barked the storm trooper from when Zare had not answered his questions. "Did you not hear me?! If you were in the rebels shoes, where would you go? What would you do!" The trooper repeated himself aggressively.
"Would you give the kid a second to think?!" Said another troopers to the first one. "You can't just expect him to tell you all of the rebels plans in a millisecond." Sighed the trooper, as Zare shot him a nervous but grateful glance.
It was a loaded question. If he hadn't answered his superiors question, he would risk reviling his disloyalties to the Empire. But if he had told them what he though Dev was going to do, and what he had done so far, and he had some ideas, knowing how Dev would think. But that would risk not just Dev's life or capture, but the entire rebel fleet.
"Kid!" Yelled the impatient trooper. "If you don't answer me-" but was cut off by the other trooper who had stood up for him earlier.
"Hey, cut the kid some slack, Lokoe!" He said, clearly getting annoyed with his colleges impatience in his attempt to play leader.
"Watch yourself." He spat.
"You think I'm scared if you?" Said the trooper, taking a step closer.
"I think you should be!" Said the man, as the trooper with a orange shoulder stepped in the middle of them, weapon slightly raised as all out hell was about to break loose, a small voice of someone lowest on the scale spoke up.
"Scan the ship." Said Zare, voice just louder than a whisper, as he was reluctant to speak the words. "Scan the ship, you can see the outline of the vents, where they lead, and even a heat signature to pinpoint his exact location." He said, voice growing more with each word, all of the retreat out of his words. If Ezra hadn't known Zare, he would have sworn he was really on their side. But he had just sold them out! Perhaps he was on their side.
Had Zare gone to the darkside.
Or was he just never really on Ezra's side to begin with.
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The rebels were 'escorted' one by one in a row, chancels clasping their wrists and ankles closer to the ship, where they were forced to kneel on the dusty plans of Tatoonie. There had been a large crash earlier, almost like something had..fallen? No one knew what it was, but it sounded as if a piece of the wall had fallen! The crew slightly jumping at the crash, Zeb grimacing at the noise.
This was a different kind of toucher. They sat there and watched the troopers slowly pour in one by one, some coming out of the open hanger door, some standing watch. It was a wounded of how Ezra had not been found! This one fact putting a slight grin on Kanan's face as he had realized just how good his padawan really was.
"Hey." Whispered Sabine to the crew, tilting her head at who had just come out of the ship, drawing her crews attention the the open hanger door, just loud enough for the crew to hear her, but not for one of their many guards to.
There, they saw three storm troopers, one a commanding trooper as of his oranges shoulder to establish rank. Beside them walked a cadet putting on his helmet. It was Leonnis! But he kept his face straight, not risking giving his undercover position in the slightest.
Before he slid his helmet on, he stood still, locking eyes with the crew, and shooting them a slight nod, as if to ensure he had a plan, as if to reassure the crew that at least someone in that ship was on Ezra's side. Before the helmet covered his face, a and he caught up to the elder troopers onto a smaller docked ship by the Ghost.
"What is he up to.." Pondered Hera under her breath, slight smirk on her face.
"Yea?" Whispered Zeb, grasping the rest of the crews attention. "The real question is, what sides he on."
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-Azilia
