Crystal was dangling from the roof by one hand. "Where are you Ezra?" She muttered in frustration. He was supposed to get the fruit, and come back. Now she was stuck, and Ezra was nowhere to be seen. If she found him- ha. If she found him at that club again, she was going to break both of his arms and leave for the weekend by herself. See how well he can do on his own.
She sighed, hoisting herself up onto the roof. "When I find you, you'll wish-" a speeder flew paster her, a strange man in green and a pony tail riding it. She snorted, and lied down on the roof, taking a break to soak up the sun. "He'll come when he'll come." Crystal muttered.
The sun set and still Ezra had not come. Crystal leaped off the roof to the stairs, sliding down the rails. Maybe he was already at the tower. When Crystal arrived, all was silent. Where was he? Crystal inspected every inch of the tower, looking for Ezra, but he wasn't there. "Ezra, I'm going to kill you when you finally show up!" Crystal screamed. Her voice echoed off the walls and the shelves full of helmets that they had collected over the years.
Everything went black.
"Ezra," Crystal whispered, sitting up. Her heart was pounding. She looked over at the spray painted wall. The Rebel's sign glared at her.
Sabine looked over at her. "What are you doing on the floor?"
Crystal looked up at the familiar face of Sabine. "Where's Ezra?"
Sabine laughed. "He's right across the hall. But don't go check, you don't want to startle him do you?" Crystal shook her head. She looked at the floor that she was lying on. What was she doing down here? "Good night," Sabine moaned, rolled over, and instantly fell asleep.
Crystal sat up, breathing heavily. What if he left her alone again? She couldn't just walk in though. She closed her eyes. Trust in the Force. She looked for the deep bright blue light right across the hall. Good. He was there. Crystal breathed a sigh of relief, curled up on the floor, and fell into a deeper sleep. She would be very glad when Ezra was done with building his light saber.
Sabine woke up slowly. As she stood, she felt her foot hit some blankets. She didn't leave those there last night. She yawned. Oh, right. She had a roommate now. Crystal wasn't a messy person though. Hopefully. Sabine opened her eyes to see a heap of blankets on the floor, topped with a head of brown hair. "What are you doing, sleeping on the floor?" Sabine moaned, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
"I like sleeping on the floor," Crystal moaned in reply, "it's what I'm used to."
"You don't sleep in your bed at home?"
"Ezra always takes it," Crystal said, sitting up, "After a few years, I just got used to sleeping on the floor, and I never really thought about sleeping on a bed again."
"Why would Ezra get the bed, and not you? You're a girl," Sabine asked.
"I was tasked with taking care of him. I never really made a fuss, mainly because I believed that since he was the kid, and I was his Mom, he would have the bed. He did offer to let me sleep on the bed with him a few times, but I was a little grossed out at the thought, especially since it was a single person bed."
Sabine shuddered. "I see what you mean. Well, since we're up, want to surprise Kanan and Hera in the rec room? They're always up before we are. I need to know when he gets up."
Crystal grinned. "Let's do it." The two girls sneaked toward the rec room, hoping to find it empty. As soon as the door swished open, the tall figure of Kanan loomed over them.
"Karabast!" Sabine muttered as Kanan smiled.
"You two are awake early," Kanan said, "Are you ready for the supply run then, Crystal?"
Crystal yawned, "Ready when you are."
"Let's go then," Kanan said, walking past them, "Hera gave me a list, the faster we leave, the faster we come back."
Crystal followed Kanan out of the Ghost, and to the nearby town. The sun was just rising past the horizon, basking the tan field in a half light, glinting off the surfaces of the town a mile or so away. "What are we getting?" Crystal asked as the two trudged along.
Kanan grinned. "You'll see soon." His hand drifted towards his light saber, his fingers brushing against it.
Crystal swallowed down the sense of fear rising in her stomach, and smiled. Oh, she missed this. It's only been two days, and she's missed this sense of fear so much already. "I get it." She said smiling. They were going to do something dangerous. "What are we doing first? Do I need to know the plan, or do I get to improvise?"
Kanan looked at Crystal who was grinning like a maniac. He suddenly realized that taking her on this 'supply run' may have been a very bad idea. Ezra seemed calm and timid compared to this girl. She looked eager for a fight. "Just follow my lead." He grabbed her arm, linking hers in his. They walked up to the gates, where two guards with blasters were posted.
"Do you want to enter the great city of Trainiee?" The guard on the left asked.
"To enter," the guard on the right replied, "You must answer his question."
"Yes," Kanan said, dragging Crystal through the gates.
"You didn't let us ask the question!" One of the guards shouted after the two.
"He already did!" Crystal called back.
The guards stopped, putting away their blasters. They did answer their question. What was going on? The two guards turned back around in confusion to once again guard the gate.
"When do cities on Lothal have gates?" Crystal asked as they walked towards the center.
"I'm pretty sure that we're in a special city that needs gates. Do you know what that means, Crystal?" Kanan asked.
"Better security," Crystal said slowly, gazing at the tall buildings surrounding her, "with better goods hiding behind locked doors, making the reward much more exciting and entertaining to get."
Kanan looked at her, "You really have a thief's mind don't you?"
Crystal returned his look, completely dead pan, "I had to learn, and soon, I began to enjoy. Who are we taking from today, Master?"
Kanan looked up at the bridge they were walking beneath. "His name is Harold. He owns the factory in the center square." He dragged Crystal into an empty alley way. "He has some prisoners that he shouldn't have. Storm Troopers guard every entrance. We need to get in, save the prisoners from certain death, and get out without being seen, otherwise, we're dead."
"Sounds great," Crystal said grimly, "Who are the prisoners?"
"I don't know yet."
"Let's do it. I know a way in." Crystal said with a hint of a smile.
Hey-ho! Not having a computer and senior stuff really gets in the way of publishing things so have a rapid second update that happens to be a filler! Now with all the free-time I happen to have, hopefully I can update more often to get this entire story out. Who knows. Comments are treated as gold and are hoarded and remind me this story still exists!