The crew of the Ghost had loaded into the Phantom, leaving the astromech behind, and if the babble coming from the comm is any sign, he's not the least bit happy about it, and Zeb, in insulting the droid, is not helping. Hera is in her place in the pilots seat, everyone else is in the cargo hold on the benches. It's dimly lit, and Ar'iabel can sense the nerves and the tension all around, it's stifling, and hard to keep focused on the task at hand. Everyone is concentrating on their own part of the plan, and Keen decides to do what she always did before a mission back during the Clone Wars.
Firstly, she's pulls an old Temple Guard mask from her bag, a mask that she wears before every mission. She finds it's scarier if the person can't see her face, and it's more comforting for the people around her not to see her face if she feels nervous.
The Jedi shuts her eyes, slowly, weaving the others emotions and thoughts out of her way, diving deeper into the Force, going into a meditative trance, she knows the Force will alert her when it's time for the mission to start, what she's not expecting is to see a vision from her Master. He's sitting in his cabin on Dagobah, meditating. His eyes snap open, focusing on her, "Ah, Master Quinara," he starts.
"Master? What's happening?"
"Need you, I do, hmmmm."
"Of course Master, what do you need?"
"To Dagobah, you will come."
"As soon as I can, but, right now I'm on a liberation mission of Master Unduli."
"More important, that is. When you are finished, come. Wait, I will."
"Of course, Master," she bows to the figure, only to be abruptly snapped back to reality, standing as the rest of the Rebels do. Kanan glances back over his shoulder to look at his Padawan, "Try to stay focused."
"Thought there was no 'try.'"
The Jedi Knight rolls his eyes, jumping from the ship onto the platform, performing a neat flip. Master Quinara doesn't hesitate as she follows him, landing almost silently beside him. There are two Stormtroopers to meet the two, and each Jedi easily takes one out, while in the midst of their individual hand-to-hand Keen glances out of the corner of her eye, "Nice job, although, the landing could've been better. Solid nine out of ten." Kanan simply shoots a glare in her general direction.
The Knight knocks out his Stormtrooper, Ar'iabel having taken care of hers seconds before, he turns, offering her a sly smile, "Nice and quiet-like-" Only for them both to hear screaming, Quinara doesn't turn her head to the sound, although the Knight does, and falling from the sky is the Padawan, landing on the platform with a grunt, and stumbling into the large doors with a loud bang. Kanan squints at him, and Keen can feel the quick burst of anger that rises, only to be quickly quelled as Ezra slowly backs away from the door toward his Master.
The Jedi Master falls into a Jedi Ready stance, even without her Lightsabers. When nothing happens after moments of silence, Kanan addresses his trainee, "What just happened? You were supposed to exit with Zeb. You're lucky every stormtrooper in the prison doesn't know we're here." He crosses his arms ready to continue the lecture, but the doors slide open, and they're met with six Stormtroopers.
Keen doesn't hesitate, quickly shutting the doors behind two of the Troopers, she uses the Force and guides the weapons from the bucketheads, not a shot fired. "It's fine, you two, continue your chat, I've got this." As she says those words, one of the Troopers, having opened the doors, levels a gun at her, and, as he compresses the trigger, a Lasat lands on his head, taking him down, although the laser has already fired.
The Jedi watches as it heads at her, and manipulates it through the Spirit of the Cosmos. It changes trajectory, taking out a different Trooper. Sabine and Zeb are throwing two more over the side of the platform, and Kanan throwing the last one off using the Force.
"Whoa!" Ezra says, looking at her, "That was incredible."
Kanan storms toward his Padawan, fuming,"Stunts like that put us all in jeopardy. That is exactly why you need Master Luminara to teach you discipline."
"I was just following your example," Ezra looks absolutely miserable as he says this.
"Yeah? Well, try to stay focused and follow the plan instead."
Sabine calls Ezra over to open the door, and he extracts some sort of tool from his backpack. Keen watches him curiously, and closes her eyes. Lifting one hand toward the door, she envisions the door unlocking, manipulating the Force to follow her will.
Ezra looks at the door in shock when it opens, "Um, guys, that wasn't me," he states, worriedly.
"No, it was me, now let's go." She storms into the building, her eyes closed, searching for any presence of hostiles.
Kanan walks up to stand beside her, closing his eyes as well, "Luminara's here. I sense her presence, but it's clouded."
"I sense her as well, but, something's wrong," she opens her eyes, looking at Sabine who is at a terminal a few meters away, "Where's Master Unduli?"
"Detention block CC-01. Isolation cell 0169."
Anxiety spikes from the Knight, and he bangs a hand against the terminal, something so reminiscent to Anakin, that Keen can't help but smile. "They have isolation cells on the lower levels? We planned off outdated schematics."
"What does that mean?"
"It means the plan changes," Kanan scowls.
"Great," Keen murmurs, "I thrive through improvisation."
"You got a backup plan?" Zeb asks Kanan, ignoring the Jedi Master.
The Knight surveys his surroundings, walking toward the lift, "Figuring one out right now. Zeb, Sabine, you're coming along."
The Lasat grumbles something about holding the escape route, to which the Kanan responds, "Now the turbolift is our escape route. Let's go." He signals the crew into the lift, everyone crowding in.
The doors slide shut, and Sabine let's out a scoff, "His plan gets worse all the time."
"Just hope he doesn't change it again," Zeb says, smirking.
"I mean, I've been party to some bad plans, and I gotta say, this one takes the cake."
"I'm standing right here," the Knight grumbles.
"We know," Sabine, Zeb, and Keen say at the exact same time.
The doors slide open, showing the team the gleaming white helmets of two Stormtroopers. They're pulled into the elevator, and quickly knocked out.
Kanan runs out of the lift, Ezra on his tail, and Keen with more caution than them both. He turns his head and points at the Mandalorian and Lasat, "Maintain comm silence. And whatever you do, hold this lift."
Rounding the corner walk two Bucketheads, who obviously spot the Jedi, and Padawan, they shout at them, telling them to stop. Master Quinara pulls the Troopers to her, knocking them out with her raised arms. They're prone forms hitting the metal flooring hard.
"Wow. You're really not messing around tonight," Ezra says, looking surprised.
"There's a lot more at stake than you realize," Kanan answers for Keen.
The three Force-sensitive beings make their way to the cell within which Master Unduli is held, stumbling upon the Stormtroopers who are guarding her cell.
Kanan approaches the Troopers waving three fingers if front of their helmets, "Shouldn't you be guarding the Jedi's cell? It's on the next level."
"It's on the next level," the Trooper repeats.
"You better get moving," Keen says, waving her hand, with three fingers raised.
"We better get moving," the other Stormtrooper says.
"When do I learn that?"
"Luminara will teach you much better than I could," Kanan informs his Padawan. Ar'iabel rolls her eyes, getting tired of Kanan's flippant attitude. The Knight manipulates the Force, opening the cell, and the three stroll in.
Sitting on a bench is the cell is Luminara, although, her signature is changed, wrong, almost like she's not all there.
"Is it really her?"
"Yes, but something's wrong," Keen mutters, "Luminara?" The Master stands and walks toward a box with a window in it. She walks straight through, and the tiny of the window clears, revealing Master Unduli, dead. "Dank Ferrick!" Ar'iabel curses.
Ezra turns to his Master, demanding answers, his face so pitiful looking. Master Quinara senses a presence in the doorway, her hand automatically wrapping around her lightsaber. She whirls around before the person speaks, and sees him standing in the doorway. His skin an ashy grey, with red detailing around his face, his eyes yellow.
"No?" he speaks, causing both Knight and Padawan to turn to face him. "It doesn't seem complicated. I am the Inquisitor," the man says, igniting his lightsaber, "Welcome. Yes, I'm afraid Master Luminara died with the Republic. But her bones continue to serve the Empire luring the last Jedi to their ends."
Kanan ignites his blade, Keen pulling one of hers from the bag, poised and ready to ignite.
Ezra pulls out his comm, attempting to contact the other team members, but, receiving static in return. The Inquisitor attacks Kanan, and he blocks, the Inquisitor smirking at the boys attempts, "There will be no reinforcements," he informs Ezra, and Keen steps in front of the Padawan, her own saber igniting, "Interesting. It seems you trained with Jedi Master Depa Billaba," the man says to the Knight.
Keen senses the confusion rising from the Jedi, as he says, "How? Who are you?" In his confusion, Keen steps forward, her own orange blade clashing with the Inquisitor's red, although, she doesn't see it, her eyes closed, letting the Force guide her movements.
"The temple records are quite complete. In close quarter fighting, Billaba's emphasis was always on form 3, which you favor to a ridiculous degree," he informs the Knight, turning now to the Jedi, "And you, trained under Master Yoda, which must mean I have the pleasure of dueling Master Ar'iabel Quinara, the long dead Jedi."
"Yeah, well, reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated," she says, not taking the bait, and falling to distraction. Ezra lifts his arm, pulling his energy slingshot, launching it at the Inquisitor.
"Is that all you got, boy?" the man laughs, letting the balls hit him, them not causing any damage.
Ezra, smirks, stepping to the side, "Well, I've got that," he says, pointing to the detonator.
They rush into the hallway, the Inquisitor following them, he lifts his saber to his face, igniting the other side. Keen smirks, while Kanan quickly blocks as the man lunges. The Jedi Master grabs her second blade, igniting it as well. She flips one, holding it in a more reverse-style grip, the other remaining in the normal way. Kanan takes on one of the two blades from the Inquisitor's lightsaber, and Ar'iabel slashes at the other blade.
The Inquisitor knocks Kanan down, focusing fully on Master Quinara, she holds her own against the Inquisitor, but she is sadly rusty due to hiding from the Empire, and she's knocked flat on her back by the man.
"Are you paying attention, boy?" The man yells at Ezra, "The Jedi are dead, but there is another path, the Dark Side."
The boy let's out a huff of laughter, once again launching a ball of energy at the Inquisitor, "Never heard of it!"
The Inquisitor shouts at Kanan, "Did you teach him nothing? Do you really think you can save the boy? For his sake, surrender."
Kanan grunts, swinging his Saber against the Inquisitor, "I'm not making deals with you."
"Hmm. Then we'll let him make one, shall we?" The man says, shoving Kanan across the hallway with one shove of the Force, Keen flying in the opposite direction, landing on the floor hard, the air flows out of her lungs, and she sits there, catching her breath as the Inquisitor tries to turn Ezra to the Dark Side.
She finally catches her breath, and stands, the Inquisitor swinging his Saber, toward the boy, "Ready to die?"
Kanan, scared for his Padawan, lifts his arms and pushes with all the might of the Force, knocking the man first to the ground, then up to the ceiling, "No! Run!" he shouts to his Padawan.
The three start to run away from the Grand Inquisitor, but, he recovers quickly. With very little effort through the Force, he begins to spin the blade. It moves so quickly it's almost unable to be seen.
"Do yours do that?" Ezra asks the two Jedi.
"Come on! Let's go!" Keen shouts at the other two, and takes off at a sprint, knowing, with the help of the Force, that they are following her. Rounding a corner, she stops at an intersection, spying Sabine and Zeb at the other end.