Zeb's POV.

The poor kid wasn't very happy about having to get up for transport but after some convincing, we kriffing finally pushed the kid in a med-cot into the mysterious black ship in bay 13. It was filed to the brim with over the top decorations and high end finishes that didn't seem to fit in with Tigris's more laid back personality when suddenly a purple hologram of a tall female Zebrak materialized in the middle of the room and orangy-yellow beams of light connected with the entire crews' chests while Henri, Tiger, and the 3 quiverans tagging along were being tracked by green beams "Should I stun them, master?" The hologram asked tilting her head to the side as she looked at Tigris. "No Veronica, they're friends so mark them as lime for now" Tigris answered while Henri gave the hologram a flirtatious smile.

All our beams gradually changed to the yellowish-green before disappearing entirely. "What the Kriff was that?!" I barked, not remotely comfortable with the idea that I was on a ship that could shoot me, and from everyone else's reactions i could tell they agreed. Our host, embarrassed by the scene rushed to explain "I'm so sorry, in my rush I entirely forgot to register you into my security system as allies! Veronica here (gesturing to the holographic female) is the ship's Ai. She is in charge of all the automated things like hyperdrive control, autopilot, and anything needed to protect the crew, like the stun beams you just witnessed." Sabine was the first to continue my question asking, "Do the beam colors mean something? And if so, why are we lime not apple green like you two?" This time Henri answered "the closer to red, the greater threat you propose, red means immediate risk resulting in an immediate reaction. orange is high risk, meaning they have a criminal record so it fires at a verbal threat. yellow is a stranger, it will only fire if you try to hurt us. lime is a welcomed guest like you, it only fires if help is requested in a fight, and lastly Apple is an administrator so we can give orders to the system."

He looked at Veronica, who nodded in approval before she led me and the kid to the first door on the left, which turned out to be a hybrid between a medical bay and some sort of potion room with an altar made of stone and wait, are those gems? the two quiveran medics who helped Ezra in the bathroom placed Ezra into the human-shaped grooves on the altar's surface and quickly gathered herbs and powders out of all the strange jars that lined the shelves that covered all but one of the walls. While the mixed their potion and whispered at it in some strange language I watched carefully taking note of all the scents trying to id if anything was poisonous, not that I could even remotely figure out what anything was. The jars weren't even labeled in basic! To my surprise they didn't give any of it to Ezra. instead the medics separated it into 4 glasses, and called Henri and Vixen in to drink it. Soon as all 4 glasses were empty we took off. Although Ezra and I both flooded the 4 with questions, they simply stated it was a quiveran ritual and ignored any following comments on the matter. I dropped the topic after Kanan entered and let him keep watch over the kid while I explored the rest of the ship.

At first all the rooms were similarly decorated to the entry section with only a strange symbol or statue to hint at the odd decor of the med bay, at least until I reached the training room that looked like the inside of a Jedi Temple, with a huge weapons rack along the entire back wall containing every weapon imaginable; war axes, whips, spears, shields, blades of all kinds, and even the remains of a Jedi guardian's saber staff. In the middle of the room Sabine was sparring the red-haired Quiveran, Vixen. Although Sabine was skilled with the darksaber, the two warriors seemed to match blow for blow, with sparks spraying the room every time she made contact with Vixen's electrostaff. The fight seemed like it would never end, at least until Sabine was backed up against the weapons wall. The mandalorian tensed as her shoulder bumped into the spikes if a mace, but realizing where she was grabbed a heavy shield and threw it into vixen's chest knocking her on her back. Before Vixen could get up Sabine had the darksaber to her throat.

Both girls laughed as they disarmed their weapons and Sabine helped Vixen up "I heard Mandalorians were good, Miss Wren, but the stories are nothing. Thanks for the lesson." Vixen said as she rubbed the orange and red armor where the shield hit her. "Hello Mr. Orrelios, anyway I can be of assistance?" she continued, turning to face me. The quick change from the viciousness she showed in the fight to this almost servant like tone startled me, now that I think about it, everyone I've talked to today has done that "I'm good kid, actually one question, why did ya call me Mister?" I asked, rubbing the back of my head, she blushed and returned the motion. "Well, I don't know how to act around you, any of you just yet. And one of the things we are taught to do is be as respectful as possible when we meet someone before showing our personalities." she smiled, sabine looked almost disappointed in how they were ordered to hold themselves back put a hand on her shoulder "Be yourself around us, to be honest the servant tone you pick up sometimes is kinda unsettling" she laughed, and me and Vixen joined in. My hand landed on her other shoulder "heh, S'times it sounds almost like ur all robots, but yu're just kids," I added with a chuckle. "Yea we do. You should hear Headmistress Nyra's, sounds like she's brainwashed to add as much peppiness as possible, and Tiger's makes him sound like an Imperial it's so stuffy." Vixen snorted

"I do, huh?" Tigres giggled, Hera entering the hall behind him. "If you're done teasing I wanted to tell you we're here. Henri is scouting ahead for troupers. Till he's back stay on the ship, please. Any of you mind joining me to bring Ezra to my Aunt's office?" Sabine jumped up to offer a hand and they left to retrieve Ezra. The Twi'lek pilot looked over her shoulder to watch the two young adults leave. "Do you think sabine has a crush on him?" Hera asked me. Like I can read the mando half as well as Hera can "I hope not." Vixen interjected "Cuz then she's in for a huge disappointment." Hera turned to her in surprise as she questioned in her motherly tone "just why is that?"

Vixen shuffled her feet, if i hadn't seen her fight earlier I would have thought she was a timid kid as she answered "I don't know how much you know about romantic preferences, but Tiger is Ace" seeing how both of us only looked at her with confusion she expanded her statement "He doesn't feel romantic attraction like most people, at first he tried dating girls but he never really felt any special bond between them so he tried guys, and that didn't make any difference, so he now knows he's Aromantic, or Ace for short." Kid's got a right to make his choice I nodded in agreement, since my preference isn't exactly standard either. Hera's Lekku twitched as she was still curious, but decided to let the topic go preferring to ask the question she came in here with. "so, who are you guys? You're not imperial, way too comfortable with us for that, but Sabine said Tigris was educated in an imperial academy?" Vixen shuffled a little more, I could smell her sweat change from that of the effort of battle to a more anxious variety. She bowed her head before returning to 'servant mode' "I don't have enough rank to explain properly, my apology for the inconvenience. Please talk to a fully fledged Quiveran for further information." She stated sounding more like a protocol droid than a teen then backed out of the room so quickly that Hera and I couldn't even register the statement before she vanished.

Ezra POV

My entire body feels like it's on fire but at least I'm finally in Dr. Rauff's care. Sabine was holding my hand making things a bit more comfortable as the Pau'an talked to us about my condition while Tigris told the allergy specialist, a blue rodian, exactly what was in the pizza and other foods I had eaten. After a minute or so the two doctors had Sabine and Tigris leave to go wait in a different room so I could be examined. "Has he seen my" I started, my voice shaking as Dr. Rauff put her hand comfortingly on my knee, she nodded "It's part of our medical file on you. you're safe with him." Her tone was off, and she looked at me with pity alerting me that something was wrong. she's probably just worried how long it took me to get treatment, right? The rodian began asking me the same questions he had asked Tigris as if to confirm how much did you eat? What treatment have you already received? Is this my first reaction? The list went on with questions Hornet and Sekhmet had prepared me for. Eventually the specialist felt he had enough information to set up a medical regiment that would take a few days of bedrest and some pills before bed to continue my treatment after I get my stomach pumped, digestive track flushed, and to finish it all off, I'm getting at least 4 shots.

~you don't want to read these procedures~

"Feels like I got my rear end handed to me by a probe droid," I grunted laying flat on the cot. The rest of the crew was being told how to take care of me for a few days after my release. The bay door opened and a male chiss in a tech uniform and hat pushed a long coffin shaped box covered by a blanket stepped in nervously as if he was afraid someone was tailing him. There was something off about him, and it wasn't just the fact that the uniform was too small, no, there is an odd familiarity to him that makes me want to leave the Tech looked me over carefully before pulling a loaded syringe out of the covered box, with a voice that sounded like it's forced higher than usual he cooed "This will ease your pain sweetie" I flinched as the needle pierced my skin "And when you wake up I'll be right here" everything faded away, the pain, the room, even the light left me letting..in..a ...pe..ac...ful… sl...e...e...p.

Dr. Rauff POV

I smiled at the ghost crew as they listened to the Allergy specialist's instructions. They were so loving towards the youngest member of their crew, how am I ever going to live with myself after stealing the bright kid from a good situation. Excusing myself from the conversation, I hugged Tiger goodbye and headed towards Ezra's private med bay, if I'm early I might be able to catch the Admiral and let the Rebels take him prisoner, if not, at least I tried. I didn't see Thrawn in the halls, so I might be lucky. I entered the bay quietly only to let out a yelp when a blaster was planted in the center of my back. Thrawn's light chuckle alerted me that he knew I would try and betray him. Guess I'm part of his catch now too.