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So, this chapter has, like, nothing to do with the episode, but it takes place after 'A Princess On Lothal'.
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Hera walked by Sabine giving a small wave. Sabine didn't wave back; she was in a rush. Everyone was in a rush right now as they prepared to go on a mission on Lothal. It wasn't a hard mission, but time was of the essence. Hera wasn't part of it. Neither were Ezra and Chopper. It was just Sabine, Kanan, and Zeb.
"Come on!" Zeb urged. "We've gotta go!"
"I'm coming!" Sabine snapped. She jumped on board the Phantom and sat quickly in her seat.
"Okay, were all here?" Kanan called to the crew as he jumped into the pilot seat.
"Yup." Zeb replied.
"Alright then, were off." He confirmed as he lifted off. "Remember, keep it quiet, keep it low, keep it brief. We've gotta act natural, and keep a low profile. Don't draw any attention toward yourselves. Just get in, get out. Got it?"
"Got it." Zeb answered, giving a small salute.
Sabine's heart was pounding, as it always did in situations like this. She said nothing however, determined to stay calm and focus on the mission.
She shifted uncomfortably in her seat as her body itched to get going. It was a simple mission, really. All they had to do was get a data chip back from a small computer lab the imperials were using. But that was just the problem; everything was small. The data chip might be almost impossible to find, being able to be tucked away in any nook or cranny they could find. And a small building meant they could easily get cornered, not find a place to hide, and there were less corners to turn in order to lose a pursuer.
One small room was still open to public use. They could get in there just fine. The problem was putting on a good enough show to keep the imperials busy while one of them got the chip. Sabine was going to be the one to get the chip originally, but the idea was brought into question as they considered that Kanan might be better for it, having the force. The question still hung in the air, but there was no more time to discuss it, for the imperials would be transferring hands of the data chip in less than half an hour.
They landed a short ways away from the computer lab, being careful not to let their ship be seen. The crew got out and began the walk.
I hope no one recognizes us. She thought nervously. She couldn't show fear, no matter how bad the situation got. Stars know what that would do to her ego! She always tried so hard to keep a 'tough girl' rap. Lately, the Ghost crew had been seeing her as almost the exact opposite of that. But, now that she had gotten a lot of support from them, she could try and bury those weak, sappy, moments by making up for them.
The three walked into the public area and were thrilled to find only two people in there, who paid no attention to them as they entered. A door in the room read 'Do Not Enter. Imperials Only.'
"We've gotta get in there." Kanan whispered. Zeb nudged him and gestured towards an air vent.
"Huh. Works. Okay Sabine, up you go." Kanan said turning to her.
"Me?"
"You're smallest. We'll hold them off and try to buy you some time."
"That is, like, micro-mini. Even I can't fit in there." She retorted.
"You can do it." Kanan encouraged.
"…Alright." She muttered and Zeb boosted her up. She didn't think she would have to do this part of the mission. The blood pounded in her ears as she crawled through the ventilation system and looked down into one of the rooms.
"Do you at least know what room it's in?" She asked quietly over the comlink.
"No. You'll have to find it yourself. We'll start the diversion now if you're ready." Kanan replied.
"Yeah, I'm ready." She confirmed, turning off her comlink. After a few moments, she heard Zeb and Kanan start rambling on about something, and the imperials quickly went to see what was going on.
She was absolutely terrified, but forced herself to remain calm as she jumped down into the room and began quietly searching in all the computer files for the chip.
The Mandalorian heard someone coming and quickly ducked under a desk, not really knowing what else to do. A storm trooper walked by, extremely close to her. She held her breath and hoped with all her heart that he wouldn't look down or accidentally kick her. She breathed out when she thought he was gone. But she was sorely mistaken.
He stopped and turned around, standing there, listening. He slowly came over towards her hiding spot. She scooted as far backwards as she could until she was up against the wall.
"Hey, I don't know how to open this file!" Zeb called.
"I'm not a computer expert. Ask someone else. And leave; this is a restricted area."
"Sorry, but the others are busy with someone else and said they don't have time to help me. Isn't there anything you can do?"
"Listen mister." The storm trooper said, walking over to Zeb. Sabine ceased the opportunity Zeb had created for her and quietly slipped out from under the desk. She slowly walked over to another door to go through it before the storm trooper turned around. If he even shifted position a little bit, he could instantly spot her.
As the teen made her way to the door, she saw a data chip in one of the computers and examined it for a moment. Sure enough, she had found it. Sabine carefully pulled it out of the computer and tucked it away on her.
Her instincts took over for a moment and told her that now that she had what she needed, it was time to get out of here fast. She backed up a few steps, then turned to go back to the air vent. She stepped up on one of the chairs, but her whole body felt feeble and numb from the adrenaline, and she misjudged the next step, tipping the desk over, and everything on it and around it toppled down, along with her, some of the computers shattering or exploding.
The storm trooper whipped around. "Hey! What are you doing? This is a restricted area. Who are you? State your business."
"Sorry, I was-I-someone, uh I-I was looking for-the bathroom." She faltered. Zeb was rolling his eyes in the background while the stormtrooper had his gun up at Sabine. The Lasat simply punched him in the head, knocking him out.
"There, now hurry up."
Sabine, who was still in a panick went to the door Zeb was by, before he reached out a hand and stopped her.
"You've gotta sneak back out too, or we're caught."He told her.
Sabine nodded and Zeb helped her up this time, after seeing what she'd done trying to do it on her own.
"Try not to destroy anything." He mumbled as she crawled through the vent. Sabine didn't reply. She simply made her way to the public area to see Kanan distracting the imperials. She made sure none of them were looking before jumping down and acting like she'd just come in.
"-But whenever I click it, it just goes here." Kanan was saying to them before he saw Sabine, who gave a casual wave. "You know what, I'm done. This technology is stupid. I'm leaving, but thanks for trying."
Sabine went outside and Kanan came out a few moments after. Then, Zeb came out, too. They began walking back to the Phantom.
They got in and took off when Kanan spoke, "So, you got it?"
"Yup." She said, holding it up.
"Great. Hopefully it has the information we were hoping for."
They got back to the Ghost and Hera, Ezra, and Chopper came to hear how the mission went. Sabine stayed while they talked about it, but as soon as Hera and Kanan went to anylize it, she ran to her room. She took off her helmet and set it on the table under her bed and started to examine herself. The fall had been a lot worse than she'd realized. The adrenaline had made it hard to focus on the pain except for what she had experienced during the first few moments after the fall. She had hit a few hard corners and a few things fell on her as well.
Now that she had calmed down, she could feel throbbing and stinging all over herself. She knew she couldn't tell anyone, or else that would make her look inferior. She knew that she wasn't really inferior, but her self conscious still had a way of making her feel otherwise every now and again. So, she decided to just take care of herself, and not tell anyone.
Sabine sighed, got her paint gun, and began to paint to calm herself and try to distract herself from the pain. She could've sworn she hurt her upper arm. But now, her ankle was hurting most. When her foot had tipped the desk, the whole tip, fall, and land had been really hard on that particular area.
Maybe she'd twisted it? No. She'd be in a lot more pain if she'd twisted it…right? Maybe she had a minor tear in the ligaments. She put down her paint gun and came out of her room, mildly limping. No one was around right now, so she was able to go get an ice pack without being seen. After looking up some information, she diagnosed herself -not professionally of course; it was just a guess- and applied the suggested treatments as she laid in her bed, feeling pathetic.
Sabine was drifting into sleep when she heard a knock at her door.
"Uh…who is it?"
"Hera. You want to come get something to eat? You must be hungry."
"Uh…"
"I could bring you something."
"No, no. I'll just…" Sabine trailed off. She looked at all the stuff she had supporting her ankle and wasn't sure how to get up with all of it. Even if she did, it would hurt to walk.
"Are you okay?"
"Huh? Yeah. I'm just a little… I'll be right out." She told her.
Sabine carefully and gently wiggled out of all of it and came down from her bunk and was careful not to apply any pressure on her ankle, at least until she got to the door. She opened it and found Hera waiting for her.
"Is everything okay?" The Twi'lek asked.
"Yeah. Everything's fine."
"Okay. If anything weren't, you'd talk to me, right?"
"…I'm not saying I wouldn't talk to you." She replied as she walked away, trying to avoid any further conversation.
"Alright. Spill it."
Sabine turned around and looked at her. "I fell and now I'm just a little sore, that's all."
Hera raised an eyebrow, but said nothing more. Sabine fell slightly behind Hera in step so that she wouldn't notice Sabine limping; for however hard she tried, she found it difficult, especially when trying to walk evenly, to keep from wincing and maintaining an even step.
By the time the two females got to the kitchen, Sabine was close to tears. This was not working.
Maybe I should just tell. I don't know if I can tolerate this.
Kanan handed each of them a bowl. Hera whispered something inaudible to him, but she had a good idea what the caring older woman had said. So, she decided to leave before she got interrogated. She often ate by herself, so no one would find it suspicious.
Since she was walking by herself, she was using the wall for support, which helped tremendously. Sabine got to her room and sat at the table. This was a bad thing. Maybe she should just tell someone. No reputation should be more important than health and keeping secrets from your family. Still, there was the thought…
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