pslwars

[Lothal is fine. It's always fine. Ezra had seen to that. Once the Empire had been overthrown, its denizens quickly took to reversing the harm done to the planet. Not everything could heal, even through the Force, but the grass was greener, smog no longer filled the air, and Loth-cats scurried through the meadows without fear of stormtroopers. It was a heartwarming scene. But it was a scene she had grown used to, and these days, it left her feeling more hollow than fulfilled.

He was counting on her, she knew that. But was this what he wanted? Lying down in one of the actual beds she'd fitted the comms tower with, Sabine picks up one of the cats that's managed to sneak in. She lifts it up, staring at it as its little limbs just go limp in the air. These things were practically domesticated by now.

And then she hears the familiar hum of a starship. Hera's not visiting today. Neither is Zeb. Her family's-

She drops the Loth-cat, which of course lands perfectly on its feet, and rushes down to the landing platform. It's not a ship she recognizes, and out of habit, she aims her blaster at it, waiting for its occupant to make themselves known. Just a single blaster, that's all she had time to grab since she was in civvies. Her hair blows everywhere in the resulting wind, and she's mad she hadn't tied it up earlier. Getting a blaster was more important, yes, but if she couldn't see...]

niteowls

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lothal

[The ship that appears suddenly is Imperial, or at least it used to be. The model's older, no longer manufactured, and someone's clearly made some modifications to it. At the same time... the modifications don't look like anything from the known galaxy.

There's no response from the ship when it's signaled. And when it docks, out steps a figure in a brown cloak. Knowing all the placements of cameras on an Imperial starship, the figure waves to the assumed onlookers before igniting a bright yellow blade.

They wait a moment as the droids approach, and then when they start firing, the figure deflects the blasts. Their saber cuts through the metal bodies, their gloved hands seeming to control the very air around them.

Then they're at the door. Another moment, and a voice calls out.]

Hey? ... Hello? I'm here to rescue you?

lothal

[He knew what he was sacrificing back on Lothal, he reminds himself for the millionth time. He doesn't regret it either, at least not in that way. If he could go back, which technically maybe he could, he wouldn't change his decision. And still...

And still, he hates to admit this isn't what he expected. In a few ways, actually. For one, he and Thrawn aren't trying to kill each other anymore. But the months waiting had turned to years, and by now he's realized his hopes of returning home soon were a little naive.

Everyday, though, he meditates and reaches out with the Force, hoping for something, anything. He just feels so lost, and Zeb would laugh at that, he knows, but the thought doesn't give him much comfort.]

trilla

[Was Third Brother having a nice, relaxing time alone in his quarters free from any gremlins? Too bad, because without even a knock, the door to his room opens and there stands the Second Sister. She holds her hand up to wave, and behind her helmet, flashes a smile.]

Ah, good. You're not otherwise occupied.

[And with that out of the way, she enters before he can even protest.]

realway

[ an underwater base - it makes a certain sense. the emperor was planning everything for so long, she imagines before she was even born, that a base so far away from the eye and imagination would be warranted. only nautolans would come down here and the worst part of her believes they too are all dead now. human dominance is one the empire creeds after all.

today her master is here to observe the inquisitors he leads and hates, while she is left to her own devices. a small level of trust, perhaps, that he expects she will not make any escape attempts. he is right - it is tempting to destroy this base, destroy their data, rebel, she knows she must be more pragmatic than that. first she must bring vader back to who he once was, and then the next steps after will form in her head.

she walks down the corridors, does not make any eye contact with the stormtroopers who cross her path. they don't mind her and she only thinks of who was forced into the suit and who made the choice. however she stops when she feels a nearby presence, a faint hum, and follows its song. it leads to her a training facility and a boy wielding a lightsaber, young and in the inquisitor uniform. ]

Hello?

merging

[Considering they've both held positions on the Council at one point or another, Mace and Depa are often dealing with important Jedi matters! Which didn't use to be an issue, and on some missions Depa would have her padawan tag along. However, things have changed since Mace took on a padawan of his own. So instead of on some exciting mission out in the farthest reaches of the galaxy... Caleb finds himself stuck in his quarters at the Jedi Temple on Coruscant.

The person he's stuck with doesn't seem to mind, though. Not yet, at least. Everything, all of it, even this, is still so exciting to Ezra. He's a padawan, after all!]

So! What are we doing first? Working on forms? Has Master Billaba taught you Form VII? Master Windu says I have to wait, but... you know!

[Mace and Depa left like a minute ago.]

mrsandman

[It had taken the power of every Inquisitor to capture her. Not the Grand Inquisitor, of course, only his flunkies. Vader couldn't risk that poor substitution telling their master of his plans. Despite her strength, she was still only an apprentice. Not even a Jedi at this point. And that was for the better, wasn't it?

After taking her to an interrogation room, the Inquisitors had restrained her in every way possible, though many of them didn't see the point despite having fought her. Could this girl really be that much of a threat? However, they're quick to follow the orders of a Sith Lord, lest they lose another limb.

When Vader enters the room, after ensuring they're alone, he releases her with a simple wave of his hand. There's no need for that now.]

Ahsoka Tano.

[Despite the coldness of his voice, his presence, his everything, there's something resembling respect in the way he addresses her.]

merging

[Ahsoka's told him bits and pieces about Malachor, enough to know it's not a place you want to be. Or go. Or think about it, even. They managed to track Third Brother to this planet fairly easily, or more likely, he wanted to be found. After all, this probably isn't about Sabine. The thought makes something drop in Ezra's stomach as he wonders just how many more people will get hurt all because of his past mistakes.

As they enter the temple, a familiar chill runs through his entire body and he spots his former mentor up ahead with Sabine, still held captive. Ignoring his lessons and ignoring Ahsoka behind him, Ezra rushes forward, his lightsaber already drawn.]

Let her go!

[But as he gets closer, the ground beneath them begins to crumble, causing the master and apprentice to fall through to a lower level. Luckily, the lesbians are safe.]

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