SWR: Droids in Distress

Alexander should have known something was going to happen as he rushed through the Ghost as their latest heist went up in smokes with an Imperial Star Destroyer closing in with TIE Fighters in close pursue as he stopped short at the ladder and yelled to the roof gunner. "That was too bold a move, Kanan, think before you try this craziness again!" He booked it down as Kanan fired a few shots before Hera jumped them into hyperspace, the familiar look greeting them as Kanan got off the gun and spoke to the crew.
"Told you we'd get away."
"With the shipment." Sabine pointed out as she took to arguing on the fact. "You said we'd get away with the shipment." Alexander rolled his shoulder as he added his piece, something Hera would have scold Kanan on to start with.
"Kanan, our resources are at an low point, everything." He motioned with his fingers as the other crew spoke up, starting with Ezra.
"Food..." Sabine spoke next.

"Explosives..." Hera finished that line of thought.
"Fuel..." She tampered with the ship a bit more as she explained. "We need to make some money, or we might as well put the Ghost in storage." The cockpit was quiet as they thought about a plan before Kanan suggested it.
"There's always Vizago's job." Zeb grumbled as he inquired.
"So we're arms dealers again?" Kanan gave a short hum before he returned the question.
"More like arms re-distributors." That didn't smooth well over Zeb as he grumbled once more.

"Come on..." Zeb huffed as he continued in his venom. "We don't even know what kind of weapons we're talking about here." Ezra kicked in as he spoke.
"Hey, if it puts food on the table and frees up some time for, oh I don't know, Jedi training, then I'm in." Kanan pushed Ezra back into the chair as he turned to Hera.
"You game?"
"Say I am, what then?"
Kanan nodded as he continued. "I already know the mission. Let's head to the spaceport." Landing near Lothal, the party divided up as the automated system spoke up to the number of ongoing races.

"Now boarding Star-Commuter Shuttle ST-45, bound for Garel." Chopper chatted and grumbled a bit as Zeb commented offended.
"How rude..." Ezra clocked the droid before sitting down, Alexander shaking his head as he scoot to the end as another joined their ride, the Minister Tua and someone else as she spoke upon entering.
"This way, Mr. Wabo." Zeb and Ezra shared glances as the Minister continued. "We have seats in the front." They sat down, but it was clear that the Minister was not TOO pleased to be hearing an alien language instead of Basic, rolled her eyes and slightly shouted. "Where is that translator!?"
"Coming, Minister." A gold-plated protocol droid with a silver leg stepped on in as it motioned for another to follow. "Come along, Artoo." The R2 astromech rolled on behind the protocol droid to join the Minister as Kanan finally joined, jumping in with Sabine and Zeb glancing at each as the final boarding call was made, the hatch closing as he strode on by, avoiding Chopper who was trying to kill Ezra at best while Alexander just lightly rested as the droid pilot spoke.
"Sentients, please prepare for takeoff." The shuttle ascended before leaving orbit, entering hyperspace soon after while Chopper pestered Ezra some more, Ezra doing rather well acting the part of a disgruntled droid owner, even with one as old as the C1 astromech. Wabo spoke and the protocol droid translated as he would.

"Amba Wabo is most honored, you are joining him on Garel, Minister Tua. And, uh, if I might add a personal note..." Her brows frowned, but it was ignored as Ezra started a fight with the droid, pushing it back some as he angrily stated.
"Will you cut it out! You have plenty of room! Stop crowding me." Chopper didn't take to it as he zapped Ezra twice, the young man thudding on Alexander who gasped as he slightly grunted at the similar-aged youth as Kanan, after looking at them, grumbled his own piece of it.
"Kid, how 'bout you get that rust bucket under control?" He sat back down and moved from the violent droid as Ezra, stumbling to get up, peered over the seat and yelled a bit.
"Mind your own business!" The droid shocked Ezra again before Kanan stood back and made a complaint.
"Hey, pilot. Isn't there some rule against droids in the passenger area?" The pilot did, in fact, know of such a rule and spoke to Ezra with a huff.

"I am sorry, sir, your astromech must proceed to the back of the craft." Ezra makes a point as he made a complaint about it.
"Hey, if my astromech's banished, then those two astromechs are banished too." Sabine knew what was happening as Alexander added his own input before the protocol droid could correct.
"Sir, the gold, humanoid droid with the silver leg is a protocol droid, they are NOT astromech, I have to tell a lot of people the clear difference between the two!" He motioned his point with a chop to the hand as Minister Tue tried to ensure they stayed, though was very impatient about it.
"Pilot, these two droids are with me, and I am on imperial business."
"Sorry, ma'am, but these are imperial regulations." No loophole to exploit as she sat in her anger as the protocol droid tried and failed to appease the situation, but it was too late as they were both sent to the back.

"Oh, this is so humiliating." The protocol droid spoke as he walked to the back with the astromech in the back. "Trust an astromech to ruin everything." The R2 unit whistle and beeped as the companion question, though the other rebels didn't hear it. "Secret mission? What secret mission?" Alexander may need to splice into those droids to see what he could find out as Wabo spoke once more, but the Minister didn't understand him before Zeb put him in with a grin.
"Hello. Excuse me." The minister folded her arms in disgust as Zeb continued. "I couldn't help noticing your predicament. If it's of any help, my ward here is quite fluent." Sabine was quite the actress as she started.
"Oh, I would never presume... Though it would be good practice for my level five exams at the Imperial Academy." She tried to deny it as with a 'no,no, but I couldn't', clearly, the time to fake such a behavior was quite impressive, but the Minister fell for it in relation as Alexander spoke to Ezra.
"Eyes open, we don't need to cause too much of a scene than we already have caused."
"I don't think we need to worry too much, Chopper will keep those droids back there without anything going wrong." They both nodded as Sabine was able to translate with success with a minor adjustment to the translation as the pilot spoke again.

"Sentients, we are approaching Garel. Please prepare for landing." The Shuttle jumped out of hyperspace and zoomed onto the planet of Garel, landing in a bay where the party departed, the rebels catching sight of Imperial troopers close by as the Minister thanked Sabine.
"My dear, you did a great service to your Empire today, now focus on those level fives."
"Oh, I will, minister, It's been a great honor. Thank you." As the Minister joined the Stormtroopers for Bay 17 with Kanan rushing ahead, the true prize was in Bay 7 as the rebels headed on out, Ezra taking to the roofs while Sabine, Chopper, Zeb, and Alexander took the land route as Ezra spoke to his master about the idea of Jedi training.
"Kanan, I thought you were gonna teach me Jedi stuff. So far, all I'm doing is thieving, and I already knew how to do that."
"Just get to bay 7, open the door, and we all get paid."

"So we steal to stay alive. See?" Ezra shook his head as he continued in his passage through the vent. "Told you I already knew this." He made it to the top and peered out to the city around him before heading for the direction of Bay 7. He breathed before he started to leap across the roof tops and past several vehicles before he made and entered the vent again to the near-empty bay as he called it. "Okay, I'm in Bay 7." He dropped to the ground and unlocked the door to Zeb clapping.
"Well, Kid, you pulled it off."
"Was there any doubt?"
Alexander graced that before either Sabine or Zeb could. "Ezra, I know you and you have a bad habit of faltering at the last moment, Sabine will not be pleased with that." He chuckled as both Sabine and Ezra shouted 'Hey' without realizing it while Zeb just laughed at the statement as Hera called over the comm while the four of them headed over for the cargo with Kanan heading to the other side.
"Almost there." The hanger door opened to the Ghost landing and Hera continued. "Do we know what exactly Vizago has us stealing yet?" Zeb made the mistake of opening one and quickly drew back as Alexander took a look, gasping as well with widened eyes.

"Oh, crap... T-7s..." He grimaced as he looked at Zeb. "These are not just some idle thing, and if the Imperials want these, we are so screwed." Ezra made the dumb inquire as he was clueless as Sabine pulled one out.
"I don't get it, what is so bad with these?" What none of them expected was Alexander gripping Ezra's shoulder and shaking him up.
"T-7 Ion Disruptors are BANNED by the Senate, not for their abilities to take down and short-circuit a ship, but what they CAN do to organic life, these things are not OKAY, Ezra!" Alexander released the now-dizzy teen as he wheeled to Zeb. "Zeb, I also know of what these things did to you, we can't leave them in the hands of the Empire."
"Not the time, Alex." Kanan spoke as he grabbed the disruptor and returned it to the crate, closing it. "Get 'em aboard before company comes." Regardless of their opinions at the time, they started to load the disruptors onto the ship...

On the other side of the operation, Minister Tua questioned. "There is nothing here. Where are my disruptors?" R2 inquired as the protocol droid corrected him.
"Yes, she said disruptors. Now hush." Wabo started to yell and groan as the droid translated. "Apparently, the cargo is in bay 7, so Amda Wabo wonders why we are here."
Minister Tua spoke the truth as she knew it. "The girl told me 17."
"In Aqualish, a translator can easily confuse 7 with 17, if she is an amateur." Chopper soon arrived and spotted the party as the Minister commanded.
"Well, there's no time to waste. Take us to bay 7." Chopper beeped in inquiry as Hera gave him an objective.

"Well, stall them." Chopper did so as he charged over, slamming into Artoo and beeping in its aggravated tone.
"Artoo-Detoo, I told you before to watch where you are rolling!" Chopper attempted to threaten, but R2 was prepared as Chopper backed up from the shock prod, the protocol droid trying to dissuaded the issue after the lot of them got back onto their feet. "You appear to be malfunctioning again. Really, Artoo-Detoo, apologize." Tua stopped short as she knew the droid.
"Wait. This is the C1 droid that caused our translator to..." Realization filled her eyes as she commanded in response, now knowing that she was mislead. "To bay 7, double time!" The Stormtroopers rushed ahead as Chopper whistled in worry as he chased at the party...

The last of the disruptors were being pushed to the Ghost as Kanan shouted. "Hurry! We've running out of-"
"Too late!" Ezra spotted the massive number of stormtroopers coming their way as Alexander spotted them too and put on a neutral face as Ezra whispered. "We've busted..." The troopers came to a stop as the lead shouted.
"Hands up!" Zeb was calm about it as he held his hands up with Alexander doing the same as he followed a short distance behind as Ezra asked.
"What are you two doing!?" Zeb and Alexander said nothing as they got closer before Alexander asked.
"What's the issue here, gentlemen?" Wabo groaned and mumbled as the protocol droid translated.

"Amda Wabo says those crates contain his disruptors." Zeb took over as they soon stopped before them.
"Uh, must be some mistake. Can't possibly be disruptors in there 'cause they're illegal, right?"
The minister took the moment to speak in a harsh tone. "That's irrelevant. We're going to search your crates." Zeb shrugged as Alexander did the same.
"Be our guests."
"Forward!" Two stormtroopers marched past the pair before Zeb spoke up in a whisper.

On second thought..." He snatched the two and hauled them back before he shouted. "You want disruptors, you gotta come through me!" Alexander joined the battle as Zeb pulled free his bo-rifle, Alexander wasting no time in dealing shocking punches, despite his smaller size to the troopers as Zeb just taunted. "Never again! You're trying to shoot me? You missed!"
Kanan yelled to Ezra during the firefight. "Get those crates aboard the ship, now!"
"Uh, right." Ezra started to push the last of it as Kanan fired back to help out Zeb and Alexander as the minister had quite enough of the alien supplier while the two droids spoke with each other.
"Brigands, Artoo. We're surrounded by brigands. The mission is doomed, and so are we." R2's head turned to follow Chopper who made a hasty retreat through and soon followed with his protocol droid companion yelling after him in pursuit. "What? Artoo! Artoo! Where are you going?" They continued on as Ezra and Sabine loaded the last of it as the droid continued. "Following that droid?" R2 beeped in reply as his companion continued. "Well, he certainly seems to be on a mission, so you had better accelerate yourself." Back in the hall, Kanan called out.
"Spectres Four and Seven, time to go!" Zeb shook out of it as Alexander landed well from a well-placed roundhouse kick.

"...Right." Zeb booked it with Alexander following behind, stopping on the ramp to fire at the Stormtroopers' legs and arms as Kanan continued.
"Spectre One to Ghost. We're good to go."
"Going." The ship lifted off as Zeb waved for Kanan to jump to which he did as Alexander holstered his rifle and the hatch closed, allowing the freighter to take off, Alexander wiping his brow as Sabine spoke up.
"Oh, look. Chopper made some new friends." Chopper grumbled as the protocol droid spoke up, the same ones that were with the Minister, now were on their ship.
"I am See-Threepio, and this is my counterpart, Artoo-Detoo." R2 replied the same as Alexander walked over and looked over the droids as Threeio continued. "I was translating for Minister Tua when we were attacked by thieves like, uh you." That was the moment that Threepio was surprised and fearful of the large Lasat and Kanan as the Ghost went further out, Zeb looking over the scene as Kanan spoke.

"We have company. Imperial droids." He turned to Alexander who was checking over the protocol droid to request. "Spectre Seven, let's get a couple of restraining bolts on these two." Despite Sabine's more time on the Ghost, her tech skills were somehow surpassed by Alexander who agreed.
"Understood, Five, could you snatch some, I need to make sure of these two fully."
"Got it." Sabine scaled the ladder as Kanan turned to Erza and Chopper.
"Spectre Six, Spectre Three, keep an eye on 'em." Erza smirked as Kanan scaled the same way.
"Right. That'll happen."

"Excuse me, sir, but this is a terrible mistake." Erza rolled his eyes as the protocol droid tried to state its plea. "My partner and I are in service of Minister Tua of Lothal and..." Alexander rolled his eyes as well as the droid just followed Erza for a bit while the astromech... watched as Alexander started to work on him, Zeb speaking as he inquire.
"Kanan, a word?"
"Can it wait? If I don't confirm our rendezvous with Vizago. We'll have done all this for nothing."
"Yeah, about that..." Zeb rubbed the back of his head as he stated his case on it, unaware of the astromech's head popping open and a small radar activing as Alexander raised a brow to it as he glanced at the two point and smirked with a quiet 'I see'. "Maybe this time, we don't sell to Vizago, eh? Maybe, we get those out of circulation instead." Sabine scaled down and spoke.
"Least we got 'em out of imperial circulation. When I was translating, I found out they were shipping those T-7s as prototypes... so the Empire could mass-produce them on Lothal." She leapt on down as Kanan turned back to Zeb with reassurance.

"See, Zeb? Perfect crime. We steal weapons for the Empire and sell them for credits we desperately need to keep this bird flying."
"Oh, hey." Sabine started as she gestured to the droids. "If we need credits, maybe Vizago will buy those two droids." Alexander shook his head in disappoint as Kanan agreed.
"Yeah, good idea." He headed up as Zeb still wore a concerned look, Artoo hiding his radar back in, as Alexander spoke.
"Okay, everyone, clear out for a bit, I can handle this just fine, this isn't the first time I have dealt with droids." The four of them looked at each other before they left Alexander to his work, attaching a bolt to Threepio first and crouching down to Artoo, glancing about before he smiled in glee, turning back to the astromech. "Man, I have never actually seen the real deal, a Nabooian astromech hero." Artoo beeped in alarm, but Alexander spoke otherwise. "Hey, hey, no need for that level of worry, I am not trying to foil your plan, you are lucky, I shut the chatterbox up first, now then..." Alexander sat down and ran a hand on the smooth surface. "If this goes the way I think, I need some aid, I still need the bolt on you for appearance, but you know any good traps that could work with T-7s?" The droid paused before going into a rant and Alexander nodding with glee, this was going to be epic...

Aboard the Star Destroyer Lawbringer, Kallus had his back turned as the Minister was addressing him as he inquired first. "Describe the thieves."
"I saw six, an adult male, two juvenile males, a juvenile female, an old C1 droid, and a Lasat." Kallus's brow raised as the Minister continued. "Honestly, Agent Kallus, I didn't think there were any Lasats left." He thought about it before he thought about one and smirk as he turned.
"A few, Minister..." He knew the band and knew that they were primed for capture. "...Only a few..."

On the Ghost, Ezra overstepped his limit for the day as Zeb shoved him out. "...And stay out!" The door closed as Ezra charged it, knowing it was locked at well.
"You can't do that, it's my cabin too!"
"Ezra? Come in here." The youth huffed as he punched the door one final time as he found both Hera and Alexander in the cockpit.
"Hera, Zeb booted me from my own-"
"I know, but maybe you could cut Zeb a little slack today."

"Oh, the way he cuts me slack?" Ezra's aggression was off-the-charts, but both remained calm as Hera spoke.
Do you know what a T-7 disruptor is, what it does to an organic being?" This caught Ezra offguard as he replied.
"Uh, no." Alexander then spoke up as he turned in the seat.
"T-7s... those pieces of tech are not for the faint of heart, nor the noble." Alex continued as he explained it to Ezra. "True, they can take down a starship easily, disabling them, but the reason for the ban on them is because of what happens to organic life when hit with such an attack." He shook his head in a huff as he rubbed his temples. "They kill organics in the worst way, slow and painful, atom by atom, disintegration. Those are the same type of weapons used on the Lasat people on the planet of Lasan, that is what Zeb witnessed when the Lasat people ended on that world." Both were quiet as Hera didn't attempt to shush him or anything to stop the speech as Ezra looked terrified and concerned. "You may have thought it was an idle reason, but it hurts BADLY, to see your own kin suddenly die by such a weapon, THAT is why they were banned in the Senate, it is too dangerous a weapon to use and hold." Alexander turned back as he finished. "So, cut Zeb some slack and understand this, he had his reasons for it and we have to respect that."
He rubbed his head in grief as he reply in seating. "I-I guess I could cut him some slack." Hera clapped his leg as she smiled to him.

"Good man." She decided to change the subject as she asked about the training. "So, how's the Jedi training going with Kanan?"
"Jedi training?" Ezra spun in his seat as he commented. "Never heard of it." Hera sighed as she commented.
"We'll see about that..."
"I do hope you are not planning on mauling Kanan, Hera, that would make him LESS valued in your private moments." The Twi'lek glanced at Alex with a small grimace as Alex continued with a chuckle. "I am just saying..." The Ghost jumped out of hyperspace as Ezra commented on the planet, Lothal.
"Home, sweet home." They primed up as they descended on the site where the transaction was going to happen as they gathered in the cargo bay with Hera and Kanan debating something.

"...Can we discuss this later?"
"That's fine, love..." Hera commented as she stood at the bottom with Kanan following. "...But we will discuss it." He sighed as Artoo made a number of sounds as Sabine translated, unaware of Alexander's own skill with understanding droid.
"Oh right. This Artoo says its real mission was to make sure the T-7s never reached the Empire, and that his master will pay handsomely for their return." Kanan hummed before he replied.
"I'll think about it." Zeb sighed as well as he inquired.
"So, we're not selling the droids, but we're selling the T-7s? We don't even know who Vizago's buyer is."

"We know it's not the Empire, and I already made a deal with Vizago. So let's get these crates off the boat." Unaware of the crew, Threepio sent out a reply for help, and the message went straight to Kallus, who headed there to take the rebels in the act. Vizago opened up a crate and hummed in approve.
"Oh. I can make some beautiful music with these." Zeb huffed as he scowled.
"They're not that kind of instruments!"
"Ah. You just have to know how to play them. And how to play those who want to buy them." Kanan was not impressed before Alexander spoke.
"You want the disruptors, YOU have to buy them, you also follow through with your payment, otherwise these disruptors are not yours to sell, period." Vizago chuckled as he strolled over.

"Finally, someone on your crew who understands business." Kanan sighed as he replied.
"Let's just get this over with." Suddenly the sound of something coming closer caught both Alex and Vizago's ears as they turned to see what was coming, Alexander pulling out his scope before he spotted the threat, to Vizago's surprise and the others too.
"Gozanti-class cruiser with two All-Terrain Defense Pods, Imperials." Alexander grimaced as he continued. "I personally blame fearful and terrified droids for this one." Vizago grimaced as well as there should have been Imperials unless...
He whipped about and shouted at Hera. "You were followed!"
"That's not possible!"

"Tell it to the Empire!" Vizago rushed about as he ordered. "Leave the rest, we're gone!" Kanan stopped him short as he grabbed the Devaronian by the arm.
"You haven't paid us."
"Cikatro Vizago doesn't pay for half a shipment." Vizago ripped his arm free as he continued. "And he doesn't pay for trouble with Imperials." The vehicles started as he finished. "My friends, I hope you live to bargain another day. And if you don't..." He gave an 'eh' as the vehicles headed as Alexander rushed forward and then shouted.
"Then tell your client that they are going to have to deal with faulty weaponry then!" Vizago looked confused before Alex pulled out a detonator, pressing it as the tops of the crates that Vizago grabbed exploded off to the weapons sparking and their circuits fused, the panic evident as Vizago tried in vain to fix the damage as the vehicles left, the Ghost crew surprised as Alex explained. "Universal detonator, its goes more than hundred yards, anything I tampered with goes haywire, one-time use though." Sabine whistled as the crew turned to the incoming Imperials before she inquires to Kanan.
"Shouldn't we be going too?"

"We can't let these disruptors fall into imperial hands." Kanan looked to Sabine as he spoke. "Sabine, destroy the guns."
"Ha. Now you're speaking my language. I'll go get my gear." She rushed to the ship before she spotted the two droids coming off, Artoo moving over to the crate before providing a number of sounds as it lifted one of the disruptor as Threepio exclaimed in surprise at the tone of 'joining the crew' the astromech was motioning as Sabine took off her helmet and understood the whole thing. "Of course. Overload the disruptors, and boom!" She patted the astromech in glee. "Good call, little guy. You can join our crew anytime."
"Well, short my circuits." Chopper retorted as well as Kanan rushed over with the crew as he filed it out.
"Hera, help Sabine open the crates. Ezra, Zeb, Alex, line 'em up!" He lifted a disruptor as he glanced to the cruiser. "Meanwhile, I'll deal with the walkers." The walkers were dropped as they started to approach, one's cannons firing as the ground shook from the impact, Kanan getting to work as he fired once and the attacking walker went down without an issue, but the second one managed to blast him back, Hera distracting it for a moment as Kanan was lifted back onto his feet and they took cover as the cruiser landed some and unloaded its regiment of stormtroopers and a familiar agent as he gave the order.
"Advance and fire." Threepio made the attempt to be 'rescued' as he called out.

"Thank you, thank you, I knew some form of rescue would arrive. I told Artoo, but he thinks so ill of stormtroopers." That didn't help as they opened fire and the protocol droid scuttled back in horror. "Wait! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! You're here to rescue me!" Zeb and Kanan looked at each other before returning to fire back as Hera called out.
"Chopper, ready the ship for takeoff!" Chopper paused as he watched a sliver of Hera pass by the rocks with the AT-DP following her before he headed for the ship. Zeb took out a trooper, but Kallus was not deterred as he spoke as he stepped over the body.
"You! Lasat!" He pulled out his rifle and it extended out with electro-prods on both ends, the Lasat coming out of cover to glare as Kallus handled the weapon and thrust it forth in a challenge. "Face me!" A simple lookover prompted Zeb into action as the trio still behind called out.
"Wait!"
"Zeb!"

"You idiot!" This went unheard as the two clashed with war cries, their mastery of the shifted weapons quite a sight from a first glance as Zeb knocked Kallus off his feet and angrily spoke.
"Only the honor guard of Lasan may carry a bo-rifle!"
"I know!" Kallus cackled as he continued. "I removed from a guardsmen myself." Kallus's movement gave him a defining edge as he could outmaneuver Zeb's heavy set as he taunted the Lasat. "I was there when Lasan fell. I know why you fear those disruptors. I gave the order to use them." The taunt worked as rage filled Zeb and he continued his berserker stance, but Kallus was more calm, collected in the face of such a threat, the trio withdrawing back to better cover as Kallus struck Zeb once and twice with pride and success in his veins as Zeb looked ready to drop if he overdid it, Kanan huffing as he commented.
"That fool Lasat's gonna get himself killed."
"What else is new?" Alexander commented as Sabine finished."

"Okay. We're ready." The three rushed over as they pulled the cart and shoved it toward the advancing stormtroopers while Sabine, Artoo, and Threepio shove the last one at the At-DP, resulting in a massive explosion on both sides, shaking the whole place as stormtroopers went flying as the whole crew was blasted off their feet, unbalancing Zeb and allowing Kallus, more steady, to strike a third blow and brought the Lasat down on his knees, prepared for a killing blow when Ezra, pulling in something else at the sight, got to his feet and shouted.
"NO!" Without warning, Ezra used a massive Force Push, blasting Kallus far back into the rock and rendering him unconscious for the moment, surprising both Ezra and Kanan as Hera got back up herself before Kanan spoke.
"Spectre Two and Seven, get the kid aboard."
"Right..." Ezra just gazed at his hands as Alexander grabbed him with Hera as she continued. "Move, all of you, now!" Kanan rushed over to help Zeb out.
"Zeb! Come on, big guy. We gotta get out of here. Zeb?" The Lasat was not responsive, but his grip on the bo-rifle returned, reassuring Kanan as he helped the big guy onto the ship with Threepio whining a bit more as Hera called to the astromech.

"Chopper, get us out of here!" The ship took off with Kallus, dusting himself off a bit, watching as the ship left orbit and Sabine removed her helmet as she asked.
"Will he be okay?" Zeb groaned for a moment before he responded.
"...Yeah." The Lasat was slowly helped up as he thanked the wrong person for the save. "Thanks, mate. Appreciate the save."
"Sorry, Zeb, but Kanan was knocked to the ground, if there is someone to thank, it's Ezra." Alexander pointed to the similar youth. "I have never seen a more successful Force Push like his on the spur of the moment." Kanan raised a brow at the comment before he shrugged it off and spoke to Ezra.
"Your formal Jedi training starts tomorrow, Ezra." The crew was in high hopes, but that didn't relieve them of their droid hitchhikers...

Alex worked to triangulate the source coordinates for Hera as he took over for a bit, Zeb's injures a bit more painful and needed a full medical attention before he arrived to the location and scanned it over, pausing before he spoke up to the comm channel he made with the astromech. "This is the transfer point, your master is a bit late." The R2 replied and Alexander nodded. "I don't mean it like that, I just want to understand if it is true or a trap, you know, nothing is certain among these times." R2 moaned in concern as Alexander correct his tone. "Sorry, my own ideas and beliefs, now where is..." Another ship jumped out of hyperspace and Alexander spotted it, a CR90 corvette, and raised a brow as he got a scan off it, looking it over before he looked about to the ship as he piloted it to dock. "Kanan, your presence is requested at the starboard airlock with See-Threepio and Artoo-Detoo, repeat, Kanan, starboard airlock with droids in tow." He glanced at the name of the ship he got, the Tantive Four, knew who was in charge of the ship. "...Organa... never expected you to be the owner of two very fine and well-traveled droids..." He got out of the cockpit seat and rested in the passenger seat as Kanan met with his mysterious owner of the droids. A well-aged man greeted him as he then gave Kanan a massive amount of credits.
"That's very generous, sir."
"Well, I'm very fond of these droids." R2 beeped as Kanan returned the gesture.
"Then, I'm glad we could return them."
"The simplest gesture of kindness... can fill a galaxy with hope." Kanan paused as he questioned it.

"Isn't that... a Jedi saying?" But the man give no room to question it as he rested a hand on Kanan's shoulder.
"Safe travels, my friend." Kanan dismissed it as he bowed to the man.
"Safe travels." He headed on his way with the credits as the man looked to Threepio in question.
"You didn't tell them my name."
"Of course I didn't, Senator Organa. But this entire ordeal has rather stressed every one of my circuits. Permission to shut down?" Organa turned and agreed.

"Granted." Threepio went off to rest as the man crouched beside Artoo. "You record everything, old friend?" The astromech beeped in reply as Organa continued. "Good. We'll focus on the Imperials later." He moved to the front as he continued on, fishing a clip out for data. "For now, show me what you have on your... rebels." He inserted the clip as he found a recording also in the droid's system and, curious, listened to it.
"Greetings, I apologize for tampering with the droid, but I have never actually seen the real life model that not only fought in the start of the Clone Wars, but has such a legacy that I am amazed with its great existence. I also... understand why, his master has changed and he had to find a new master to continue his rebellion. I can only say this... I will celebrate Empire Day with a different meaning, the meaning of life free from the Empire one day." The recording stopped, but Organa just chuckled as Artoo did the same while downloading its data on all, but one of the rebels.
"Well, we have gained one true ally, only time will tell which one it is..."