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clownofthetown · 1 year

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AHSOKA FINALE SPOILERS

im sorry this is so long but its my live thoughts on the ep

honestly good for you morgan elsbeth, she did great

AHHHHHH KANAN MENTION he was a little shy OH MY GOFDOGKDKKD CALEB ❤️ like me fr

Is huyang like ezras grandmaster of lightsaber construction then

HE GETS THE SAME PART THINGO AS KANAN IM DYING AND ITS BLUE AGAIN

NOOO SABINE COMES BACK ITS OKAY

uh oh ezra finding out abt sabines family

sabine and ahsoka bonding over the choices theu make thats so cute

wow okay like 3rd anakin mention this series (PLS GIVE ME A 3RD KANAN MENTION ITS ONLY FAIR)

if those ties hurt the noti. IF THEY.

bumper cars but in the sky and considerably more dangerous how fun

AY NOTI AND HUYANG COLLAB

thats four anakin mentions are you kidding me

YESSS SABINE GETS HER HELMET WHY HAS SHE BEEN FIGHTING W/O IT PLS WEAR HEAD PROTECTION

zombies ZOMBIES

omg morgan and ahsoka rematch this is great

ah i see theyre gonna make sabine use yhe force bc she dropper her saber

I CALLED IT sighhhhh

THANK YOU ive been wonder like "why dont they just chop the zombies in half and then they cant rly do anything but theh werent and now FINALLY

YAY JUMPING

AHSOKA AHSOKA UR MISSING UR FLIGHT

SABINE. SABINE. tHANK U I WAS SO SHOCKED SHE WOULD LEAVE AHSOKA LIKE THAT BUT SHE DIDNT

rip morgan 💔

EZRAS ALONE THERE WHAT THE HELL

nooo ezra should have done a more ridiculous voice on the comm pls 😔

HUYANG THANK GOD

here we go abt anakin again alright

THRAWN U BASTARD SHUT UP ABT AHSOKA

guys. guys this isnt funny theyre genuinely stuck there. GUYS. WHY. EZRA IS ALONE AGAIN.

was that fuckin morai or am i going insane

SHIN SHIN SHIN WHERE HAVE U BEEN is she gonnabecome the bandit leader or wtv

baylan what on earth

THE FATHER AND SON??? IS THE DAUGHTER HALF DESTROYED WHAT?????????

CHOPPER DONT TELL ME THATS WHO I THINK IT IS

oH MY FUCKING GOD EZRA AND HERA REUNITE AHHHHHDHDHDJFJJ IM ACTUALLY CRYING NOW

"its time to move on" ??? I BEG YOUR OARDON WHAT

sabine what did u feel TELL ME

R U SERIOUS we BETTER see kanan as a force ghost watching over hera and jacen AND EZRA in SEASON 2 WHICH WE BETTER GET OR I WILL RIOT

it is nice that anakins watching over ahsoka tho HES A GRANDMASTER NOW LOL

a few other thoughts:

- im glad sabine gets to keep her lightsaber, it rly is hers now

- i gyess im ok w ezra building a new saber? esp one so close to kanans 💔 hopefully it helps him relfect on the person he is now yknow

- lowkey sad morgan just got killed like that... THWRES SM POTENTIAL 4 HER CHARACTER NOW THAG SHE GOT MORE POWER AND STUFF LIKE

- HOW DID CHOPPER KNOW???

- why is there all the father son daughter stuff on peridea (and how did ezra not sense it in the force and explore it or smth like)

- ezra didnt seem surprised that thrawn had backup and the eye of sion and stuff so im assuming they explained what happened and he was just like "ok"

(maybe tbeh didnt mention sabines role in letting them get there oops)

- UUURHFHS NOW WE GAVE TO WAIT

-why didnt they give me a hera and ezra hug scene. THEY SHOULD HAVE RAN AT EACH OTHER CRYING (pls i hope they make the reunions just a little more like they wiuld have been during rebels yknow, when we get a zeb and ezra reunion there better be ATLEAST a hair ruffle from zeb or i will BE ANGRY)

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danger-xylophones · 2 years

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Death trooper! Reader x thrawn ? Pls 🤲

Warnings: references to surgery, reader is an imperial, imperial propaganda, cybernetics, swearing, use of 'sir' as an honorific, migraine (with aura), acute pain

not edited, we die like morons

I'd also like to direct anyone reading this to check out @shenanigans-and-imagines blog. I'm a huge fan of her fics especially the More Than Sufficient series.

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Waking up after surgery was always the worst. The anesthesia left you feeling groggy and slow, like you were swimming through swamp water. And it always made adjusting to the new augmentations a bitch because you had to wait for the effects to wear off before you could really start to get used to the cybernetics now directly wired into your brain.

But still you would manage the same as you always had. When it felt as though you'd regained most of your bodily autonomy, you opened your eyes.

And nearly punched the man leaning over you.

"Grand Admiral!" You gritted out, the only trace he'd taken you by surprise. "It is unwise to loom over a waking warrior."

His face twisted imperceptibly, a movement others would miss. "I wished to oversee your recovery, Captain. As I understand, this newest augmentation has a higher chance of being rejected by your body." Thrawn's gaze bored into yours from above, making you feel small and far more vulnerable than you were comfortable with.

With a wave of your hand you gestured for him to back away so you had room to sit up. He did so fluidly - making it look as though he wasn't tied down by gravity at all. "With all due respect, sir," you bit out sharply as you winced, movement had brought a fresh wave of vertigo, "that's what the droid's for." You planted your bare feet on the ground and savored in the chill that shot up your legs, grounding you.

He fell silent and you took his stillness to rise off the examination table and slip behind the privacy curtain to change. It was easy enough to slip into the body glove that protected your skin from your armor. But the excessive jostling from trying to pull on the form fitting clothing steadily worsened the nausea mushing up your head. It got so bad that you had to pause, leaning heavily against the durasteel wall to settle yourself.

"Are you alright?" Thrawn's voice called out from the other side of the privacy screen.

"Fine, Thrawn." You hissed out. Pressing your forehead to the wall provided some relief. "Just a bit dizzy is all." With an effort, you righted yourself and continued to dress despite the way the world was starting to tilt.

"Dizziness after surgery, while completely normal, is not something to dismiss so flippantly, trooper." Thrawn's cool voice was closer now, drawing nearer in time with rhythmic footfalls that only stopped once they'd brought him to the privacy curtain. His volume dropped to just above a whisper and the cloak of command fell away for a moment. "May I see you?"

There was a long pause where you didn't want to answer but eventually a heavy sigh slipped past your lips that he took as an invitation. The pale blue curtain parted to make way for Thrawn's frame as he stepped through, burning red eyes trained on your recovering body. He didn't say anything - he only started to move, gathering up the various components of your armor and bringing them to you.

With a hand to your shoulder, he forced you to sit on a small bench before he crouched and began to attach your kit to your legs. A smile crept onto your lips, unbidden, at the thought that you had helped him dress for his day not that long ago. When he got to the thigh pieces you couldn't help but reach out a hand and trail your gloved fingers across his temple which made Thrawn pause his movements to look up at you. "Yes?" He asked with a tilt of his head.

You shook your head but repeated the action, forcing a stray hair back into its place beside his ear. Thrawn caught your hand on the way down and brought the gloved appendage before him so he could begin attaching your armor to that next. He finished both your arms before rising back to his full height. "Can you manage the last pieces?" His tone, dry and back to its professional cadence twisted the words to almost sound condescending but you heard it for what it was. So, with a nod, you rose to your feet and began to affix the last few pieces to your torso. Thrawn stayed close though, watching in case you needed him to help but thankfully you finished without incident.

He surveyed you once, eyes roaming your form quickly as he searched for any discrepancies. But when he found none, he turned to fetch your helmet from the nearby shelf only to pass it to you in one fluid turn.

Thrawn watched as you settled the black plastoid over your head, working at the seals to they gave the distinctive pop to show it had latched shut. You stayed still as the helmet sprang to life. Before you flashed a series of numbers - your heart rate, your blood pressure, your oxygen level, even a brief overview of the other death troopers' vitals - and the sign that your helmet was adjusting to the new augmentations. You could feel the minute cybernetics at work - forcing your pupils to constrict and dilate before redirecting your focus to a new part of the HUD just to repeat the process.

You must have been standing there, still as a statue, for over a minute before the HUD cleared and you regained full control of your eyes. This time, you were the one to direct them and you chose to focus on Thrawn who had watched you the entire time. Darting your gaze to tiny icon in the bottom left corner, you could bring up a scan of him - showing you his vitals and a thermal map of his body. As well as an overview of his Imperial profile.

"Seems to be working just fine, Grand Admiral." You smirked at him, all too aware he couldn't see it as you moved to collect your gun. "Looks like you were worried for nothing."

He frowned and made a move to the door, you hastened to fall in beside him. "That remains to be seen, ch'acah." He muttered as he opened the door to the med bay and stepped out. "You will tell me if you begin to feel anything out of the ordinary?" You kept hot on his heels as he made his way through the halls, blaster carbine held abreast.

You'd been with Thrawn just long enough to recognize an order even when it sounded like a question. "Of course, sir. If I start to feel off," you emphasized the 'if' as hard as you could, "you'll be the first to know."

He looked over his shoulder, a frown furrowing his brow. "Mind your attitude, Captain. It will not serve you on my ship."

"It's gotten me this far, love." You chirped which earned you a slight purple tint and him hastily looking away. Grinning to yourself, you let Thrawn stew in his fluster and decided to check in with your troops. "Sound off, who's online?" You called into the channel, you could hear the garble that came out through your helmet echoing back.

"DT-457, reporting operational, sir"

"DT-889, reporting operational, sir"

"DT-746, reporting operational, sir"

"DT-816, on standby, sir. DT-709 and DT-832 are de-kitted."

"Thank you, 816." You hummed back as Thrawn and yourself stepped onto the bridge.He continued forward and you took up position on one side of the doorway. "I am, obviously, out of surgery and operational - the Grand Admiral has been escorted to the bridge." Pausing, you found the icon that would bring up the various times each trooper had come online. "457, your shift is up. You are free to return to your quarters."

"Thank you, sir." 457's mic clicked off, telling you she had left the conversation entirely.

"816, come up to the bridge and tell," you paused for a moment, eyes flicking over the times once more, "tell 832 he has 15 minutes before he has to report as standby."

"Of course, sir," a small pause, "he has been informed and I am heading out now."

"Very good. You are all dismissed."

A small chorus of 'yes, sirs' sounded throughout the speakers in your helmet before you were met with the quiet hum of the bridge once more. Turning your focus outward, you found Thrawn looking at you with a quizzical tilt of his head. "Is there a problem, Captain?" He asked, stepping towards you.

"Fine, sir," you responded immediately, "I was just checking in on my soldiers."

He bowed his head, as graceful as ever, "I see, and is everything alright?" Your ears picked up on the subtle undertone immediately and you had to fight back the eye-roll that threatened your composure (nevermind the fact he couldn't see it - he'd hear it).

"Perfectly, fine, sir." Your answer was clipped as you adjusted your stance, squaring your soldiers and raising your chin in defiance.

Thrawn's eyes narrowed but he made no comment as he turned his back to you. Just as you let a sigh of relief slip past your lips, DT-816 arrived to take up position across from you. You nodded to him, acknowledging his presence before returning to attention.

You didn't know how long you'd stood there, you'd learned long ago it was better not to worry about that when on guard duty but at some point you were brought out of your careful disconnected state by the appearance of a dot on the edge of your vision.

It was fuzzy, dark, but ill-defined (although your gut told you it was circular) and you found that it stayed stubbornly put on the edge of your vision no matter where you looked. You huffed, annoyed at the realization that you were probably dealing with a retinal migraine. They were common enough after new augmentations - annoying but not painful like a regular migraine. So, you made a note of it but didn't worry. You could still mostly see and the chance of an attack on the admiral at this very moment was so incredibly unlikely that you could afford to have fuzzy vision for a little while. And a dull ache in your temple.

But exactly 13 minutes later, your nonchalant attitude vanished. It was as if a switch had been flicked and suddenly the tiny, little ball on the edge of your vision had overtaken your sight entirely and on its heels was excruciating pain. Screwing your eyes shut, you felt your back collide with the wall - a hand flayed out to catch yourself. You could hear your heartbeat in your ears, each thump worsening the ache that bloomed from your temple.

"Captain? Captain, are you alright?" DT-816's voice invaded your ears, staticky and panicked, it did little to relieve your suddenly frayed nerves. You could feel a hand at your back, presumably your fellow trooper's, and it offered a bit of resistance as you struggled to stand up straight. You wanted to answer but you also wanted his voice out. The blaster carbine fell from your grasp, clattering to the ground noisily and you couldn't help but curse the day it was made while struggling to get the helmet off.

Hands eclipsed yours, and swiftly moved them out of the way. Instinctively, you started to swat at whoever had just touched you only for your hands to be caught in a heavy grip at the same time your helmet was removed and set aside, exposing your sensitive eyes to too bright light. "Captain, look at me." It was Thrawn. Of course it was Thrawn. You wanted to listen to him, recognizing the order but...you couldn't. The second you lifted your head and tried to peel your eyes open, another wave crashed through your system, this time also making you feel nauseous. You brought your head back down and yanked your hands out of Thrawn's grip to cover both your eyes and your mouth - your body now unsure which was the priority. Thrawn cursed under his breath, and you could feel the warm puff of air against your forehead. "Captain, I need you to calm down." Thrawn was keeping his voice low and you relished in the quiet of his voice. A strong grip encompassed the lower part of your face, forcibly lifting your head. "I'm going to bring you to the medbay." You could feel his lips on your forehead, the feeling was grounding - the warmth his words created on your skin a focal point during your disorientation. "But I need you to stand. Do you think you can walk if I help you?"

You don't remember nodding but you must have as you soon found yourself being hoisted upright, supported as you were made to stand up. Thrawn allowed you to stay hunched over, one hand clamped over your mouth, the other clinging to him - wringing the fabric of his uniform. He kept one leg pressed into yours, making sure you could feel exactly where he was as he slowly guided you away from the bridge right back down the hallway you'd accompanied him in. His arms stayed secured around you, one holding your waist while the other grasped onto your arm embedded in the fabric on his chest.

It felt like the walk to the medbay took hours (possibly due to the shuffling steps you had to take to ensure you didn't topple over). But finally, you could feel your body being lowered down onto a bed - guided by Thrawn's hands and his soft voice. You gave up trying to process whatever it was he was saying and instead just focused on the gentility in his voice.

A cool cloth was settled on your forehead and a warm hand took yours. "My darling, the lights are going to turn down - please try to open your eyes and answer the droid." Unable to answer (still afraid the moment you opened your mouth, you'd vomit) you could only squeeze Thrawn's hand and hope he understood. A few seconds later, the light behind your eyelids did indeed fade and you were able to crack them open just enough to meet Thrawn's eyes. They were blown wide in concern but held a certain restrained disappointment you were too familiar with.

"Not. A. Word." You grumbled out. Thrawn, to his credit, obliged your pride and sat by wordlessly as the droid interrogated you. When it finally gave its diagnosis (over-use - your body had strained to incorporate the augmentations and was over-stressed) and administered a stim, Thrawn ordered it to power down

Now, alone in the medbay with him once more, you could feel your wounded pride ache. The silence was deafening. But he still refused to release your hand. "Visahot," he sighed.

"I know." You sighed right back, closing your eyes again.

"DT-816, returned your helmet and blaster." Thrawn squeezed your hand as he rose from his chair. "If you feel up for it, I would like to move you back to our room so you may rest more comfortably."

You squeezed his hand back, breathing another sigh, "Thank you."

"Of course," Thrawn spoke from above you and you happened to open your eyes again just in time to see him hinge at the waist and bring his face down to yours, "no matter how much you vex me, my only wish is to care for you." He was still keeping his voice low for you as he brushed his lips past yours.

Reaching your free hand up, you cupped the back of his neck, encouraging him to come back, “I love you too."

#thrawn x reader #thrawn #grand admiral thrawn #grand admiral thrawn x reader #mitth'raw'nuruodo #star wars #star wars x reader #x reader

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revoleotion · 7 months

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Can you tell me more about Dawn?

I CAN ALWAYS TELL YOU MORE ABOUT DAWN

(vibrating intensely) pls send more asks if there's anything specific you want to know but...

some basics? Did I ever do this on this blog?

first off, there are two "versions" of Dawn, the original way I wrote him and am playing him in the Pen and Paper... and the version I did for playing him in bg3, lovingly dubbed DNDawn by my DM.

A few facts about OG!Dawn:

he's a Chiss sky-walker who retired (read: lost his connection to the Force) at 17, which is pretty late for a Chiss but still pretty traumatizing. He spent the months leading up to retirement trying to stop the loss of his Sight or at least trying to find a way to be useful in other ways, but he still had to leave eventually

right before that, he met the human sent to the chiss ascendancy (Eli Vanto), which inspired a conversation about a life outside of the ascendancy. Vibes wise, I was going for a parallel of that conversation between Thrawn and Thalias in Chaos Rising!

anyway, Dawn didn't leave immediately after retiring, though. He went to an academy for a few years, where he had a roommate that he suspects might have been a sky-walker too but they never actually talked about it. Her fate is uncertain too but she probably died shortly before graduation. Dawn actually got a degree from that academy, which he never mentions and does not care about in the slightest

once he had his degree, he got a tattoo done (on his back, a star constellation only seen from Csilla), chose the new name Dawn so that lesser space inhabitants can properly address him, and fucked off to meet an Imperial contact Eli gave him

it turned out pretty quickly that Dawn was not Empire material, and he didn't care for it either, but this information is important because it shows that his first contact with the Empire was neutral (+ knowing that Thrawn ended up working with them also helped shape Dawn's opinion of that regime). This opinion changed later, of course, but it's important that he didn't immediately hate the Empire or distrust its members

and this is how he eventually ended up with the torment crew! yey! and that's when the campaign started and....... well. shit happened.

he's also trans (most, if not all, sky-walkers are girls, but he never really vibed with that) and very, very gay.

dawn gets to use a mechanic that i lovingly refer to as the "autism dice" where sometimes my DM makes me roll in conversations with other crew members to see if dawn notices the deeper meaning/sarcasm in other character's words (most of the time I didn't notice it either, and if I fail, he's not explaining it to me either, Dawn & I just have to live with it. rude (jk jk, I agreed to this))

my favorite thing about Dawn is how he views himself as a tool but sometimes (very, VERY rarely, and ESPECIALLY when he's tired/not thinking straight) slips into this mindset of "excuse me, do you know who you are talking to??". no matter how alienated he feels from other chiss, he is one, and maybe those legends about chiss not reacting well to being betrayed are true after all.

since sky-walkers get their memory purged to avoid any unnecessary feelings/homesickness, Dawn does not remember his childhood or family. It also means he has no idea of his original family name. He has a twin sister but will very likely never learn that or meet her. After his service as a sky-walker, he got adopted into the Irizi family, hence his name.

Dawn has very strong feelings about being compared to Thrawn, mostly about the fact that he's a Mitth and how dare people compare him to a Mitth??

the thing I struggled with the most when creating him and playing him in early sessions was his moral alignment. He was pretty much a blank slate, due to the memory purging and being used as a military child weapon most of his life... so this didn't make it any easier. By now, I have his alignment and loyals figured out though! It's more complex than I first expected, and the fun bit is that he is now very torn between wanting to do what's best for the crew and the connection he's feeling towards the guy speaking to him through the sith holocron, mostly because he is grysk (and therefore, from the same region as Dawn AND his mortal enemy but you know what, we can excuse that as long as we get homoeroticism and narrative foils)

dawnkallig. my beloved. i should write another essay on my pnp side blog

ANYWAY this got long. Tell me if I should talk more about the DNDawn version (who shows up in my bg3 fanfics)...... or if you have any more random questions about my boy!

#just torment crew things #dawn

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aymethyst · 1 year

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Ok ashoka series premiere thoghtsTM

-ashoka is a not a jedi knight. Not sure why it says in the scroll title but im glad she even mentions she left as a padawan and never officially finished training, and that makes sense others still call her otherwise bc even in Clone Wars series many still called her a jedi either out of habit or respect or simply not knowing better and bayalan doesnt seem to know better (but interesting that he feels some way about having to end her)

-def think sabine is Not a jedi and glad they didnt have her be force sensitive, shes an apprentice not a padawan unlike Shin (who even has the braid) sabine has a lot of skills but could still use some guidance ig is the point

-def all the characters felt off but that could just be casting(why does ezra look so old, just me?)/live action/not the same voices after seeing the animation for so long. Tho i admit some acting was uh a little flat (the fake sleep twitching oh my god im sorry what was that) not sure if its also growing pains of just the show starting up and finding jt place too or something else

-LOVE that they brought back the dathomir sisters tho that might save the plot tbh?? Bc sabine pretending she didnt solve the jedi temple cave painting with the three figures and like it was all something knew kinda had me reeling tho now knowing its a witches artifact kinda helps

-plot wise im trying rlly hrd to get behind everyone being so separate now tho technically i can see how losing TWO family members jn such a short time can push people apart i hope when theyre all together again they have that same chemistry that they did in Rebels bv the plot itself is very mediocre bc obviously we want ezra back but why is that gonna be a big part of Ashoka’s journey and not just rebels s5? Guess well have to see

-ill just say it but they better not overplay out thrawn like fucking palpatine living forever and pls make him just as evil and devious in the same ways bc thats what makes him interesting…

-where the owl at

-honestly only thinf standing out still is the whole dathomir sister plot and mystery of shin the padawan(?) but I hope it brings a lot more

#txt #star wars #star wars ashoka #ashoka tano #ashoka series #ashoka #idk wtf my tag js for this uh ok

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galaxydrcaming · 1 year

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Look who just woke up- is that NATASHA LIU-BORDIZZO? No, I must have been mistaken, that’s SABINE WREN from STAR WARS: REBELS. I heard they are 28 and stuck here just like everyone else. Even in the 20’s, they still give off a LEAVING SPRAY PAINTED ITEMS AROUND THE SHIP FOR THE CREW, ACTING TOUGH SO NOBODY CAN SEE HOW BROKEN SHE TRULY IS, ALWAYS KEEPING EXPLOSIVES AROUND TO THROW AT THE BAD GUYS, STRUGGLING FOR A LONG TIME TO ADMIT THAT HER FAMILY FAILED HER, PICKS UP ON LANGUAGES QUICKLY IN ORDER TO INTERACT WITH THE PEOPLE SHE HELPS impression. In Sydney, they are working as a ARTIST. They’re known to be quite CARING & SELFLESS, but have a tendency to be CLOSED-OFF & SASSY on their bad days.

Gender/Pronouns : Cis-Female and she/her

How long have they been in Sydney : Sabine has been in Sydney for about 4 years now in real time, but all her life in fake life.

Which suburb do they live in?: She lives in Kings Cross!

Personality description (in your own words): When you first meet Sabine, she can be rough around the edges, it would take her a good while before she actually trusted someone after what her parents did, but once that had been resolved, through her healing process, she has become a tiny bit more open to people around her, that however, didn’t stop her from being rough with someone, jokingly teasing them or something, but that usually meant that she cares. What most people don’t expect at first glance is how genuinely kind and good she is, she’s selfless alongside the rest of the rebel crew and is happy to offer a helping hand especially when they were going up against the Empire, she even admitted that she had left her family in order to protect them after everything. Once she cares about someone, it’s for life.

Memories of their real life: Born and Raised in both Mandalore and Krownest, Sabine belonged to Clan Wren, her mother, Ursa and father, Alrich were a part of House Vizla as well so growing up, she watched her mother and father fight for their home and clan, so naturally with how inspired she was, she went on to join the Imperial Academy in order to help out, whilst completely unaware of how truly bad the Empire was at that time. Her main job there was creating and building weapons, one of them being ‘The Duchess’ which turned anyone that wore Mandalorian Armor into dust, at that time however, she didn’t know that the Empire would test it out and use it as a threat for her people, so once she did find out about those said plans, she sabotaged them and destroyed the original machine so that they couldn’t use it to hurt anyone she knew or loved. (This comes back to bite her later, but it works out). After leaving the Academy, she had hoped that her family would be on her side, but they chose the Empire and emotionally destroyed her world so, she left and ended up working as a bounty hunter for some time with someone she would later on consider as a sister. History can repeat itself though because one disastrous situation separated the two and her ‘sister’ was fine with leaving Sabine for dead, so throughout that brief time of survival, she met Hera, Kanan, and Zeb, and joined them on the Ghost, with Ezra coming to join them shortly after. Throughout their adventures, Sabine went undercover, fought the Empire alongside her found family, obtained and learned how to sword fight with a powerful Mandalorian weapon called the Darksaber, and even managed to reconcile with her family. After all of that chaos, during a fight with the Empire in order to get them out of Ezra’s home planet Lothal, she helped cause a distraction for Ezra to escape from their group and meet alone with Thrawn, unfortunately, that same meeting ended with Ezra essentially sacrificing himself alongside Thrawn where they are now in the unknown regions of space, so with a statement that Ezra had told her prior to his sacrifice and said again in a hologram he had pre-recorded, Sabine took it to heart and at first, watched over his home planet, but later, went on to try and locate him alongside Ahsoka, in the hopes of bringing him home.

What was their fake life like : TBD

Optional, please pick at least three and interpret them however you wish ::

Label: The Broken Bird

Theme Song: Healing by Fletcher

Personality Type: ISFP

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