Ezra was getting many concerned looks from the people passing by, but he didn't care since he couldn't see them.

He was getting past people with relative ease, considering he had ignited his lightsaber and was holding it threateningly in front of him. No one dared to question his actions, well that's what he thought until he tripped over a droid and dropped Thrawn with a thud.

"Stupid droid, you'll be scrap."

The unit beeped back.

"No your face is scrap." He sassed, picking Thrawn back up.

Beep.

"No your face is scrap- wait is that you Chopper."

Whoop.

"Chopper it's good to hear a sane voice, what happened?"

Chopper explained that he had been shut down, brought to the planet, and thrown in the scarp room. He would of been scrap if Roe, Mouse, and Cane hadn't found him.

"Force now I owe Mouse one." Ezra fretted. "Maybe I should just kill him."

Chopper beeped agreement.

"Good plan, now do you think you can convinced a medic droid to put a chip in this chiss."

Beep.

"Thanks, let's keep going. We don't have much time. They will be sounding the alarm soon when someone notices Thrawn is missing."

Whoop.

"Yes he's heavier than he looks. He's like a bantha." Ezra complained and the two made their way down the hall to the nearest medic bay.

>•<

Sebrin hopped into an imperial shuttle, ready to leave everything behind yet again.

I'm running away again. I can never stay in any place too long, I can never make any attachments. The only person I can trust is myself. Sebrin thought to herself as she started up the shuttle and ignored the confused looks from the people down on the hanger.

"Goodbye yet another life I can't have." She spoke out loud with a sad smile. "I can't make a difference here this is his fight, maybe one day I'll find my place in this galaxy of constant war."

The shuttle pulled out of the hanger bay and into the planet's atmosphere. Who would of thought, we're on Lothal. She gawked at the planet's change since she was last there on the surface. Looks like if you come to Lothal now you just disappear. There was a number of ships scattered among the surface, all empty, all those people adducted for Thrawn's wants, his game. She has just flew out of a large, wide building. You can get a lot done with a little time and enough work.

"It's not my fight." She muttered again and jumped to light speed. "It never is." I should of been a Jedi.