Hundred-and-Twenty Nine

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The full moon was bright over the snowfields on the night the Final Order invaded Kijimi. The silver disc was obscured by a long, pointed shadow. Like a passing cloud, a massive dreadnought cleaved through the moon and plunged the drifts into darkness.

As the giant starship approached a nearby city, smaller craft began to pour from its sides and underbelly. In the streets, citizens wrapped in warm cloaks ran for shelter as rows of Stormtroopers in gleaming white armor marched into the settlement.

"This city is now under the authority of the First Order," a voice boomed from the dreadnought above. "Mandatory curfew is being enforced. Return to your residences immediately!"

As the occupation began to crack down across the city, there was a stirring in the alleys. Small bands of Kijimans ran out with blaster rifles and fired on the troopers, only to flee back to cover as they were answered by much larger bolts of light. An AT-ST Walker slowly, unflinchingly waddled down the street towards them. Its canons screamed in a terrible rhythm as it approached, blowing divits out of the walls near the cowering freedom fighters.

Suddenly, there was a loud crash, and the sound of the canons stopped. When the rebels peered around the corner, the walker was a smoking wreck propped against the side of a building. One of its legs had been cut clean off. The soldiers could just make out the shape of a cloaked figure disappearing into the blowing snow beyond.

Further away, a group of civilians was huddling into a safe house. Some of them had already been displaced from their original homes by the Final Order, and had come to Kijimi to take advantage of its distance from anything of particular repute.

A small Twi'lek girl yelped as the red glow of a laser cutter appeared on the wall she had been sitting against. The frightened crowd watched as someone on the other side cut a doorway into the wall. Could the storm troopers have found them? Two men in scarves and thick hats pulled the chunk out to allow a short girl with dark hair and a man in a brown overcoat into the room. The woman raised her hands to show she was unarmed.

"Everyone alright? We're with the Resistance!"

Everyone gave a sigh of relief.

Rose Tico had always admired her sister Paige

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Rose Tico had always admired her sister Paige. They joined the Resistance after the First Order took over their planet, what felt like a lifetime ago. They were part of Cobalt Squadron, Rose a mechanic on Paige's bomber. Now, Rose

is one of the only members of Cobalt left. Looking at the faces of the Kijimans in front of her, she wondered how many people like her were being made today.

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