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This is a story I've had in mind for a bit of time. It'll be a somewhat cross between SW Rebels and SW: Jedi Fallen Order. I just want to point that out, as I'm sure someone will point it out in the comments.
Oh, and if any of you hav...
So, I'm now on Mandalore along with Kanan and BD-2.
We came here to help Sabine and her people free her father.
And to deal with the Empire too.
We're currently hiding near an Imperial outpost and I'm in my own Mandalorian armor.
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(A/N: This is Y/N's armor.)
Thankfully, it looks better as Sabine has done some work on it.
Sabine and I observe the outpost from a distance.
I take my helmet off.
Y/N: How sure are we that your father is in there?
She looks to me.
Sabine: Well, our spies in the Capital say he's here and they've been right so far.
I nod before putting my helmet back on.
After that Sabine contacts Fenn Rau.
Sabine: Rau, I've got a squad of Stormtroopers in front, plus multiple cannons.
Fenn: Copy that, Spectre-5. Moving to your right flank.
Kanan: Sabine, doesn't it seem a little suspicious that the Empire would move your father so far away from the Capital?
Sabine: My father has many friends. He's not just important to me. The Empire probably locked him up out here to prevent someone from doing what we're about to do.
Y/N: That'd be the smart thing to do.
Fenn: It may be true, but I'd put nothing past these Saxon Clan traitors. We're in position, Spectre-5.
Sabine: Copy, Rau. Over.
She looks to her Clan.
Sabine: Alright, Clan Wren, check your fire for the captive. We're going in the front door, on my lead.
They move and get into position.
I look to Sabine and notice her looking at me.
Y/N: What?
Sabine: Nothing. It's weird seeing you wearing the full armor and the helmet.
I chuckle.
Y/N: It feels weird. I can't help but feel like members of your Clan think I'm unworthy of it or something.
Sabine: Hey, they know how you got that armor. It was given to you because of Te spirba bat. That practically makes you one of us. You're fine, babe. Plus, the armor looks good on you.
