Star Wars Rebels: Teenage Response

The Extraction

Sabine walked over to Kanan and Hera while they were seated, and placed her hands on their shoulders.
"Let's avoid any awkwardness shall we?" She said enthusiastically.
Kanan and Hera looked at eachother, their pleased faces very quickly degrading into concern.
"Sure Sabine, in fact...you can talk to Vizago. You discuss business". Kanan offered to her as he waved his arm by the hologram projector.
Sabine knew why Kanan was being so nice to her, not that he often wasn't, but it was clear to her that he was giving her special treatment. Special treatment is something Sabine didn't want, but she didn't feel like refusing.
"Okay, Vizago?" Sabine asked as she leaned her head to the empty projection.
"He's trying to work up a job for us, when he comes back you can talk to him". Kana explained to her.
Sabine nodded and straightened, crossing her arms as she looked at the projector.
I'm the boss.
"Ok, I think I got something for you..." Vizago began as his hologram sprang to life. "Hm? Sabine? Put Kanan back on, I wanna talk to him".
Sabine shook her head and smiled with her teeth.
"Nope, I've been very recently promoted to boss. You gotta talk to me now".
Vizargo rolled his eyes.
"If you say so. Anyways, this is rather recent. An Imperial prison transport is scheduled to leave Lothal. I'm not interested in those it holds captive aside from one man, a Duros named Saviline Dum. He's one of my most reliable sources of intel until...he got too nosy".
Vizago fiddled with a device and data was transferred to Sabine's miniature datadrive on her arm.
Now for the fun part of being Madalorian.
"Okay, how much we talkin?" Sabine said, suddenly picturing herself being much more taller and more scary as a Mandalorian was expected.
Vizargo raised his eyes from his datapad.
"The usual sum".
"Imperial prison transport, sounds risky. I feel maybe the usual sum is a little too..." Sabine attempted her best to persuade and charm the crew into better pay, but their employer was having none of it.
"The regular sum is fine, if you want it you'll come to me with Saviline or you'll get nothing".
Before Sabine could respond, Vizago had cut the connection.
Yeah, I guess you need more than the armour to truly be a big scary Mandalorian.
"It's alright, Sabine". Kanan assured her. "It's all for a good cause, the money isn't important".
Sabine shrugged as she took a seat..
"I officially resign as leader".

Sabine studied the information she was given by Vizago.
"So, the Duros we're looking for has a distinctive tattoo on his face. Like all these black lines leading from his eyes to his chin".
Sabine had once thought about getting tattoos, like some pretty colourful ones on her arm. She did scrap the idea though.
Too extreme.
"Well if Vizago's source is right, the transport taking the prisoners will be leaving soon. We'll have to come up with a plan to get on board". Kanan told everyone. "Perhaps we could send a transmission saying we are inspectors or...we have an unaccounted prisoner?"
Zeb shook his head.
"Nah, that'd never work. The Empire are stupid but they'll stop falling for the same tricks".
Sabine explored ideas in her head, ranging from stealth to simply attacking the ship and invading. But then she decided to mash the ideas together.
"How about..." She began to explain as everyone was all ears. "We attack the ship and all its security to prevent a hyperjump while the Phantom attaches to the transport and takes the prisoner?"
Sabine awaited there response, she didn't expect Kanan to approve though.
Kanan studied into space for a moment before removing his hand from his chin and facing the crew.
"Well, it could work. Emphasis on could." He admitted. "But we'd need to have people manning the Ghosts cannons. No way Hera is fighting TIE fighters on her own".
Sabine stood up, as if her plan had already been chosen as the best course of action.
"No problem, Kanan and me can go get the prisoner..." She then pointed to Chopper. "Taking Chopper of course. The rest can stay in the Ghost".
Zeb, Hera and Ezra all replied simultaneously.
"I don't think so, Sabine" "No way!" "Okay".
Ezra and Hera both looked at Zeb, who was the only one of the three to agree. He shrugged at their looks.
"What? Oh, um no! Bad idea, Sabine".
Kanan sighed.
"Well it can work, but I think it'd be better to take Ezra. Chopper is a bit too..." The Jedi gazed at Chopper who horned at his questioning of the droids excellence. "...clumsy. Ezra is faster and he can also hack doors".
Sabine verbally jabbed Ezra in the ribs.
"But not as good as Chopper". Sabine's words could imply both at pleasuring and hacking.
Ezra rolled his eyes at Sabine's sudden dislike of him.
Kanan came to a conclusion.
"All right. Sabine, me and Ezra are going to take the Phantom to dock on the ship. Zeb, Hera and Chopper will distract all the transports security". Sabine was pleased with most of her plan being accepted.
An expression of doubt then swept through Kanan's face.
"This plan hinges on how much security the transport has. We aren't going toe to toe with a Star Destroyer here, okay?"
The crew nodded.
"Alright, I'll keep the Imperial ships off you three while you get the Saviline Dum". Hera told Kanan and the two teenagers. "I just hope Zeb hasn't slacked off with his aiming after all those hours of ship cleaning".
Hera smirked and Zeb got slightly offended.
"Just watch, I could get a missile inside a 2 meter opening. That's how good I am". The Lasat claimed falsely but proudly.
Kanan looked out to the planet.
"All right, everyone keep an eye out for the transport. We'll have to send a transmission to at least slow it down".
The crew all sat and quietly conversed among themselves. Sabine took a moment to reflect on the coming chaos.
Well, this is as normal as its gonna get for a while.