(Zeb's POV)
I blinked, shocked at the display of violence and color from such a kid. Sure, she had armor and helmet, and was clearly a mando, but even still she couldn't have been older than fifteen.
I looked down at myself, and felt my blood begin to boil. I was not my usual shade of purple, instead I was a neon pink. If Kanan and Hera saw this, I would never hear the end of it. I don't care who she is.
I'm gonna kill that kid.
I could call for back-up from Kanan, but I already knew that wasn't an option. Besides, he had his own prejudices against Death Watch as I understood. But, she was clearly running from the empire. I groaned, knowing full well I would have to help her. Besides, she was clearly a good fighter, and there is no way she hadn't been trained in fighting by someone. Her skills were too good to be entirely self taught. But, the most interesting part of her attack besides the colorful explosives was that she used the same tactics as the bucket-heads.
And then added her own.
As much as I hated to admit it, it was fun to watch. At least, until I got covered in paint. I could already tell it was going to take a lot of scrubbing to get this stuff out of my fur. I took off running down the alley, in search of the girl who I knew would be hard to find.
And most likely, even harder to catch.
A/N
Sorry this was so short. I am going through writers block. Did you like the similarities between Zeb meeting Sabine and Zeb meeting Ezra? Next one will be longer. If you have any ideas for this story, let me know.
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AdventureSabine Wren is a free spirit. She cannot be tamed, or controlled. And when people tell her what to do, things get out of hand. But she met a crew, a family, and this is her story. (I take requests for story ideas to put in here.)
