SWR One-shot's

It's over

Silence.

A record went on.

If you can hear this,

I am probably dead.

The only thing left of me

Is the sound of my voice.

I don't know if anyone of us made it...

Did we win...?

Did we lost...?

I don't know...

But either way... it's over.

So let me tell you who we were.

Let me tell you who you are...

My name is... was... Ezra Bridger.

I lived on the streets as a streetrat.

Until a nice crew...no...family... took me in.

This family has... had... five members.

Garazeb Orellios a. k. a. "Zeb".

A grumpy lasat. Always ready to smash bucketheads together.

Hard from the outside, but soft from the inner.

He lost his folk... kind of like I did.

At first he was careless and rude.
But later I saw his real self.

He was hurt. And he didn't want to feel this sadness again.

So he used this grumpiness as an emotional barrier to prevent getting hurt again.

After some time I spent with him he became careful and nice to me.

He threatened me like a brother.

And so did I.

C1-10 a. k. a. "Chopper".

An even grumpier droid.
He mostly respected and cared for his owner.

His owner gave him his independence and always cared for him.

To each other of the family he was rude.

Especially to Zeb.

But anyway, he also cared.

He was a great member of our family.

Sabine Wren.

She was an explosives artist and a real warrior.

When we first met I liked her immediately.

Maybe a little too much than I should...

She was a confident and proud mandalorian.

But after almost three years I saw her real face under her mask.