Ezra looks and sees that the cat is now meowing and rubbing itself on Kanan's leg as it starts purring.
Ezra: And what if i can't
Kanan: Then you'll never be a Jedi
Ezra: Then i guess i'll never be a Jedi
Kanan: Alright Ezra whatever's going on you need to spill it
Ezra: *Sigh* Sorry guy's i don't mean to be a pain in the ass it's just today's not a good day, it's never a good day
Kanan and i share a look.
Kanan: Today?
Ezra: Empire day
Suddenly the sound of engines approaching caught our attention and we looked up and saw a squad of TIE's approaching. They flew over us and made their way to the small town behind us.
Ezra: What're so many TIE's doing out this far?
Y/N: Don't know, but whatever it is it's not good
Kanan: Agreed, let's move
We ran all the way back to the town as the TIE's began landing. Once they landed and hoped out of their TIE's we slowed our run to a casual walk to not draw attention to ourselves. We entered a small Cantina and made our way towards the bar. We leaned against the bar and glanced around and saw Hera and Zeb sitting in a booth, i looked to the side and saw Luminara sitting at a table with a drink in her had. She had of course ditched her prison clothes and switched to an all black outfit similar to the outfit she wore in the clone wars, only more "form fitting" to say the least with gold accents. She wore some gold and black arm bands and also wore a veil and mask to cover her face when Imperials were around. She was also carrying a sword on her back seeing as she didn't have her Lightsaber anymore.
We watch as the TIE pilots make their way around and one was about to approach Hera and Zeb but before he could.
Pilot: Over here!
The TIE pilots make their way over and surround a dark green skinned Rodian. The Rodian stands up nervously and the lead pilot holds out a datapad that had a picture of a light green skinned Rodian.
Ezra: Tseebo?
Kanan: What?
Ezra: ...Nothing
A pilot then walked over to the bar.
Pilot: The Imperial Holonet broadcast should be playing here at all times
Bartender: Sorry it's just that no ones requested it, well, ever
Pilot: It's the law
The bartender sigh's and turns on the Tv mid broadcast.
Announcer: Today is Empire day, celebrating the 15th anniversary of the Galaxy's salvation. When our great Emperor Palpatine ended the Clone Wars and founded our glorious Empire
Upon hearing those words i turned to the side spit in a conveniently placed spit bucket.
Announcer: And our very own Governor Pryce has commissioned a parade later today
Pilot: You heard the man, raise your cups to the Emperor!
*Static*
Trayvis: Citizens! This is Senator in exile Gall Trayvis, i bring you more news the Empire doesn't want you to hear, i urge you to boycott all Empire day celebrations to protest the injustices that are ongoing on a daily basis
Pilot: Turn that off now!
Bartender: Can't. "It's the law"
Pilot: Hmm, we're done here
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