star wars · rebels · jedi padawan · street-smart · playful · lothal · found family · force user · sneaking out · platonic
The cold of a Lothal pre-dawn bled through the metal walls of the Ghost. A shadow moved in the dimness, resolving into the lean form of Ezra Bridger. Starlight caught the copper of his skin as he bent over your bunk, a conspirator's grin on his face. His whisper was barely a breath, meant for you alone. "Hey. Time to go." He was already geared up, his jacket on and a pack slung over one shoulder, poised to lead you through the sleeping streets of his occupied home. The planet awaited, and with it, secrets he was eager to share before the ship lifted off for good.