Once again in Zara's memory, she had laid on the sand in their tent.
The memory of her father patting her head for the last time, his reassuring face. After one time when Tom almost fell from a great height while scavenging ships, Zara decided that ship scavenging was far too perilous.
"But," Tom had said, "We can still scavenge. Without it, how will we survive?"
"We will find a way," Zara had firmly stated. "But this is our only way," Tom had insisted.
Zara saw a glimpse of their mother in his defiance. Later on, they saw a group of farmers use irrigation to produce crops one day and had stuck with that.
The sands of Korriban were surprisingly fruitful for specific types of crops. The sand had nutrients, which meant that Zara and Tom could sell those crops to get by. Wanting to be useful, Tom had held the plastic water jar close by as Zara dug in seeds.
He then sprinkled the water over the seeds and they waited. For their first attempt to cultivate crops on the sands of Korriban, they had waited nearly a month for the seeds to spring up, which meant they had used up all their water and strength trying to hatch those seeds without them being fruitful.
Zara went out of their tent to check on their field of dug-in seeds and saw a green leaf facing one of the brighter suns.
"It worked!" Zara had said right upon seeing the saplings. Tom and Zara celebrated the saplings, hugging each other and dancing merrily. That night they harvested the crops to eat and watched the stars in the endless sky above them.
Tom's wide eyes contained the entirety of the galaxy in them, with the stars reflecting off his dark pupils. Zara smiled as she saw him marvel at the night sky. "How many stars are there?" Tom asked. "There are trillions of them, and someday, I'll take you there,"
"Where?" Tom had asked. "To another planet, one far from here. Ones that are covered in snow, some are even covered in oceans or are swarming with cities or even forest canopies," Zara looked up towards the sky.
Another memory is one of when they visited the market, bounty hunters were roaming the markets. "Are they looking for a fugitive?" Tom asked her. "I don't know, but they look like trouble. Steer clear of them," Zara said, holding Tom to her side.
Zara had taken her eyes off Tom while looking at some fruit, and he ran down the market. He had seen a figurine of a TIE fighter on a stand and reached out for it.
"Want the toy?" One bounty hunter had joked. He had orange and dark blue stripes on his helmet. Startled, Tom stepped back.
"Leave the kid alone. We have matters to attend to," The second bounty hunter had said. This one had blue and white stripes on his helmet.
"I was having some fun. This mission isn't as exciting as the last one," The bounty hunter with the orange helmet had said. "Here you go, kid. Now run off, we have a business," The bounty hunter with the blue helmet tossed the figurine towards Tom who caught it.
"But I didn't pay for it," Tom said. "Don't worry, it's taken care of," The bounty hunter said. The owner of the stand nervously nodded his head as he rested his hand on his blaster.
Upon returning with fruit in her hands, Zara drops them as she rushes over to Tom. "Get away from him!" she said."We were just leaving," The bounty hunter said, drawing back.
"Look what I got," Tom had waved the figurine in his hands. "We can't trust any shady lifeform here. One could try to snatch you from me to sell you at any moment," Zara shook her head.
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Yoda and Zara returned to the cave.
"Good news, we're taking down the Empire," Zara says.
Rex and Dorian look at each other in doubt.
"What? You guys don't think we can? Yoda is a Jedi, remember? And I'm now officially one too. You have us on your team," Zara says.
"No offense, but most of the Jedi have already been annihilated by the Empire. Don't you think those guys also tried taking down the Empire?" Rex says.
"Yes, but, I have a feeling," "A feeling?" "Besides, this is personal to me, and I don't care if I die trying," Zara says.
"Zara, you can't charge into the Empire blindly. Let's make a plan before we charge in," Rex says. "Fine, then I will leave you to it. I'm going outside to train wielding my lightsaber," Zara says before promptly going back out.
"And what is that supposed to mean? Are the old geezer and I weighing you Jedi down? I have been a pilot risking my life for the Republic, but I guess I'm not as powerful as you Jedi." Rex shakes his head.
"Rex, we do need you. The Republic needs all the help it can get." Zara says. "When did you become a loyal fighter of the Republic, anyway?" Rex asks. "Ever since the Galactic Empire took my family from me," Zara says. "Mine too,"
"Not much time, train you must," Yoda enters the cave. Zara goes with him to train outside the cave. "That leaves us two to decide how we'll blow up the joint," Dorian says.
"Charge in blindly you cannot. Your emotions are too influential, that is not the way of Jedi," Yoda says outside the cave.
"If you Jedi view emotions as too decisive, then how can one truly harness the Force?" Zara asks. "The way of the Jedi, that is. To protect other lifeforms is to be powerful, hm?" Yoda says. Zara sighs.
"Train me in the way of the Jedi, and I will be your apprentice,"