Caleb was walking the streets of Lothal at night, when he heard a rustling coming from behind him. He looked around and saw nothing but he did sense that there was something there. Maybe it was a Lothcat or something. He was about to turn around when he bumped into something and heard a yelp. Caleb looked around to see a child holding his wallet and his lightsaber. "Hey." The kid ran off dropping the lightsaber. Caleb grabbed his lightsaber and followed the kid, being a bit faster he was able to corner the kid in an abandoned alley. There was a bit of life and he was able to see that it was a young boy who tried to pickpocket him. The kid looked like he hadn't had a good meal or clean clothes in a very long time. Caleb knelt down to eye level, "Hey, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt." The kid curled up closer to himself, clearly scared. "What's your name? I'm Caleb." "Ezra." Caleb shifted a bit closer. "Where are your parents, Ezra? You look half starved," Caleb asked. Ezra whimpered, "I don't have parents, the Empire took them from me." "Oh, so that's why you tried to rob me," Caleb continued. He saw Ezra was clutching a wound in his side. "You're hurt," Caleb said. "The big kids beat me up and they'll beat me up again if I don't have something to make them go away." Caleb gave a sad look. The sky grew darker and thunder could be heard. "Come on, let's get you somewhere safe." Caleb picked up the kid and he started took him back to the ghost. "Don't worry, if those big kids come by I'll scare them off."
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07 Mar 2018 17:43 CET
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