Aboard the Ghost, in a Galaxy Far, Far, Away, Wednesday

[uncertain_dume]

"Okay," Kanan said, parked in the copilot's seat in the cockpit of the Ghost. "We'll be dropping out of hyperspace in just a few minutes. The planet we're stopping at is a fairly agrarian world, mostly grasslands with a few scattered mountains, and the presence of the Empire has been stepping up across the planet ever since they opened their industries to the Empire in an attempt to bail themselves out from economic disaster. Farmers are being run off their land and sent to a re-settlement camp with nothing to their names so that the Empire can dig up their homes for mineral deposits underneath."

The ship came out of hyperspace over a world that seemed to be about equal part ocean, stony mountain range, and grassland.

"We're going to be heading into that re-settlement camp," he pointed to the current night-side of the planet, "to deliver our cargo of supplies. We go in, we unload, and we leave. The faster we are about it, the better. We want to avoid too many suspicious eyes. Any questions?"

[OOC: For they who know who they are (and possibly only wanted to sample caf, dammit), and almost certain SP!]

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[thatwaslucky]

“I’m okay with that,” she said easily. Honestly, there was something about dropping in just to help people that gave her the warm fuzzies.

[uncertain_dume]

"Well, good," Kanan chuckled, "because ideally, not getting noticed is the goal. And the residents of this settlement don't even have seeds for growing food unless we manage to get there. They didn't have much of an opportunity to grab anything important before the Empire ran them off their land."

[thatwaslucky]

"So if we do t get this down there it's even worse for them," she said. Hey, no pressure!

[uncertain_dume]

No pressure at all!

"Well, they'll probably starve to death," Kanan confirmed. "So, yeah. It's either life with some slim chance of making enough food to last the year, or a slow, painful death. The next step is making sure they have the equipment to harvest it. And checking back to make sure the Empire hasn't stolen what they've managed to grow."

Basically, they were going to be investing a lot of time around here for a while.

[thatwaslucky]

"These are the parts of a rebellion that don't get talked about, apparently."

But it was good to see that they were helping the little people. It didn't need to be all fighting.

[uncertain_dume]

"The big battles and secret spy operations tend to make better stories," Kanan replied, shrugging. "People need to eat in order to rebel, though."

[thatwaslucky]

Coming from somewhere where her job was literally scavenging from the Empire for food...

"That makes sense." Not that she was entirely comfortable with it.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan considered Rey quietly for a moment, and then shrugged a little.

"It gives them a fighting chance, anyway," he settled on. "There are murmurings of revolution all around the planet, but they're small murmurings from the mouths of a brave few, and the Empire's going to be fast to crush them if it thinks they're about to become a credible threat. We intend to do what we can, wherever we can. Maybe that's food. Maybe down the road it'll be weapons, or madpacks."

[thatwaslucky]

Rey nodded. "I like it. Thank you for the invitation."

It wasn't often you got to help a rebellion... that was still going on in your time. She wasn't going to think about that part.

[uncertain_dume]

"Hey, it was nothing," Kanan said. "Thank you for coming along. If we pull this off, we'll be doing those people down there some good. They haven't seen much of that lately."

[thatwaslucky]

"How many places like this are there?" she wondered. There had to be a lot. But she was also just getting an education into this stuff outside her own world.

[uncertain_dume]

"On Lothal, or across the galaxy?" Kanan grimaced faintly, looking out at the planet below. "There are probably a few on Lothal alone, and there are more on almost any world the Empire's been to. In cases like this, they come in under the pretense of offering security. And then, once they're established, they start registering a planet's citizens. Monitoring them. Taking the resources that will benefit them the most. Those who are lucky enough to not simply be executed out of convenience," which he knew a thing or two about, not just because of Order 66, "are left with nothing at all. I wish it was just Lothal, but it's becoming more and more common. Hundreds? Thousands? It's impossible to know for sure."

It wasn't as though the Empire let the people it displaced speak up about it, exactly.

[thatwaslucky]

"That's actually the worst thing I've ever heard in my life," Rey blurted out. Sure, life on Jakku sucked because no one took notice of them but it was better than that.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan nodded faintly. It wasn't the worst he'd heard, it wasn't even the worst he'd lived, but... it was up there.

"And that's why we're doing this," he said, gently. "Because somebody has to. Because I could spend the rest of my life running, but what good would that do? Because maybe someday, even the small things we do here will matter."