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Sabine pulled the energy and ferocity of their latest firefight and sprayed it up on her wall. The blazing blue streak of Kanan’s lightsaber. The bruising purple of Zeb’s fists. Green for Hera overhead and a hot pink explosion for herself.
“Wow,” Ezra said from her doorway, “that looks really” -he waved his hands in the air, trying to catch the word–”pretty. Colorful.”
Sabine sighed heavily and rolled her eyes. She’d forgotten just how annoying little brothers could be. “What part of ‘leave me alone’ didn’t you get?”
He backed awkwardly out the door. “Right, right. Sorry.”
“Finally,” Sabine muttered. She added a tiny splash of orange for Ezra.