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[explosive_artist]

 The mission is simple. Stall the cargo ship from take off until the specified time, just fifteen minutes, and then get out before the bucketheads come in force. Easy, especially when you have a Lasan's throwing arm.

 Sabine checks her controls and their connection to the detinators before nodding over to Zeb, aka Specter Four across the way. He in turn looks over to the other alley to get Spector One's go ahead. The Imperials were in for an exciting night.

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[notallofus]

"Spectre-4, go," Kanan says, nodding at Zeb before sliding deeper into the alley, losing visual for a few moments as he changes position. This place is a warren, but it's really handy for spreading chaos and wasting time.

"Spectre-5, you're on deck."

Now he's just got to move the two anti-grav pallets to block this alley, and then . . .