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The one that even the Temple Guard call the “Demon” stands at the top of the stairs to the Great Hall that leads to the rest of the Temple— those who have bypassed the first defense by leaving their comrades to die at the hands of the Front-line and the Battlemaster of the Temple will come face to face with him. But this is as far as many will manage to get if they only go with a frontal assault— because when the Order went out to defend no matter the cost, Hakra accepted this and knew that the men that had once served with the Jedi before him were now his enemies. And he would not stop until they were all dealt with.

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[ ID: A mostly grayscale colored image of my OC, Hakra Dorgoa, a masculine humanoid with horns like a Japanese oni and long, dark hair. He wears the Jedi Temple Guard uniform without the mask. He is posed mid-leap with his body twisted partially away from the viewer but his face is turned so he is looking over his shoulder at the viewer. His eyes show that he is looking directly forwards. Hakra has both of his arms out, with the farthest back one bent at the elbow holding his lightsaber. It is positioned behind the body. The other one is in front of the body and extended downwards at an angle. His front and hands are covered in blood, along with parts of his hair and face. Unlike the rest of the image, however, the blood, lightsaber, and his eyes are colored with the blood being red, lightsaber being yellow, and his eyes a brighter red than the blood. His hair is tied back in a ponytail. His expression is that of a very sharp-toothed grin, as if he is enthusiastic about the fact that he's entering a fight. The background is that of a staircase, giving the illusion that he has leaped off of the stairs towards the viewer in preparation to fight. /ID End]

#it would be great if the beta post editor wasnt shit #anyways heres this since it got sent to the wrong acc and i had to repost it here #Hakra Dorgoa (PKWSW) #penguinkiwi ocs #Jedi Temple Guard #The Jedi Temple Guard #Temple Guard OC Squad #tw mild gore #tw blood #cw blood #blood #Order of Defense AU #penguinkiwi creates #Syo is next btw hfjdhfjdh

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Perhaps she should be worried, Syo thought offhandedly as she leaped off of Commander Appo’s falling corpse, withdrawing her sabers from his neck. Worried that killing these men before her was coming so easily. As if they were just mowing down the training dummies that they used in the Guard Hall or Battle Droids from the attack on Coruscant.

Syo knew that she was more than a bit different from others, there was no fear in her soul when she stepped onto the battlefield, but to be the one killing without feeling a thing? She wondered if the constant years under the Guard, under the knowledge of the fact that one day she may as well be forced to kill another for the sake of protecting someone else... she wondered if that had messed something else up more.

They say that killing wasn’t supposed to be easy— that it never got easier. Yin’shinhen had said so, Mari had said so, and Ashe had said so. Hakra hadn’t said a thing, and Syo had wondered then if Hakra had already killed enough to the point where he was jaded. Master Drallig had simply given her a slight look before he had ruffled her hair and apologized to her— another thing she didn’t quite understand, why apologize when this was something she chose?

Still, Syo wondered as she glanced down at Appo’s body for a split second, would there have been more emotion if that clone had been wearing red instead of blue? If that clone had been someone she had known personally? She knew Appo vaguely, through Fox and the other Coruscant Guard, but she didn’t know him. He had passed her a few times while she had been out guarding the front before.

She wondered what his last thoughts were, and what the feeling of Death was like. How it felt to suddenly see the face of a Guard he had seen before— masked and hidden behind ivory and gold.

Syo wondered a lot of things, though, it was pointless in the end.

Commander Appo was dead, he had been killed by her and by Siv Vera who had already thrown herself into another fight alongside of Kolloma Ree— the human and twi’lek Guards’ lightsabers flashing and slicing through clones like they were nothing.

Commander Appo was dead, and his men were quick to follow. Syo’s feathers twitched, just slightly, as she felt the Force within the Temple surge, the lights and souls of the Clones that she felt through her own grasp on the Force extinguishing in instants as the Order of Defense fought alongside of the Guard— killed alongside of them.

Commander Appo was dead, and Syo felt nothing for him.

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shout out to my girls Syo and Tacar Anulig for being the Ace rep we needed in the Temple Guard

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2, 7, 21, 27!

Lord i saw the notif but it didn’t appear in my inbox i thought tungler ate u, Terra

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2. which oc has never had their first kiss?

Syo! She’s very aro/ace and doesn’t like the idea of being kissed in any way save familial, and even that she’s not super fond of. She’d rather bonk heads. Tacar has been kissed as the other resident aro/ace in the guard oc squad, but both she and Varrom immediately went ‘hm, nope’

7. which oc has the most cohesive color pallet? the craziest color pallet?

This is actually hard because fjhdfkjsd hmmmm, I think maybe Ashe has the most cohesive. Pink and Green go together pretty well imo. I don’t think anyone’s super crazy color wise but then again, I watch anime so brightly colored hair and eyes dont really stand out to me any more fhdkjfhdkjfhd

21. which oc is a lightweight? which oc carries them home?

I have a few lightweights tbh. Syo’s lightweight and usually Hakra carries her home, Raim Collins is also a lightweight and it’s often up to either the other healer gang (Nix Morra, Altha, Vokara Che, or Bruce Rion) or Mace to carry him back.

27. which oc loves scary movies? which oc only watches them to cuddle?

Arvid is both, but Onyx likes to watch them with him and Dex. Arvid does the cuddling to Dex though. Their gremlin of a daughter just likes watching.

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Love Is Made With These Hands Of Mine

Fresh ingredients were rare for the Guard, they make the most out of it

AO3

Tumblr decided to delete the original version of this because I changed my URL lmao? I hate this site sometimes. The original date of this fic was 10/14/2021

Ashe had been surprised when Master Cin Drallig sent him a message that a few AgriCorp members had dropped off a few crates of food in exchange for blackmail material.

The AgriCorps rarely came to them for that, but without a doubt, it was easily voted as a go-ahead. Fresh food was good and rare for the Guard. Even with the “supply line”, as Styr called it, set up to the kitchens, the Guard almost always ended up with the leftovers still. It was the best they could do.

Nonetheless, Ashe had forwarded the information to the supplied com codes and then gone with Yin’Shinhen and Mavvo Veenningels to pick up the crates.

They had invaded Cin’s quarters after that— much to Bene’s amusement, but the teenager had picked up her datapad and books, grabbed her friend’s hand (a dark-haired girl with sharp eyes and Ashe was pretty sure her name was Miho Fukuhara, but he wasn’t sure) before the two of them left.

Fukuhara wasn’t given clearance to see their faces, after all— and technically neither was Bene, but she was Cin’s student and so it was technically a loophole.

It had taken the three of them a few hours to get everything done— Cin’s kitchen wasn’t large, and they had to work with what they had to serve nearly two-hundred and seventy Jedi.

But they made it work.

Ashe liked to cook, Yin’shinhen liked to as well, and Mavvo had originally been a Culinary Jedi before he joined the Guard.

They managed, with minimal nicks from knives on Ashe’s part.

(Which was rather funny, wasn’t it? He was so good at handling them when he wasn’t cooking, but he couldn’t go one meal prep without cutting himself at least once.)

Syo, Mari, Idus, and Atus were in the designated Guard “Break Room” when the three of them carted in the platters. Mari’s head jerked up when they entered, the blind Guard sniffing before a lazy grin settled on her face— she had known about the AgriCorp's delivery, it seemed.

Syo’s ear-feathers twitched as she sniffed as well and she looked up, as did Idus and Atus, the Nautolan’s tresses shifting as the Zabrak’s eyes dilated a bit.

“Uwahh, that smells amazing, Ash!”

Syo was the first one over to them but Ashe held a hand out, stopping her with a slight chuckle.

“Praise Yin and Mavvo too, kid,” he says, and the young woman who really was only three years younger than him huffed.

It wasn’t much, nothing fancy, but soup was nice, fed a lot of people, and was warm. Coruscant was heading into its colder months, and the Night Patrol, Snipers, and Front Guard would especially enjoy something to warm them up.

“Thanks Yin! Thanks, Mav!”

“No problem, just one bowl, though, we need enough for everyone,” The Rodian told her, already dishing up his own plate. Yin’Shinhen was doing the same, ears flicking as a few other Guards stumbled out from the bunk room, Ner Askau blinking the sleep from his eyes as Kita yawned. Tanu wasn’t even walking, the pantoran being carried by the Cimzo, the Talz’s looking just as tired as the others.

“Hurry and get some while it’s warm,” Ashe chuckled, reaching over and patting Roq as the Charhound bounded out as well.

Mari never ate much, he knew the other half of her bowl would be Roq’s. She wasn’t much of a soup person, in all fairness— not all of them were, but it was warm and even though Cin had done his best, there was little doubt that the Guard Halls were freezing in the colder months.

Still, Ashe smiled as Yohi and Opaku popped out of the vent system, running over and hugging his legs before running to the others getting bowls dished up. K’Ramga followed them out, though shut the grate after him, the Tusken chortling and giving Ashe a bow, signing his thanks before following the Jawa and Valapset over.

Sienna and Dron both popped their heads out from the Slicer’s Den before moving to join the rest, the Nautolan and Besalisk vanishing back into the said den when they were done with grabbing their bowls.

Cin came out from his office, greeted some of the Guards before taking a bowl and returning to work, and Ashe saw a few Guard take extra bowls and vanish down the hall to where the exit hatch was to get up to the Bird’s Nest. The Snipers could eat up there, no one ever saw them.

“Ashe,” Yin’Shinhen rumbled as he walked over, two bowls in hand, and Ashe blinked, chuckling a bit as the older Guard pressed the bowl into his hands. His bandaged fingers warmed and he let out a soft sigh before huffing as the large feline’s paw ruffled his hair.

“You eat too, you made half of this.”

“All I did was cut stuff up and put it in a pot, you and Mavvo did most of the work,” he huffed, raising the bowl to his lips.

( Using a spoon was for boring people— and the fact was that the Guard really didn’t have spoons clean at the moment. A few had been found, but most were just drinking the soup. )

The Togorian chuffed, leaning back against the back of the sofa— one of three that were in the room.

“Everyone’s happy tonight. A far cry from the usual that’s been going on,” Aculeatus said from the other side and both of them turned to look down at the giant Nautolan.

“You’re right about that,” Ashe murmurs, closing his eyes for a moment.

War.

War wasn’t heroic. Not to the Guard. Even if the Jedi were seen as heroes, it wasn’t.

It wasn’t pretty, it wasn’t cut and dry as people thought. And all the Guard could do was wait.

Wait and take the frustrations thrown onto them.

The Guard could withstand strikes from others. And so far Ashe’s only broken three ribs from getting slammed into a wall.

War had damaged the Guard more than people thought but… it also made moments like these so bittersweet.

To see the Guard eating together, talking and laughing.

It warmed Ashe.

It really did.

for reference, I've been calling F "Fukuhara" after her English VA  (Miho is just another name I chose for her given name)

Syo and Opaku are both members of non-canon star wars races— Syo from a fan-created race (me, I'm the fan) and Opaku from a crossover I was messing around with (Sky Children of the Light)

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New Tag Yourself Meme Just Dropped!

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Step Two, Three

Fandom(s): Star Wars

Rating: K/T

Summary: Some Jedi are really good at dancing! Others aren’t... And Ashe is one of them

Notes: Implied canon x oc relationships (Commander Fox/Ashe Lark/Quinlan Vos, Sha Koon/Mari Gildow/Hound, Kit Fisto/Plo Koon/Dara Idella)

AO3

I actually meant to post this on valentines day but then died and forgot about it

A soft hiss left Shaak Ti as Ashe stepped on the older Jedi’s foot again, grimmancing.

“Ah- I'm sorry-“ he started but the other Jedi just shook her head, smiling a bit though her brows were furrowed just slightly.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.”

The two stopped dancing, dropping their hands which allowed the Togruta woman— and himself— to take a break for a bit.

“This seems a bit redundant,” Ashe sighed a bit, shaking his head, “Clearly, I can’t dance.”

Shaak Ti smiled sympathetically, starting to say something before Kit Fisto spoke up as he walked past.

“Oh, don’t speak like that, Lark,” he interjected, the tall Nautolan grinning a bit— a grin that showed off all of his front teeth. “If I remember, it took Cin close to seven months to learn how to dance. It just takes time.”

The Master in question huffed a bit from where he was leaning against the wall, watching them all with his arms crossed and still dressed in the Halls of Healing's ward robes.

“I think the Battlemaster would prefer if not many people knew that, Master Fisto,” Omura Vane grinned from where it was sitting on the bleachers in the Training Hall they were all in. Several of the now part-time Guards there, their oaths having changed since the end of the War— he wasn’t the only one there, after all, a Temple Guard was never only alone. Part-time or not.

(The Guard was now only part-time, the other half of security was filled in by volunteers. Things were much more relaxed now, strange to think that the change had only taken a few weeks.)

Ashe, to an extent, wished that he was also sitting there, watching in amusement and knowing full well that for the impromptu gala that the Jedi were holding for themselves and the public, they wouldn’t need to learn how to dance at all. And neither would Cin. They were all security, after all.

It wasn’t like Cin could. Not while he was still healing from his duel with Palpatine— with Sidious. Which also meant that Mace Windu was out for the count, much to Master Bilaba’s amusement, as were Agen Kolar and Saesee Tiin, all three bedridden and being looked after by the second head of the Halls of Healing, Raim Collins. Somehow, out of the lot of them, Kit had healed the fastest and was able to get up and walk around, but he wouldn't be dancing either.

Unfortunately, that meant that all of the rest of them did have to attend and dance. And not everyone knew how to dance.

A good number of them could, but that still left the ones who couldn’t learn before the day arrived. That meant that it was up to those who did know to teach those who didn't— so far classes were being held by a number of Jedi from Aayla Secura to Master Sinube to Master Theld to Knight Coria, and more.

(He hadn’t seen the elder Rodian or the other Twi’lek at all as of late, but maybe they were just on a different schedule for lessons. And he knew for a fact that Master Plo Koon could, but the Kel Dor hadn’t been seen either. Apparently, he was teaching padawans with Sinube. He actually knew that for a fact, because Fisto wouldn't shut up about it. Damn romantic. At least Dara kept Kit from talking Ashe's ear off.)

Surprisingly, it seemed that Quinlan Vos could waltz like no one’s business.

And unsurprisingly, so could Shaak Ti, hence why she had been helping Ashe out.

The Togruta had moved on to helping out the Nautolan Master, Dara Idella, though. An easier choice, he supposed.

Nonetheless, Cin— who really didn’t like the sudden hero worship that came with slaying the Sith Lord and ending the war— had just shaken his head and agreed when asked to let them (by them, Ashe meant the Jedi who didn’t know how to dance) use one of the larger Training Halls for the dance lessons, as long as the Council promised that he wouldn’t have to participate at all in the festivities aside from security coordination.

It was agreed upon and the current members who had sworn oath into the Temple Guard before the War ended had split into two groups— Uniformed and Plain-clothed Security. And Ashe had drawn the short straw on plain-clothed Guard. If he was a suspicious person, he would've assumed the entire lot drawing was rigged since both Mari and Syo had gotten out of dancing... but then again Hakra had been the one to suggest drawing lots and made them all, so it likely could've been rigged.

Still, drawing the short straw meant that he had to learn how to dance— but despite the fact that it had been days, he still couldn’t get a grasp on the activity.

“Rough time?” Serra asked him as he sat down with the Guard and other Jedi who weren’t on the floor at the moment. Ashe just groaned a bit, head falling back as the other Knight just laughed at him. 

“Yeah. can’t seem to grasp the concept,” he grumbled, running a hand through his hair.

“You’re too nervous, Ash,”  he heard and he opened his eyes, looking over at Mari as she rested her chin in her palm, a lazy grin across her lips. Ashe made a face, brows furrowing a bit.

“I don’t see you down on the floor, Mars.”

She just grinned wider as Roq’s ears perked up from where the Charhound was laying at her feet. 

“Because I already know how to dance. Besides, I’m on duty that night.” “We’re all on duty.”

“Well, you know, I’m not going to be out on the floor. Too many people, too much noise. 'sides, Sha isn't fond of dancing, and Hound's also on duty.”

He let out a defeated sigh, dropping his head a bit as Mari hummed happily in the small victory. A small game they had begun to play when they were both younger, but the game was simple— just try and win the small victories. It had kept his nerves low when he first joined, it was just habbit for them now.

“You haven’t changed at all, Gildow,” Bultar laughed as she sat down, stretching her back out. He saw Mari’s hand twitch a bit, she must have been startled by the other’s sudden arrival.

Bultar Swan was another who was just out and about helping the others learn the correct steps for dancing and Ashe had to admit that he was a bit jealous of the other Knight— for all his years of training and combat flexibility, he had no idea what he was doing but Bultar was as graceful as ever.

Mari just hummed again, taking a moment to consider her agemate’s words.

It was still so weird, and he supposed that she felt the same way as he did. Something the entirety of the Temple Guard were feeling. It was just weird to be walking around without his mask on, with his identity allowed. To reconnect and have old agemates and friends talk to them… it was taking time to get used to.

(Not that Ashe had many, but he knew that Mari did and Bultar was one of them.)

Mari tilted her head towards Bultar.

“I just think that Ashe needs someone who he’s comfy with to help him with dancing, don’t you think?”

“Like Master Vos?” Serra piped up and Ashe felt the tips of his ears heat up as he scowled back at the black-haired Knight. Serra just grinned back as a few others chuckled or just outright laughed.

Mari snapped her fingers, though, seemingly in agreement as Bultar nodded.

“Exactly. We should call Vos. Or Commander Fox, for that matter.”

“Absolutely not—!”

It was emberassing enough that the others were watching him fail— he didn’t need either of those two teasing him about it either.

His cries fell on deaf ears though, as he saw not only Syo, Serra, and Enir, but Omura and Kit Fisto reach for their Comms.

So Ashe did the next logical thing aside from trying to fight all five of them at once— he put his head in his hands and accepted his fate.

As usual, Omura Vane and Enir belong to the lovely @certified-anakinfucker​

Dara Idella belongs to @spacerocksarethebestrocks​ 

Theld belongs to @mysteryhacked​

Knight Coria belongs to @milfplo-koon​ 

All other OCs belong to me 

Thank you for letting me borrow ur OCs for cameos loves <3

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Idiot Guard Duo my beloved

#I didn't want to draw the Guard uniforms tbh but eventually I'll get back to doing it #Syo (PKWSW) #Hakra Dorgoa (PKWSW) #Temple Guard OC Squad #Jedi Temple Guard #The Jedi Temple Guard #The Temple Guard #Jedi Temple Guards #Star Wars #Star Wars OC #Star Wars OCs #SW Race Creation #Penguinkiwi Creates #Penguinkiwi OCs

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fragrance for as many OCs as you can think of and yea I'm counting Cin

Madz Said: Do Everyone

And I fuckin will

fragrance: what do your OCs smell like?

Ashe Lark

There's something floral in his scent, and the sharp scent of hair dye but that fades depending on how long it's been since he's redyed his hair. There's the smell of smoke and tabacco from his smoking habbit and sometimes the scent of cooking oil clings to him as well.

Mari Gildow

Like smoke and flame, there's a bit of an earthy scent too, but likely the smoke and flame comes from being around the Charhound Roq all the time. When she doesn't smell like smoke and flame, that earthy scent is more prominent, but it's more like the scent of dirt after rain

Syo

Feathers and sky mostly. There's also the smell of a warm summer day on a hilltop, but there's a sharp metallic sent from the Temple's vent system that she frequents during her patrols.

Hakra Dorgoa

Blood and sweat. He pushes himself to be stronger when he's not on patrol usually, and has no fear of getting injured in the process. The scent of smoke and tobacco also clings to him, despite him not smoking often, but he hangs around and often socializes with those who do while they are. There's a spicy yet pleasant scent that also clings to him at times.

Cin Drallig

Sandalwood, perhaps, or just various wood types in general. The scent of the forest after it rains. There's metal there too, and the scent of ozone/plasma, from handling lightsabers all the time. It's not a sharp smell, rather pleasant, actually.

Raim Collins

Cinnamon, Lavender, vanilla— often a sweet scent, attributed to the amount of tea he brews and keeps with him often. There's also the scent of medicines and bacta, of sterile walls and clean spaces from the Hospital Wing.

Tobias Enzo

There's the scent of the woods that clings to him, but also the scent of food, of warmth, of a homecooked meal. There's the slight smell of cologne, but there's also the scent of smoke, of salt, and spice, and a hint of something sweet.

Sylv Rex

Of Cigarettes and Alcohol, the scent of gunpowder, and an animal that's nestled close. There's also the scent of food, something that warms someone up from the inside at the same time. There's the faint scent of spice and cologne as well.

Bruce Rion

Like Raim, there's the scent of medicine and bacta, and everything else that clings to the healers, but there's the tang of salt— like standing on the shores of a beach during a rainstorm, there's salt and sand, but it's not overpowering.

Aruarush Chana

The scent of paints and inks, of wood, lacquers, varnish, and dyes. He's the type whose profession you can tell just by standing nearby and catching the sents that cling to him. That boy is an artisan.

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OC Personality Sheet/Tag Game

Rules: Copy and paste these questions and make your own post, please do not add onto this one, it’ll get too long too fast. Mahalo. Then tag some of your friends to let them know you’d like to hear more about their ocs! (via @/queen-breha-organa)

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Name: Syo

Pronouns: She/They (but not super picky)

Nickname: The Kid, Kiddo (both by Hakra), Bird (Guard Assigned Codename)

One Word To Sum Them Up: Intense

Noun to Describe Them: Trickster

Temperament: Outgoing and Mischievous

MBTI Type: ESFP

Enneagram Type: The Enthusiast

Other’s First Impression of Them: “Who’s Sassy Lost Child Is This?”, a bit Intimidating, confused because thats a near-human they’ve never really seen before

General Likes: Sweet foods, salty foods, small and harmless pranks, learning about whats going on in the temple gossip/drama wise, high spaces, the Temple Vent System, Dying Ashe’s hair every time it starts to loose its dye, talking about what she knows about her home planet/learning about her home planet, healing

General Dislikes: Talk about how her people were easy to kill off, in-fighting in the Temple, unauthorized people wandering the Temple Vent System, Deaths of her fellow Guards

Romantic Status: Has no intrest (Aro/Ace) so she jokes she lives through Hakra

Love Interest (s): N/A

Good Friend (s): The Would-Be Grand Inquisitor (Canon), Hakra Dorgoa, Mari Gildow, Ashe Lark, Tacar Anullig, Yin’Shinhen, Aruarush Chana (OC)

Enemy: Anyone who tries to break into the Temple, The Senate (To an extent), Cad Bane (for breaking into the Temple), Pong Krell

Hobbies: Baking (with Ashe), Reading, talking to Adona and the other Healers about healing stuff since she never really finished her full padawanship there (just left for the Guard), playing with Roq, pulling harmless pranks on others (usually Quinlan Vos), teaching K’Ramga Whsei handsigns

Songs They Relate To: Sugar Rush (Asian Hideout), Sparks (Takanashi Kiara), Glorious (Macklemore and Skylar Grey)

Fictional Characters Similar To Their Personality: Loki from Danmachi to an extent (trickster energy but not the pervy energy), Ushiwakamaru (Fate/Grand Order), I Suddenly Know Zero Characters Again

Fun Fact: She really thinks Mace Windu is worth freaking out since she still holds some familial affection towards her own Master, Raim Collins, who Mace Windu seems to be in a relation with or at least close to. She doesn’t do it much but Hakra notes that she really does have gremlin energy when she does.

Free Space/Ramble: She really did want to continue the healer path she was on but due to the extermination of her people, she retreated away to the Guard to heal and ended up just staying with them. She still helps out in the Guard’s healing division a lot though

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Syo scared the fuck out of Cin one night when he was going to the Guard's kitchens for water during late night paperwork and she was eating a sandwich under the table.

They don't talk about that night.

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03:00 When The Temple Is Silent

Fandom(s): Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Star Wars (Prequel Trilogy)

Rating: K

Summery: What happens to the Guards when their night shift ends? Well, The Temple Guard is full of surprises.

AO3

I've actually been meaning to get this one out to the world because I love the Temple Guard, so here we go. This does feature a hell of a lot of OCs because the only Guard we know of is the Grand inquisitor and Cin if you count him as part of the Guard

For reference, though, Varrom is the name I gave said inquisitor because I can't just call him Grand Inquisitor, now can I?

When 03:00 Standard rolled around, the Temple Guards out on the front stair cracked their necks, rolled their shoulders, and stretched a their backs out a bit before they seamlessly swapped places with their near-identical replacements. The change was so neat and practiced, one could have mistaken the four who had walked up to the original four as having turned around and walked back.

However, instead of heading to their Quarters like many would have thought, the four guards moved silently through the long halls. They were silent as they moved, moving with a purpose— though one not sinister.

Well. To most at least.

The door to a warmly lit room was opened and the four stepped in. As soon as the door closed behind them, though, hands moved to remove their hoods and masks.

“How’s that shoulder doing, Mari?” Nira asked as she shook out her Lekku. The blind human guard just gave her a lazy grin back.

“Been better,” she said as they all walked into the room. Mari and Nira both settled down in the rather comfortable chairs as the other two removed their masks and hoods. Hakra Dorgoa and Ashe Lark.

“I still can’t believe you ran right into a wall and injured your shoulder that way,” Hakra snorted as he moved over to one of the tables and Ashe joined the two over in the sitting area. “Doesn’t your Force Sight map the world out around you?”

“Hakra, my Zabrak friend, it doesn’t matter when I choose not to use it.”

“... why would you not use it, Gildow?”

The human in question just laughed as she settled back.

The room that the four guards gathered in was large and comfortable— it could be considered a break-room to some, though for those who ended up on the Night Watch, it was more or less where they crashed until they were needed again. That, or the snuck into Master Drallig’s quarters and woke when Bene tripped over one of them in the dark.

Master Drallig took good care of the Guard— he had been one once too. He had taken one look at the rather Spartan break room for those on duty and waiting for their shift that he himself had used before sending a request for a complete overhaul. The aches and pains the Guard had suffered from dozing off on the hard floors of the room, or the rather hard chairs, had vanished after several weeks of various Guards just dropping into softer chairs, cushions, and the long sofa against the back wall.

One of Master Drallig’s Padawan’s tasks was always dropping off a food supply for them— because energy bars could only go so far.

Ashe dropped into the chair next to Nira, ruffling his pink-dyed hair before settling. Mari seemed to have already dozed off and Hakra snorted at that as he glanced over.

“She’s gonna regret sleeping in her robes,” he sighed and Nira laughed.

“We always do,” she said, “I’ll have Yin and Syo help me when the two get here.”

“I’m surprised we’re the first here, to be honest,” Ashe yawned. “Who else was on schedule for tonight?”

“Tacar’s with Ner Askau and a few others down by the Archives,” Nira listed. “Oof, drew the short straw again,” Hakra laughed as he rummaged through the crate of more snack-like foods that Master Drallig’s current Padawan— Padawan Bene McCallum— had brought down at the beginning of the week.

Ashe hummed in agreement. “Master Lofanurra has Roq and the two are down at the lower entrances with some of the others— Flin, Marcus, Edel… I think Mavvo and Cimzo?”

“Sounds about right, the usual patrol. Syo has two others with her and Yin'Shinhen patrolling the Vents. Syo's made sure to always have a group do that ever since Bane got in,” Nira added. “And Varrom is with Tacar.”

“Poor kid’s got Dead Night Shift too? Sucks, he's had them for three nights in a row. Remind me to tell Master Drallig. Usually, those things don't slip his eye.”

“In all fairness, Master Drallig’s been buried under paperwork because of the Bane incident. We’ve been on Dead Night for three days as well, Ash,” Hakra pointed out as he walked back over, tossing his human friend a pack of dried fruit before tearing into a pack of jerky.

“Fair enough,” Ashe sighed, stifling a yawn as he opened his own packet. The door slid open and the large Togorian figure of Yin’Shinhen ducked in, removing his mask as soon as he was inside and shaking his fur out. Syo slipped in behind him, hers already under her arm as she shook her long hair out as well.

Ashe raised a hand in greeting. “Hey.” “Evening— well, night,” Yin’Shinhen greeted back, padding over and peering over at Mari. “She asleep?” “Yeah,” Nira chuckled, getting up. “Help me move her to the bunk room?” “Yeah, I got her, don’t worry.”

It really didn’t take much effort from the Togorian to pick the human woman up, gently hefting her over a single shoulder as he and Nira padded off to a side room where the Guard often bunked when they didn’t wish to return to their Quarters— and it was often used by the Guards who had just finished a Night Shift.

Syo flopped down onto the freed-up chair. “So Master Koth tripped up the stairs to the Archives today,” she said as she stifled a yawn. The feathers that covered where her ears would have been had she been fully human twitched in amusement and Hakra snorted.

“Were Windu or Gallia or any of the other Councilors there?”

“Nope,” she hummed, popping the ‘p’, “I think he actually just tripped on his robes.”

Ashe raised a brow. “Really, now? That’s surprising, though, because either way normally Master Koth is more coordinated,” he noted as he held his hand out. The Datapad on the shelf that belonged to him was pulled into his hand and he opened up a new datasheet.

“What time?”

“About Thirteen-Hundred, I was taking my shift at the Archives with Lofanurra when it happened.”

“And it was Master Koth?”

“Uh-huh.”

The Human hummed, nodding as he tapped it out on the screen. “Right, that’s logged then.”

The Whseirir grinned, feathers twitching again. “Nice. Aside from Master Koth's incident, we ran into a few padawans in the vents— not sure who by name but Yin might. Oh and we can confirm that the Tooka that Master Rancisis owns does in fact live in his beard sometimes.”

“Skywalker was eating beetles again in the east wing, a secluded hall,” Yin’shihen said as he padded back in, tail flicking as he sat down. “Down where Kita was taking their sixteen-hundred shift.”

“Another bug-eating moment then.”

“It is Skywalker, this is the eighth time this month.”

Ashe shook his head, snorting. “Okay, fair enough, is there anyone who we need to release some details on?”

“I still want to release those baby photos of Krell,” Hakra groaned as the door slid open again.

“What did he do this time?” Ner Askau asked as he stepped in, Varrom and Tacar. Syo waved at the  Pau'an and Nautolan as they entered behind the red Nikto.

“Hey you three, how’d the first half of the Archive shift go?” Nira asked as she walked out of the bunk room.

“Same as ever.” Varrom sighed.

“Haunted chills and weird noises in the vents,” Tacar finished with a grin, violet tresses curling. Varrom lightly smacked his Nautolan age-mate and she stuck her tongue out at him. Nira sighed but smiled.

“That was probably Syo,” she said, shaking her head as the Whseirir huffed in mock offense. “Anyways, Mari’s already knocked out, make sure you keep quiet when you go to the bunk room.”

“Usually she’s up still,” Varrom mused but the two both shrugged before moving past the Twi’Lek. Nira smiled, moving back to the rest of the group and settling down in one of the chairs.

“Productive day?” she asked and Syo grinned.

“So much content, we should ask Master Drallig if we can get recording functions in our helms.”

“Don’t bother with that, he’s overworked already.”

“There’s no such thing as not enough blackmail though, Ashe!”

“Is that even a real phrase!?”

Yin’Shinhen just shook his head, tail flicking as the two started to bicker.

It was normal, for them all to have their spats, their lighthearted arguments, and mock fights. Bickering like siblings about this or that.

Because that’s just what the Temple Guard was, a strange sort of family hidden behind white and beige robes, stark white masks, and silent uniformity.

And a family that just happened to collect all sorts of blackmail on every other Jedi inside the temple.

The Whseirir are not Star Wars canon, I tried my hand at race creating and Syo is one of them and I like what i did. I'll probably post about them later on, just not here.

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Rip Jango, he got k-worded by the Guard’s third shortest member

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