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thisisthefanfic · 3 years

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Could I request Captain Rex trying to flirt with you but he’s too bad at it?? Maybe Fives or Kix have to help him!

Thanks!! 💕💕💕💕

Of course!! I hope you like this!!

Busy Bee

Pairing: Captain Rex x reader

Warnings: some innuendos

Rex never thought it would come to this, what felt like the most ridiculous scenario was finally happening. He knew if Ahsoka or Anakin heard about this they’d laugh their asses off, but desperate times called for desperate measures. That’s why he was currently sitting on his bunk, attempting to learn something from his younger vods, Kix and Fives. He had a good reason for this though, they were his last hope in his mission to charm a certain someone: you.

He’d met you on one of the Republic cruisers, following around Admiral Yularen as you tapped away on your data pad. You caught him so off guard he nearly ran into General Skywalker, making him blush slightly as he stumbled, causing you to look up and smile at him briefly. From there he found what information he could on you, learning that your name was (y/n), you were a communications officer being transferred to the 501st soon, you were pretty quiet, and apparently you liked candy considering you always had some nearby. He had all this information on you, but he only really knew one thing, he wanted to shelter you from the world and hold you forever.

Unfortunately he didn’t know what to say to you. One day when you were in the mess hall, he walked by and said “How are you doing?” Hoping to sound suave like in the holovids he watched, but instead it just sounded polite and a bit disinterested, which earned him a “I’m great how are you Captain?” Which only made him flustered. Another time he sat across from you on a transport and only blurted out. “What are you always reading?” Which sounded ruder than he meant for it to, and all you could manage to say in response was. “Um, regulation manuals?”

So here he was, wincing as he listened to his vods snicker and smirk at him as they cooked up “advice” for him.

“Look it’s simple, ask her if she sat in a pile of sugar.” Fives grinned, extremely pleased with himself.

Rex groaned and shook his head. “No that’s too...cheesy.”

“You try and come up with a good one!” Fives challenged as Kix looked at Rex expectantly.

“Err, okay...how about ‘Are you a flower? Because I’m buzzing for you’?” Rex responded.

For a moment they stared at him, and then Fives burst out laughing, doubling over as Kix tried to cover his own grin. “The kriffing hell was that? I could come up with a better pickup line in my sleep!” He guffawed as he wiped a tear from his eye.

“Go easy on him Fives, he’s new here.” Kix quipped before looking back at Rex. “Listen Rex, it’s not always about what you say, sometimes you can do it with a look. Observe.” Kix turned to look at the wall, staring at it intently.

“What are you doing...?” Rex sighed.

“I’m eye-fucking the imaginary woman that this walk represents!” Kix responded, rolling his eyes before continuing. “You’ve got to stare at them a bit, but not too much, and make sure you show your dominance in your look, maybe pose so your pelvis is more prominent—“

“Kix...I don’t know.” Rex interrupted.

“Try it, just real quick.” Kix insisted.

Sighing again, Rex looked at the wall, pretending it was your sweet face as he tried to force his features into an intimidating glower.

“Hey too much! You look like you’re gonna murder the wall!” Kix scolded. “Try just...looking like you usually do but with some I dunno...fuck me vibes?”

Rex relaxes his face again, but the insinuation of sex made him flush, and make a bashful and nervous wince.

“Oh shit he looks like a puppy now,” Kix groaned. “He’s hopeless.”

“What is going on?” A voice jolted the two younger clones to attention as Cody walked in.

“We’re teaching Rex to flirt.” Fives explained with a barely suppressed grin.

“I see, vod, come with me.” Cody shook his head as he patted Rex’s shoulder.

Rex followed Cody out into the hall, where the other clone gave him a sympathetic smile and said. “Listen Rex, I know you want to impress (y/n), it’s pretty obvious, but you’re not Fives or Kix. Despite being clones, we are all different in some ways, and while being a funny guy works for Fives and Kix gets dates from being risqué, you need to be yourself too.”

“But I couldn’t do what they showed me and I don’t know what else I’d do.” Rex frowned.

“Just trust me, it will come to you.” Cody smiled, walking off again to leave Rex to his thoughts.

*********

You’d had a really hard day, and it was starting to show as you marched to your station with a sigh. There was so much going on with the 501st, and you wanted to do your work and spend more time with them, but that hadn’t been working out, especially since you always felt awkward around the handsome Captain.

You had tried to talk to him, but it was always work related, which made the encounters stiff and formal, and a few times he had spoken to you, but your shyness got the better of you. Plus, you were starting to wonder if you made him uncomfortable considering how he fidgeted around you.

Sitting at your station, you prepared for more work when you noticed something on your desk. You tilted your head at the blue box and carefully opened it, letting out a small gasp at the beautiful blue and white flowers wrapped in a bouquet. Next to them lay a small bag, that appeared to be full of small honey candies, ones that happened to be your favorite.

“Who—“ you started, but a small note slipped out into your lap, which you quickly picked up to read.

“Dear (y/n), I noticed you’ve been working yourself ragged—again, so I decided to to try to help. If you haven’t already checked your terminal, I’ll go ahead and tell you that most of your work has been finished, except for anything that might be incoming later. Also I guess you’ve seen the gifts, which I went to the store to get you those candies you like, and the flowers made me think of you and how you’re a perfect, beautiful and sweet person. I think you’re very special cyar’ika, and I’d love to get to know you better. If you want to talk, I’m outside on my break. Thank you busy bee :)”

Smiling, you hopped off your seat and ran off down the hall to go see, feeling your heart hammer against your ribs as you hoped it was who you thought it might be.

Stepping outside, you scanned the landing dock for anyone familiar, and finally a trooper caught your eye. At first you thought it might have been a coincidence, but when he looked up at you with a smile blooming on his face and bright eyes, you knew it was him.

“Rex!” You squealed as you ran to him and wrapped your arms around him, making him wobble on his feet.

“Woah, easy cyare!” He chuckled as he hugged you back. “I uh, guess you got my note?”

“Of course I did! Thank you so much!” You laughed as you nuzzled his cheek. “I like you a lot Rex.”

“I like you too (y/n), and I got you something else,” he grinned as he reached behind him and pulled out a small trinket.

You took it from him and looked it over, seeing it was a small bee pendant on a chain.

“I had some material from my armor and well I thought I’d try to hammer it into a little pendant for you. I painted it too, and well the boys thought it was silly but I thought it might be cute because you’re my little bee an—“

You cut him off to give him several kisses on the cheek, making him sputter as he flushed. “Thank you, I love it!” You pulled back and looked at his face, almost sighing at his big puppy dog eyes.

“You’re adorable.” He smirked as he hoisted you up in his arms and carried you, making you squeal as you hugged on him.

“Well what do you know,” Fives snickered from the sidelines. “It actually worked.”

“I wasn’t expecting the whole candy and flowers bit to still work but, I’ll be damned.” Kix smirked as he shook his head.

“Knock it off you turds,” Cody added as he appeared behind them, making them jump. “He actually did listen to your advice I think, even if it wasn’t as extreme. You should be proud.”

“He’s right actually.” Kix mused.

“Well I’ll go with it!” Fives grinned. “Let’s go to 79’s! On me!”

#star wars #the clone wars #clone wars #captain rex #captain rex x reader #captain rex x you #reader insert #commander cody #clone trooper fives #clone trooper kix

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limeflavoredlobotomizer · 4 years

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Hey guys. This is my first fanfic ever, so I apologize if it’s utter crap. Based on the amazingly talented @oifaaa‘s newest Sith au art.

“Sir, wake up!”

Anakin blinked, opening his eyes. He frowned, and looked up to see Rex standing above him, saluting. “Wha’s going on? Why’d ya wake me up?” Anakin slurred, still-half asleep. He checked the clock, frowning. It was the middle of the night! What in Malachor was Rex doing, waking him up at a time like this? He sat up, glaring at the clone. Rex fidgeted, shifting his weight from foot to foot.

“We.. uh.. it’s best to show you, sir.”

Anakin blinked. Was Rex.. nervous? There wasn’t much that could scare Rex anymore. They had been at war for years, after all. What could be urgent enough to wake him up in the middle of the night, and frightening enough to make Rex nervous? He stood up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and stretched, muscles still aching from that last battle. Rex coughed, startled, and Anakin looked down at his pajamas. He was wearing a bright pink T-shirt that was two sizes too big, and the words “Chosen One: Force’s #1 boi” were scrawled on it messily in glow-in-the-dark fabric paint. He blushed slightly. “It was a birthday gift from Aayla!” Rex coughed. “Still, you might want to put something over it, sir.” Anakin rolled his eyes. He could imagine the look on Admiral Yularen’s face if he came into an urgent meeting half-naked, wearing nothing but boxers and a hot pink t-shirt. But, as he was probably going to be dragged to some super-serious middle of the night war meeting, he slipped a clean (ish) Jedi robe on over it, and followed Rex out into the hallway.

The ship was silent, except for the low hum of the engines and the sound of their footsteps. It was eerie to see the ship, so alive in the daytime, like this. He hurried down the corridors, Rex leading the way towards the briefing room. Two clones, both new recruits, stood guard. Anakin nodded to both of them before walking into the room. Several clones stood there, their faces unusually grave, speaking to each other in hushed tones. Admiral Yularen stood in front of the holoprojector, looking somber. The Admiral sighed, looking around the room. When he saw Anakin, the man sighed, only raising his eyebrows a fraction of a degree when he saw Anakin’s T-shirt. Anakin realized, perhaps a little belatedly, that he had forgotten to put on shorts.

Anakin grimaced, and looked at the Admiral. “What is it?”

Admiral Yularen shook his head, looking grim. The man gestured for Anakin to come to him. Anakin obliged, his mind frantically running through a million worst-case scenarios Oh, how he wished Master Mace were here. The admiral pushed some buttons on the holoprojector and an image appeared, shockingly bright in the dark room. The rotating image showed a small Republic base, tucked into the mountains of some forested planet. It looked like a supply station, probably for larger ships such as the Resolute. Anakin turned to the Admiral, confused. Why was such a small base important? He opened his mouth to ask that very same question, when the admiral said, “This was the supply station we were supposed to stock up at. We’re currently hovering above the planet.” Anakin closed his mouth, and tried to work out why this was a problem. Had there been some kind of holdup? Did the station not have the necessary supplies? If so, that would be a problem. The ship was low on fuel and supplies, and they had to rendezvous with Aayla’s fleet in a couple of days. Also, as far as Anakin knew, this was the only supply station in the mostly deserted system. They wouldn’t be able to make it to the rendezvous point without those supplies.

Admiral Yularen continued, “We received a transmission from the security cams at the base 30 minutes ago.” The admiral clicked a few more buttons and the image disappeared, replaced by a holorecording of the same base. Admiral Yularen flipped a switch on the console, and the holorecording began to play. For a few seconds nothing happened. The recording was bland, simply showing two clones patrolling the perimeter of the base. Then, so quick that Anakin almost didn’t see it, a flash of red took off the head of one of the clones. Barely half a second later, two more identical red flashes killed the other clone, so fast, the body of his brother hadn’t even fallen.

Anakin’s first thought was that the base had come under attack by battle droids, but that didn’t make sense. Battle droids couldn’t possibly be that accurate, or that fast, and why would the CIS waste such valuable resources on a small Republic base in the middle of nowhere? Then he noticed that the red flashes that he had mistaken for blaster bolts were moving. Lightsabers. Red lightsabers. Sith. But that made even less sense. The Sith were a small Order, mostly made up of fallen Jedi. There couldn’t be more than 200 of them in the entire galaxy. Why would the CIS waste some of their most valuable commanders on a base in a deserted system that meant nothing to the Seperatists? It didn’t make sense, unless… unless the Sith somehow knew that his ship would be stopping here for supplies. Unless they knew that destroying this base would be the best way to stop his fleet from returning to the main battlegrounds in the mid rim. But how… Anakin shook his head. These were questions for a later time, as Master Windu used to say. He needed to focus on the here and now, and that was this meeting.

The Sith moved forward, walking into the circle of light thrown by the base’s lamps, allowing Anakin to see more of them. Like all Sith, they wore long, dark cloaks, with the hoods pulled low over their faces, so all Ankin could make out was their sinister, glowing yellow eyes. There were two of them, a master and an apprentice. The shorter one carried two lightsabers, a normal-sized one and a shoto. The taller one, likely the master, only carried one. The shorter Sith began cutting into the durasteel door, and the camera feed cut off. A new image replaced the holorecording, and Anakin gasped in horror. It was the base, the one they had just seen the Sith cut into, but it was completely destroyed. Fires burned in and around the building, which could hardly even be called such anymore, the windows were shattered, the walls falling as if pushed back by a mighty explosion, and, worst of all, bodies. Bodies everywhere, mutilated and utterly destroyed. If Anakin hadn’t known they were clones, he’d have been hard-pressed to identify them. Holy shit.

“Two… two Sith did this?” He asked, horrified. Admiral Yularen nodded, and Anakin noticed that all the clones in the room had gone silent. Honoring their fallen vode. Anger burned in Anakin as he looked down at the destroyed building. “You said this was thirty minutes ago, right, Admiral?” Anakin asked, not even bothering to hide the anger in his voice. Admiral Yularen nodded. “So.. um, hypothetically, would the Sith still be down there?” The admiral nodded once again. “It is likely, especially since we have not detected any ships leaving the atmosphere.” Anakin glared at the holorecording once more, then turned to look at the clones around him. Those were their brothers, their vode, that had been killed so brutally. Fury overwhelmed him. How could those Sith do that? They would pay. Anakin looked up to see Admiral Yularen frowning at him suspiciously. “What.. what are you planning, sir?” He asked, looking wary. Anakin grinned, and he was sure his smile was nothing short of murderous. “Prep my fighter. I’m going down.”

#Sith AU #Anakin Skywalker #aayla secura #Anakin Aayla friendship #@oifaaa #Might do a part 2 #I dunno #This was longer than i expected #Star wars #Star Wars AU #star wars the clone wars #Captain Rex #Admiral Yularen #Sith #Jedi #Clones #Prequel Trilogy #AU #korri’s writing

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ahsokaoswin · 4 years

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The Other Padawan- Chapter 1: Arrival

What if Obi-Wan wasn’t actually lying when he told Anakin he’d requested a Padawan on Cristophsis? Could it be just enough to throw the Emperor’s plans off course?

Meet Amara Eberlyn, a young Padawan who’s about to be in over her head, and who maybe, just maybe, can make cause a ripple that will turn into the wave that saves the galaxy.

Basically I suck at summaries, the Clone Wars is over and it broke my heart, so I’m fixing it. Here we go.

Also this is severely long, and this whole fic is going to be very long the way I see it, but this chapter in particular has a pretty high word count- at least by my standards.

uhh, so yeh, here, take this...

Warnings: None really, depictions of a battle on Cristophsis but not anything graphic or anything.

rating: imma call it teen to be safe.

Word count: 5000ish

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To be fair, I should have been looking where I was going. To also be fair, I really didn’t expect a Loth-cat to come flying at me as I walked down the hall to the Caf. I managed to prevent my tea from spilling, but then a blur of orange ran straight into me.

“Sorry!”

“’Soka? What are you doing?”

“I might have accidentally set a Loth-cat loose in the temple.”

“How did you even?”

“Ugh, it was Bando’s fault.”

I raised my eyebrow at my crèche mate, “Ahsoka, how could this possibly-“

“Just help me catch it, alright? If anyone finds out about this, I’m never getting off this rock.”

There was a loud crash and a screech from down the hall, “Too late!” I yelled as I looked at her, and then we both took off running.

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I wasn’t sure quite what to expect as I walked towards Master Yoda’s personal meditation garden. I’d been thinking about it ever since I’d received the invitation to join him for tea that morning. What could I have possibly done wrong this time? I’ve been on my best behaviour since the incident with the Loth-cat in the Room of One-Thousand Fountains last week…I think.

I was jarred from my thoughts when I realized I had reached my destination. A small durasteel door marked the entrance to what looked like any other room in the temple, though the Life-Force that teemed from it could be sensed from all the way down the hall. Not quite sure of what to do, I hesitantly knocked before hearing a bemused “Come in”.

The door slid back to reveal a small garden space, with the afternoon sunlight filtering through the green canopy made from the trees that circled it. In the centre of the small garden was a stone table set for tea, and a small green Jedi Master.

“Greetings Master Yoda” I said as I bowed.

Master Yoda gestured for me to take a seat, and I began to pour tea for the two of us.

“Glad to see you I am, Padawan Eberlyn”

“What was it you wante-” I froze mid-pour before my brain caught up to what he’d said, “I’m sorry Master I must have misheard. Did you say Padawan?” As I finished pouring my tea, I couldn’t help the swell of excitement, though I tried my best to release it into the Force. There is no emotion, there is peace.

Yoda gave a dry chuckle, “Mmm, misspoke I did not. The purpose of our meeting this is. Discuss your new assignment we must.”

“Assignment?”

“Yes, young one. Assigned to Master Kenobi you have been. Meet him on Cristophsis you will. A message for you to deliver to him, I have.”

“What’s the message?”

“Having trouble contacting him and Master Skywalker, we are. Need them to come back to the temple immediately we do.”

“Yes Master.”

“Depart in twenty minutes, you will and joined by Padawan Tano, you will be.”

“Thank you Master.”

“Go now, you must. May the force be with you.” I bowed again and turned to leave the garden. After the door shut behind me, I allowed myself a brief moment of excitement. I walked back to my quarters to collect my minimal belongings before steeling myself towards the challenge set ahead of me: a new master…and an active war-zone.

As I reached the hangar bay, I spotted a familiar pair of headtails standing by one of the ships. I walked in that direction: “Hey ‘Soka!”

She turned and waved. Once I made it to the ship the pilot came down the ramp to ask if we were ready to depart. We both nodded and stepped aboard.

As soon as the pilot had disappeared into the cockpit, she let her serene Jedi mask drop and grabbed my hands as she whisper-yelled “We’re padawans! And to the two best generals the republic has!”

“Oh, Master Yoda didn’t mention who you’d been assigned to?”

“Ooh! I’m assigned to Master Skywalker!”

“The Chosen One Master Skywalker?”

“Yes!”

“Wow! Have fun with that one ‘Soka, I’ve heard the stories, apparently he’s quite a handful.”

“Says you! Obi-Wan Kenobi? I mean, wow. How did we end up here?”

“I have no idea. Honestly when Master Yoda paged me I thought I was going to get sent to Taanab or something.”

“No, the Agricorps? Why?”

“Do you not remember last week?” She looked back at me confused, “With the Loth-cat?”

“Oh.” She had the nerve to giggle. “That.”

“Yes that. I can’t believe you managed to set that thing after Master Ropal and when you ran, and I got blamed!”

“Yeah, sorry about that…”

“You know, on second thought, you and Master Skywalker will probably get along just fine.”

~~~

We lapsed into silence. I found a seat and after staring at the blur of Hyperspace got boring, decided to settle down to meditate, which was difficult given that the Togruta across from me Could. Not. Sit. Still. In response to her continuous antics I sank deeper into the force, feeling it flow through me as I examined all of the emotions that I could feel bouncing around inside me. Excitement, happiness, relief, yes. But also, nervousness, and anxiety. I visualized them all evaporating off of me and into the force. When I’d finished, I opened my eyes and checked my chrono. It had been nearly three hours! We were nearly to Admiral Yularen’s ship. Even Ahsoka had settled down to meditate.

~~~

As Ahsoka and I walked down the ramp we were met almost immediately by the Admiral.

“Ahsoka Tano and Amara Eberlyn I assume?” The Admiral approached us with his hands behind his back, the very image of an imposing military officer.

“Yes sir.” I responded, hoping that was the right thing to say.

“Excellent, we’ve been awaiting your arrival. We are departing now. This cannot wait.”

We followed him to the other side of the hangar. I could hear the muffled sounds of a firefight outside the hangar doors, and I couldn’t help but feel nervous again. Once we reached the small shuttle the Admiral went straight to the cockpit as Ahsoka and I took our seats in tense silence. I noticed that, though it had a single window, I was not tall enough to see out of it.

It was my first time flying through a battle and being blind during the process was unnerving to say the least. The Force was like an ocean in a storm. Constant movement everywhere. I could feel the blaster bolts that flew past us, as well as the fighter squadrons that were laying down cover for us to land. I could hear the explosions and chatter over the cockpit comm, and it dawned on me just how many people were losing their lives just so we could land. I felt the Force shift as we hit the atmosphere. The closer we got to our destination the calmer the Force became, and also the more foreboding.

~~~

There was a dull thud accompanied by the sounds of the landing gear venting. Ahsoka and I stood and looked at each other as the ramp began to open. I smiled in what I hoped was a reassuring way, before walking down the ramp towards the two Jedi. Two Jedi who both looked quite shocked.

The one I recognized to be Master Kenobi spoke first: “Younglings.”

“And who are you supposed to be?” Well, Master Skywalker certainly seemed to live up to what I’d heard of him back at the temple.

“I’m Ahsoka and this is Amara, Master Yoda sent us,” Ahsoka spoke next to me.

“We were told to tell both of you that you must get back to the Jedi Temple immediately,” I added.

“There’s an emergency,” she finished.

“Well, I don’t know if you’ve noticed but we’re in a bit of an emergency right here,” Master Skywalker pointed to the ground as he spoke.

“Yes,” Master Kenobi crossed his arms over his chest, “our communications have been a bit unreliable, but we’ve been calling for help.”

“Master Yoda hadn’t heard from you, so he sent us to deliver the message,” Ahsoka tried to explain.

Master Skywalker turned to Master Kenobi: “Oh great. They don’t even know we’re in trouble!”

“Maybe you can relay a signal through the cruiser that just dropped us off,” I folded my arms behind my back as I spoke. Master Kenobi nodded towards me and then turned and began to walk in the direction of what appeared to be the centre of command on Cristophsis. Master Skywalker moved to walk alongside him and Ahsoka and I followed along behind.

~~~

We stood gathered around the holo-table as it flickered to life. Master Kenobi pressed a few buttons and an image of a bridge operator appeared. Master explained that we needed to contact the Jedi Council. The officer nodded: “We’re under attack by Separatist warships, but I’ll try to make contact with the Jedi Temple for you. Stand by.”

The image of the officer cut out and was replaced by a miniature Master Yoda: “Master Kenobi, glad Ahsoka and Amara found you, I am.”

“Master Yoda, we are trapped here and vastly outnumbered. We are in no position to go anywhere or do anything. Our support ships have all been destroyed!” My Master looked distraught and it occurred to me just how serious our situation was here.

“Send reinforcements to you we will-” the transmission cut out with static as Master Yoda was speaking.

“Master Yoda. Master Yoda!” Master Kenobi’s hand landed on the table just as the connection was lost and the bridge operator reappeared.

“We’ve lost the transmission sir,” He looked apologetically at us.

We heard the sound of a door opening as another officer appeared behind him: “And we have to leave orbit immediately, more enemy ships have just arrived. We’ll get back to you as soon as we can.”

Master Skywalker looked disgruntled as he crossed his arms over his chest: “Well I guess we’ll have to hold out a little longer.”

Master Kenobi let out a sigh before turning towards Ahsoka and I: “Well, my apologies young ones, it’s time for a proper introduction,” Master Kenobi turned to Ahsoka, “I assume you are the new padawan learner?”

Ahsoka nodded, but before I could jump in to point out that I was also a new padawan, Ahsoka was already speaking, “I’m Ahsoka Tano.”

“I’m Obi-Wan Kenobi, your new master.”

“I’m at your service Master Kenobi, but I’m afraid I’ve actually been assigned to Master Skywalker,” Ahsoka raised a hand to point at the shocked Jedi.

“What? No, no, no, no, no, no, no. There must be some mistake. He’s the one who wanted the padawan!” Anakin gestured to Master Kenobi, clearly agitated.

I finally managed to jump into the conversation: “So he did. I think that’s where I come in, actually,” I crossed my arms over my chest as Master Kenobi nodded and then shot me an apologetic smile.

Ahsoka, however, remained focused on Master Skywalker, “No! Master Yoda was very specific. I am assigned to Anakin Skywalker and he is to supervise my Jedi training.”

Master Skywalker was still protesting, “But that doesn’t make any sen-“

“We’ll have to sort this out later. It won’t be long before those droids figure out a way around our cannons,” Master Kenobi quickly changed the subject. “I’ll check on Rex and the lookout post,” Master Skywalker grumbled.

“Mmm. Better take her with you,” Master Kenobi’s voice was teasing as he lightly nudged Ahsoka forward. She followed Skywalker off towards another grouping of troops while I stayed behind with Master Kenobi. Once they had left, Master Kenobi turned to me: “My apologies young one. I’m afraid I simply assumed they’d place you with Anakin.”

Instead of asking why I simply nodded, “It’s no problem.”

“I’m glad to hear it. Well then, I suppose that makes me your new master.”

“I suppose it does,” I found myself chuckling.

“Well, let’s head over to command to see if we can’t start coming up with a plan for when those droids return.”

“Yes Master.”

“Come along.”

I took a moment to take in the city as we walked. For the first time since I’d landed on Cristophsis I really had time to take in the devastation. It was almost unfathomable. What had once clearly been a beautiful and sprawling city filled with people, had been reduced to shattered buildings and empty streets pock-marked by explosions. I had never seen anything like it. It was one thing to hear about the destruction of the war on the Holonet but another thing entirely to see it up close. And, now that I had a moment to see it, I realized that there was no way I could have been ready for it. There was such a deep sadness everywhere, like the Force was mourning the dead around me, and, also, the loss of peace itself.

Master Kenobi turned to look at me. He seemed almost sympathetic, maybe a bit sad. I really must pay more attention to my shields. I must have been projecting a lot for him to pick up on my thoughts that much.

We passed our walk from then on in companionable silence. We crossed under a collapsed archway into a small square where a few clones were already gathered. They saluted Master as we walked in.

“At ease men. What do we know about the droid’s positions?” One of the troops stepped forward: “Sir the droids appear to be regrouping just beyond this point,” he pointed to a Holo-map, “We think that they will gear up for a second wave soon, but our scouts have been unable to ascertain what exactly it is that they’re planning.”

“Very well. We’ll keep the heavy cannons prepped. Just be ready for their assault.”

“Sir yes Sir!”

Another clone had just started giving a damage report when Master Kenobi’s comm interrupted with a loud beep. He pressed a button, “General Kenobi here.”

“Master!” it was Master Skywalker, “It’s the droids, they’ve set up an energy shield around their troops. We’re heading back to your position to discuss a plan. It looks like the heavy cannons won’t be much use.”

“Alright Anakin, we’ll wait for you here,” Master turned off his comm and then turned to the clone who was about to give the report, “Pull up the holo-map, quickly! We need to locate that shield generator!”

“Sir, yes Sir!”

By the time Ahsoka, Rex and Master Skywalker arrived, we already a pretty good idea of where that generator was, now it was just a matter of deciding what to do about it.

Master Kenobi started to explain the intel that we had to the others, “The shield generator is somewhere in this area,” he pointed to an area of the map marked by a red dome, “They’re slowly increasing the diameter and keeping it just ahead of their troops.”

Rex looked troubled: “Heavy cannons are gonna be useless against that.”

“As they get closer, I suppose we could try to draw them into the buildings. That might level the playing field a bit,” Master Kenobi stroked his beard as he spoke.

“If the shield’s gonna be such a problem, why don’t we just take it out?” Ahsoka looked to Master Kenobi.

“Easier said than done.” It seemed to me that Rex was still very disgruntled by this whole thing, and by the presence of two teenagers at his strategy meeting.

“Well I for one, agree with her,” I found myself looking at Master Skywalker, surprised that he supported Ahsoka’s idea when his Captain wasn’t so sure, “Someone has to get to that shield generator and destroy it. That’s the key.”

“Right then,” Master Kenobi had a glint to his eye as he spoke, “Maybe you two can tip-toe through the enemy lines and solve this particular problem together.”

Ahsoka, though surprised, seemed to have gained plenty of confidence from her Master siding with her plan, “Can do, Master Kenobi.”

Master Skywalker shot a light glare, “I’ll decide what we do.”

I looked back down to study the map as my Master spoke.

“If Amara, Rex and I can engage them here,” he pointed to a narrow street about midway between the generator and the cannons, “you two might have a chance to get through their lines undetected here.” The second point was slightly closer to shield generator than the previous. I, meanwhile, was still looking at the streets that we were supposed to engage the droids on, wondering if there wasn’t something we could do to-

“They won’t have much time. The droids far outnumber us, so our ability to street fight is limited without the use of heavy cannons. They will march forward under the protection of their shield until they are right on top of our cannons, then they will blow then away,” Rex was practically glaring at the map now.

Suddenly an idea occurred to me, it wouldn’t stop the droids per say but… ”Perhaps we could barricade or block some of the streets in their path to slow them down? It would give us more time to take out the shield before they reached the cannons.”

“It’s possible…I’ll see what we can do about that,” Rex stepped back to comm one of the men posted further out on the streets.

Ahsoka, satisfied, turned to her Master, “Come on Master, Let’s go!”

“If we survive this Snips, you and I are gonna have a talk.”

I heard Rex chuckling behind me, “They make quite a pair, don’t they sir? You think they have a chance?”

“They better. If they can’t turn off that shield generator before it reaches the heavy cannons, there’ll be no escape for any of us.”

I glanced at the map once more before taking a cue from Ahsoka, “Well, we’d best get going then.” I thought I saw Master Kenobi smile just for a second.

I fell into step beside my Master as we headed towards the rest of the company, “So, what’s the plan?”

Master glanced my way, his eyes glinting, “Well, it was your idea to barricade the streets, I thought you would have something in mind.”

“I mean...it was more a suggestion…”

“But?”

“But I would say not to station the troops directly behind the barricades. They would have to wait for the shield to pass over, and they would be left vulnerable since the droids would be practically on top of them by the time they could open fire. No. We should post men in the buildings directly next to the area that will be within the shield. We could outflank them and then attack on three sides once they get bogged down by the barriers.”

“Not bad, we’ll discuss that with the men and see what they think.”

Rex, Master Kenobi and I were standing in front of the remainder of our forces, which were to defend the heavy canons, for a debriefing. Rex was just finishing up clarifying our positions before addressing the clones, “Right, so the General and I will hang back along the front line behind the barriers, while Amara leads the attack from the right flank, and Blitz leads the flank from the left.”

“Yes…We will likely still be over run, but at least we can give Anakin and Ahsoka more time” My master spoke quietly, after all, the reality of our situation wasn’t exactly a good pep talk. I zoned out a bit as Rex reiterated the plan to the rest of the troops, wondering exactly how I was going to pull off leading an assault. My master’s hand on my shoulder pulled me from my reverie, “What is it Amara?”

“Master, are you sure about this?”

“What do you mean Padawan? It was your plan.”

“I mean…I know…It’s just that…I’ve never been in, let alone led, an assault before.”

“You know the plan?”

“Yes Master.”

“Then have faith in yourself and trust the Force. It will be fine.”

I heard Rex finishing up, “Right then, positions everyone! Come on! Move it!”

My Master smiled at me before nodding toward my post, “You’ll do fine Amara, now you’d better get going.”

It was not fine.

It had started out well. I had taken my position along the right side of the street, in front of the barrier, hidden amongst the buildings. I had about twenty men with me. We could see the droids approaching. That was probably the worst part. The waiting made the Force feel so tense that I thought it would snap, or explode, or something. The men around me seemed about as tense as I was as we watched the shield slowly expand towards our position. I remained behind the wall of a half-destroyed skyscraper until the red glow had safely passed over me. I turned to see across the street where I could just make out Blitz between the buildings. I gave the signal and ignited my lightsabers.

I leapt out from behind the cover of the buildings, cutting down every droid I came into contact with. My men followed behind me. Blaster bolts were flying everywhere. It was overwhelming. I could only focus on what was directly in front of me so I could at least think through the chaos. We all did our part and for a while it seemed like we were making a dent. We were joined by the other two flanks and successfully held the droids by the barrier for a few minutes. Yet the blaster fire seemed to be getting heavier. I looked up from the droid that I had just sliced in half to see the approach of three separatist tanks. Uh oh.

“Pull back! Quickly! Get behind the barrier!” I yelled as I moved to the front of the line to help cover the others as they too saw the incoming problem and began to move. I continued to deflect blaster bolt after blaster bolt, slowly moving backwards toward the barrier. I could feel my arms burning as the last of the clones got to safety. The tanks were almost in range now. I deflected one last bolt before sprinting towards the barrier and flipping over it. Once I hit the ground I kept going. I didn’t get quite far enough though.

The explosion of the bombs hitting the barrier knocked me off my feet. The world was distorted, and it sounded… wrong. My ears were ringing, but I could still faintly hear droids moving in behind me. I stood and shook my head to try and clear it. I ignited my lightsabers once again and headed back towards the heavy cannons, deflecting yet more blaster fire as I went.

I as approached the position of the rest of our forces I heard my Master telling Rex, “The shield has almost reached the heavy cannons.”

I jumped over the console that was serving as their cover, landing between them as Rex spoke, “We’re not gonna be able to stop them Sir!”

“Rex, move your troops back to the heavy cannons. Do everything you can to protect them. Amara, go with the Captain; I’ll delay the droids.”

“But Master shouldn’t I-” I saw a flash of blue over my head as Master Kenobi’s lightsaber ignited to deflect a blaster bolt that would have hit me in the face.

“That’s an order Amara! Now go!”

With that Master leapt over the console towards the droids. I quickly went to stand by Rex as we were slowly pushed back towards the cannons by the droids. It wasn’t looking good. Rex and I had taken cover behind a large bit of wall. I was doing my best to aim blaster bolts back towards the droids that fired them, while Rex was focused on shooting down as many as he could. It was manageable, and then, in an instant, it wasn’t. The droid fire got significantly heavier, and not long after another trooper joined Rex and I, “Sir! General Kenobi’s been captured! There’s no one else left.”

Rex stopped firing for a moment, “We’ve got to hold out!”

As he went back to firing, I yelled over my shoulder, “We can’t let that shield reach the heavy cannons! Keep fighting!”

The trooper hurried off to help hold the line. I glanced at Rex as I we continued to stave off the droids. He was all focus, but I was wondering just how we were gonna get out of this mess. Come on ‘Soka. Where are you? I need you to get that shield down.

Just as I thought all was lost, the sky changed colours. I realized with a start that the shield had been shut down. I heard the boys cheering behind me as Rex yelled for them to push forward and fire the cannons and air support buzzed overhead.

Gradually the clunking of droids died down as I cut down the last few stragglers. I turned to head back and meet up with the Captain. As I walked past, I saw many of the men. Some injured (which made my heart clench), some collapsed against buildings, exhausted, and some moving about cleaning up after the battle. A few of them saluted, and I couldn’t help but feel proud of what we’d just accomplished.

I spotted Captain Rex just in front of the cannons, “Not bad kid”.

I smiled “Thanks. Not so bad yourself Captain.” This drew a short laugh as he motioned for me to follow him to the gunships that were waiting to take us to pick up Master Skywalker and Ahsoka.

Riding in an open gunship was a whole new experience for me. The flow of fresh air felt luxurious after the confinement of the battle of the last few hours. Ahsoka, it seemed, had, like me, been tired out by her first proper run in with droids. Her master, on the other hand, didn’t appear affected at all, which was admirable if slightly frustrating.

Rex turned to Master Skywalker, “Great job, General Skywalker,” to which Master Skywalker nodded, “You too, Youngling.” Ahsoka smiled, an inside joke of some kind, I presumed.

I looked away from the open air and towards Ahsoka, “Good to see you ‘Soka.”

“You too Mar.”

I sensed more than saw Master Skywalker smile at us. Ahsoka returned her focus to her Master and I mine to the world that was flying beneath my feet. It was probably the most peaceful I’d felt all day.

Soon though, we began our descent to land near Master Yoda and Master Kenobi’s position. As we circled down, I could see that Master Kenobi was already speaking to Master Yoda. The gunship jolted as it came to a halt next to the landing platform. Ahsoka, Master Skywalker and I stepped off while Rex stayed on.

“Master Obi-Wan, Master Yoda,” Master Skywalker greeted. I bowed.

Yoda looked to Master Skywalker:\, “Hmm. Trouble you have, with your new Padawan, I hear.”

I saw Master Skywalker and Ahsoka exchange a glance before Master Kenobi cut in, “I was explaining the situation to Master Yoda.”

“Really?” Master Skywalker crossed his arms.

Master Yoda’s eyes were glinting, “If not ready for a padawan, you are, then perhaps we can…”

“No wait a minute,” Master Skywalker looked down to Ahsoka, “I admit Ahsoka is a little rough around the edges, but, with a great deal of training, and patience, she might amount to something.” “Then go with you she will, to the Teth system.”

“Teth? That’s wild space. The droid army isn’t even in that sector.”

“Kidnapped, Jabba the Hutt’s son has been.”

Master Skywalker’s eyes flashed, “You want me to rescue Jabba’s son?”

“Anakin, we’ll need the Hutt’s allegiance to give us an advantage over Dooku” Master Kenobi tried to reason.

“Hmm. Negotiate the treaty with Jabba, Obi-Wan will. Find the renegades that hold Jabba’s son, your mission will be, Skywalker.” Apparently Master Yoda wasn’t leaving much room for argument.

Ahsoka, always one for the bright side, piped up, “Come on Master, it doesn’t sound that hard. I’ll find Rex and get the troops organized.” She waved to me before turning and heading back towards the landing platform.

When I tuned back into the conversation Master Kenobi was speaking to Master Skywalker, “Don’t worry Anakin. Just teach her everything I taught you and she’ll turn out fine.”

“You know, something makes me think this was your idea from the start.” Master Skywalker turned and followed his new apprentice towards the waiting gunship.

My Master turned back to Master Yoda, “Let’s just hope Anakin is ready for this responsibility.” “Ready he is, to teach an apprentice. To let go of his pupil, a greater challenge it will be.”

“If we’ve got to make a deal with Jabba the Hutt, we’d best be on our way.” My Master bowed, as did I, and then we headed over to another gunship which had just pulled up to the platform.

Once it had taken off, my Master turned to me, “Amara, in future, when I give you an order in the middle of a battle, don’t question it.”

My eyes dropped to the floor, “Yes Master.” Oops.

He chuckled, “It’s quite alright. Just don’t want to spend any unnecessary time talking while under heavy fire. You did well today Padawan.” I looked up to smile at him, which he returned.

The gunship landed in the hangar bay of one of the Republic cruisers above Cristophsis. My Master explained that we would be taking Jedi Fighters to Tatooine. Oh Force. I’ve done flight sims, but I’ve only ever flown an actual fighter once. As we walked through the hangar my Master looked at me expectantly, “Well, aren’t you going to get in your fighter?”

“Fighter? But I don’t have a-“ I paused at his smile. He motioned towards a Jedi Fighter next to the red one which I assumed to be his. It was painted with purple accents in a sunray pattern and had an R8 unit with sky blue details already loaded. The droid turned out to be quite sassy and introduced itself as R8B8 when I walked over. I could tell we would get along just fine.

I climbed into the cockpit and started up the engines as R8 programmed the navi-computer. I heard my Master over the comm, “Are you ready Padawan?”

“As I’ll ever be.”

I felt him smirk through what I realized must be the very beginning of our training bond.

I followed him as he flew through the protective ray shield and attached a hyper-ring. He waited for me as I connected mine and lined up beside him. I looked down to double check the coordinates and when R8 gave the go ahead, pulled back the lever that sent us into hyperspace. To Tatooine it was. This would certainly be interesting.

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sithsdoinshit · 5 years

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Just saw that my first one didn't send hopefully this one goes through. My suggestion was that if you feel like it, maybe how the imperials would react if Thrass just somehow appeared near them. If not Thrass, maybe some other Chiss (Aristocra Saganu from TOR perhaps?). Like all of a sudden just random Chiss appearing in their home, no warning whatsoever lol

now i just imagined... hordes of chiss popping up in their house.. like very blue weeds..

we’ll do just thrass, for now. :)

tarkin: thrawn did not mention they were having a guest... and another chiss, at that. the ascendancy must be up to something. he’s going to keep a close eye on thrass.. (”mitth’raw’nuruodo, i think your mofff friend is ogling me”)

krennic: “you have a brother, thrawn?? i thought chiss just grew out of ice crystals on csilla.” forms a strange kind of vitriolic friendship with thrass, exchanging snark and veiled insults. force forbid he introduces thrass to fucking ronan.

hux: thrass seems nice enough. sophisticated, smart, and respectable. hux kind of envies the bond thrass shares with his brother... he wishes he had someone like him in his family.

phasma: hm. a little too into politics for her taste. she doesn’t mind his presence but she’s not really interested in him either. except for the strange language he speaks with thrawn...

yularen: the two chiss are definitely brothers, and yet.. thrass definitely has more talent with subtle social cues and political intrigue. yularen takes quite a liking to him and enjoys his visits.

kallus: “hey thrawn... if you could just leave out the fact that i defected to the rebellion that’d be great” “why? he is not loyal to the empire.” “but he’s loyal to you, and i kinda tried to kill you at least once” “ah, yes. ‘fun times’, as it were.”

eli: surprisingly, this is the first time he’s seen thrass. he knew thrawn had a brother, but they saw each other on csilla. it’s nice to meet him---cold and intimidating as he is.. meanwhile, thrass is very determined to scrutinize the human thrawn has chosen..

#aristocra saganu is a hottie btw #i'm happy you mentioned him #i love chiss in general fuck me sideways #thrass #imperials #tarkin #krennic #hux #phasma #yularen #thrawn #kallus #eli #anon #ask

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cupcakeshakesnake · 7 years

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Watching SWR for the frist time: Through Imperial Eyes

Yep, been looking forward to this episode. Again, not sure if I’ll do any more SWR reactions, but yeah, I’m gonna do this one for sure.

(spoilers ahead)

-Through Imperial Eyes. If you take the first letter of every word, you get TIE. What else has the word TIE in it? Yes, the TIE fighter. Let’s take a look at the TIE fighter, shall we?

According to Wookieepedia, it was “the standard Imperial starfighter seen in massive numbers throghout most of the Galactic Civil War and onward.”

-But wait!

Did you see that?

ILUMANITI CINFORMED!!!11!1!!

-*cough cough* Okay, let’s get back to the actual episode.

-Did he just wake up? What time is this, 2a.m.?

-He sleeps in his uniform?

-”Battle stations, sir!” “Yeah i’m just gonna ignore that and go back into my room to waste water.”

-If the top button closes doors and the bottom one opens doors, what happens if you press one of them repeatedly?

-If I was on a Stardestroyer I would get to the nearest one of those doors and just keep pressing the two buttons alternately until the troopers throw me out of the airlock. I love buttons. I’m so gonna break all their doors.

-He sleeps in his armor?

-I finally understand all the Kallus Simulator jokes on my dash.. but seriously, Imperial Agent Simulator 2017 v3.16, created with Unity Engine and supported on Space Windows Vista, 8, 10 and Space Mac OS 7 and up...

-At first I was like “Holy hell, his room is dark,” but then I realized I had turned down my monitor brightness a lot over the past few days.

-*turns brightness all the way back up to 100* That’s better.

-His sink doesn’t have a drain?

-Yep, he’s definitely been sleeping.

-How do time zones even work in space? You could determine it based on the part of the planet you’re orbiting on, but then you could go to the other side in a very short time. Maybe time just loses its meaning when you’re in space. Only relative. Two hours of sleep, sixteen hours awake, ten hours sleeping because you're going to a faraway planet, it’s not “Lunch on 2o’clock”, it’s “Lunch 5 hours after your last meal”.

-Eyyyyyyyy it’s Yogurt List again

-If you’re not under attack then why the fuck did you ring all those sirens

the fuck did you wake me up for bitch

-That shuttle looks like a plastic lunchbox.

^+kallus= the sideburn squad.

for a moment I thought either the stormies were super short or Kallus was on stilts.

-DUN DUN DUN it’s Ezra

-Nice voice changer mask Ezra, did you get it on eBay?

Sabine Paintjob™

-You were expecting Ezra

bUT IT WAS ME, DIO!

-(I’m so sorry.)

-AP-5, sassy as always, and Chopper, with that Imperial paintjob tactic again.

-I just realized the letters C1-10P are supposed to look like ‘CHOP’.

-WHY DOES AP-5 SOUND LIKE SNAPE FROM HARRY POTTER

I see an A, a B, an X, a Y, aaannnnd some illegible symbols.

-Wait, sure the Empire is big, but if Ezra is a rebel Jedi on the loose, wouldn’t there be posters of him all over the place?

-Kallus: *stands and does nothing* Ezra: “Stop! I’ll tell you anything!” Lyste: wow he’s good

-THRAWN

-WE’RE SEEING THRAWN

-I’m sure AP-5 would have winked there if he had eyelids.

-Poor Lyste. On the other hand, I don’t think being summoned by high-ranking officers in the Empire is all that good. They might be out for your throat for all you know.

-How the hell did Thrawn get that drawing on his ship? Seriously, that’s an Imperial Class Star destroyer according to the Internet, it’s supposed to be 1.6 km long, did he just get a bunch of droids to turn the ship upside down to get that gigantic paint job?

yep, no visible barrier, nothing is being sucked out into space because Star Wars.

-KANAN AND REX ARE WEARING STORMTROOPER ARMOR AGAIN

-DID THEY STEAL ANOTHER SHUTTLE

-Jesus Christ the Empire needs better anti-theft mechanisms

Heyyyy it’s that officer again, what was her name? Oh yeah right, Captain Brunson. I spent ten minutes looking for that name on the internet.

-But Lyste has a cylinder right there...

-I feel like I am constantly reminded of how those are not pens these days. Okay, okay, I get it. Also I know in some other places I said those were insignia, and it’s not a precise term but it’s not wrong either because 1) the code contain information about the officer wearing it including their rank, and 2) the numbers and colors of the cylinders differ based on said officer’s rank/position.

is that a fucking hat

-THERE’S THE CLIP THE ENTIRETY OF TUMBLR WAS GOING CRAZY OVER.

-Override code: *german word*

-(I know it’s not German but it just sounds like it... I am learning German and their ‘ch’ is so hard to pronounce correctly...)

-How tf did he close the door though

-I have a feeling he let them hear the override code on purpose.

-Or... HE WAS SIDING WITH THE REBELLION THE ENTIRE TIME

-DUN DUN DUUUUN

-Sorry.

-Oh it’s that guy now. Disney certainly didn’t feel like modeling any new Imperial officers.

-Ahahahaha lizards Let me guess, ysalamiri?

-YULAREN

-YOU’RE CANON NOW- hold on, A New Hope. YOU’RE 3D ANIMATED NOW- oh wait, Clone Wars. YOU’RE IN REBELS NOW

-WOOHOO

-When Yularen has had more canon appearances than Thrawn.

-Every single Imperial acquaintance seems to come from ‘the Academy’. “Hey, remember me? We ate lunch in the Academy together.” “Remember me from the Academy bathroom?” “I’m from your Academy, remember?”

His eyes are saying “yes you Kallus, you little shit, i know you’re fulcrum you lil bitch yes you right there”

He still has the Phoenix Squadron graffiti... and the lothcat doodle

-”--must be unmasked quickly” Idk why but at first I thought he said “must be on Mars”

Free the Rose Quartzes-- oh, wait, wrong show.

-And now we run into Irina SpalkoPryce... It’s like they scraped all the Imperial characters together and put them on one ship. Except those who are dead. R.I.P. Aresko and Grint,Grand Inquisitor, Minister Tua, Fifth Brother, Seventh Sister, Eight Brother, and countless stormtroopers.

-Kallus: whoops another person i hate, let me just get rid of this person i hate so he can go with her

-Kallus: actually lemme just make them hate each other

-Kallus: i am such a genius

-Kallus you manipulative mutton chop

Aw come on, you can’t get tired of his shit already! How are you going to survive among the Rebels?

-Was Ezra hanging by his chin or something

-Lyste is so serious about this omfg He wants to prove himself Poor dude

-EZRA IS WEARING AN OFFICER’S UNIFORM

-Wait

-How the hell did they find the right size

-Are there smol officers on board

-ARE THERE

-”We’re not here to steal art!”

-Yep, because Thrawn’s definitely gonna look at that map later and go “Welp I guess this one planet here suddenly moved twenty light years to the side, nothing weird about that”

-Lyste’s in big trouble now. I feel sorry for that guy.

-Thrawn smells the traitorous scent.

-KALLUS WAS HIDING THERE

-WHY IS THIS SO FUNNY

-HE DIDN’T PULL ANY CLEVER ANTICS, HE JUST WENT AND HID IN A DITCH IN THE WALL

Is... that supposed to be Imperial insignia as well?

-How the hell did Kallus change the override code

-Wooo, Thrawn action!

-Ouch. He alright tho

-What did he say? “Nix”?

-”Shuttle TY992, you are clear to land.″ NO IT’S NOT IT’S A TRAITOR SHIP WITH TRAITORS IN IT

-”There must be some kind of mistake sir--” Pryce: HOW DARE YOU ASSUME MY GENDER

-But really, gotta love how she didn’t even let him finish the first sentence, didn’t take any of the Jedi bullshit and just said “shoot him”

-She chill af

-DAMN SHE’S A BADASS

-I feel really sorry for Lyste but I can’t help cracking up for some reason

-Yularen why did you come alone

-You could have just brought a bunch of stormtroopers and tased the lot from a distance, or would Ezra’s huge plot shield deflect that too

-Annnnd Pryce faints. Again.

-Dammit Lyste.

-Poor Lyste, and poor Kallus.

-THRAWN’S ACTUALLY PAYING ATTENTION TO THAT PURPLE LOTHCAT DOODLE

-Thrawn knooooowwwssss... He aaaaalwaaaaayyyyssss knooooowwwwwssssssssssss...

-But seriously damn I’m gettin’ chills here.

-”I believe Agent Fulcrum will prove far more useful to the Empire than Kallus ever was.” DAAAAmn

-Kallus is so screwed

-KALLUS. IS. SO. FRICKIN. SCREWED. D’YOU. HEAR. ME.

-This is such a good episode; I don’t usually rewatch episodes, no matter what franchise, but this one I want to watch again.

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