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Cody and Rex Debate Cody put a hand on Rex’s shoulder.
“What is it?” he asked quietly.
The captain’s gaze flicked irritably to his, and the commander felt himself recoil from the abrasion in that stare.
The orange emblazoned clone’s frown deepened.
“Rex….you know they’re all not like—”
“Like what, Cody?” the 501st trooper interrupted. “Bad?”
Rex gave a bitter laugh.
“You of all people should know better.”
“I’ve served under General Kenobi for this entire war,” said Cody, a warning edge in his voice. “And I have never had my trust betrayed by him. Not once.”
The captain shook his head smiling
AN OLD FRIEND- part 1 of the stories of Alpha The door opened smoothly, sending a patch of light falling to the floor.
Cody smiled to himself, breathing in the familiar, fresh smell of the room. His room. It was almost the only thing he actually owned. Beneath the steady rush of air through the ventilation system, the distant hum of the great engines of the Vigilance sent nostalgia trickling into his stomach like warm tea.
This was his home.
He stepped through the doorway, realizing that someone walking by might think it strange for a lone commander to be standing in the doorway to his quarters, smiling at nothing.
Shutting the door behind him, he felt his way to the lamp he knew was sitting on his desk, and flicked the switch on. The warm light glowed on the interior of the room.
He inhaled the fresh air. Stars he loved this place. It made him feel so alive, so young.
He changed out of his armor into the grey fatigues, grateful for the solitude of the room. Cody had always felt self-conscious under the
AN OLD FRIEND--Part 2: Alpha meets Obi-Wan “Alpha,” said a voice behind him.
He turned slightly in his seat. It was General Kenobi.
Rising stiffly to his feet he stood at attention. The Jedi almost immediately waved him to ease.
“Alpha, how long were you in those stasis tubes?”
He swallowed, feeling the scratches on his neck strain just from the little movement of his adam’s apple.
“Two months, sir.”
Obi-Wan gave a small smile.
“I realize that you’re not the same Alpha I rendezvoused with on Kamino,” he said ruefully.
The trooper said nothing, not wanting to offend the Jedi who seemed to have taken a liking to him.
“Where is that trooper, might I ask?”
“CT-2225 is—dead, sir,” he said, a lump forming in his throat.
The General’s face softened with sympathy.
“He died from the clone sickness, sir,” finished Alpha, glad for the protection of his helmet so
Tomorrow PART II
The gunship had dropped them off just a klick south of the base so any droid scouts wouldn't notice the reinforcements. Ahsoka observed the clones in her group as they walked ahead of her. Ahsoka walked near the back of the group and she watched the clones as the ymade their way through the exotic jungle. She spotted Kix walking a few feet behind Rex. She was glad to have the kind but firm trooper medic on her team. Anakin must have Coric wit him then. He chose the men for my team well though.
There were ten clones on the team including Rex and Kix. Ahsoka heard a sharp protest as one of her men- Nitro- became tangled in some thick, green, vines. The more he struggled, the more tangled he got. A few of his brothers were laughing as they worked to free him. Ahsoka pulled out her lightsaber and cut poor Nitro free.
"Thanks Commander." Nitro said.
"No problem Nitro." Ahsoka said to him. "Next time just watch where you're going." She said with a teasing grin.
Nitro moved off grumbling over
Tomorrow PART V
Troopers moved out of the command center and rushed to take up defensive positions out side the base. They could hear the constant clanking of the droids as they moved closer to the base.
Back inside the base, Rex, Ahsoka, and Tech were still in the command center.
"The best way to keep this base out of Sep hands is to rig it to blow if something goes terribly wrong fro us." Rex said. "It worked okay on Rishi."
"Take them down with us eh?" Tech said. "I like the sound of that."
Ahsoka cringed, recalling the destroyed base from her nightmare and all her friends lying dead along with her. Rex flinched as well, also recalling what he had seen. He suddenly felt like he had signed death warrants for everyone at the base, Ahsoka and himself included.
"We won't be getting any help from Skywalker either." Rex said after a moment. "He and General Secura are pinned down at their base. If anything they'd be needing us."
Tech nodded. "I'll take Commander Tano and set the charges."
"I'll go out to
Lost Soldier part 2
It took the brother and sister pair about twenty minutes or more to figure out the trooper's armor and get it all off of him. They found his injuries to consist of a heavy shrapnel would to his left side. It was well away from his heart, but blood was seeping from the large gash steadily.
"Stang. It must take them and hour to get all this junk on." Cade growled irritably.
"S-seven…minutes…" the seemingly comatose trooper suddenly spoke up.
The two gasped in surprise and turned to look at him, but he had not moved, nor did he show any other signs of being awake.
"See? He's gonna be okay." Raven said firmly.
"You think?" Cade didn't look too sure. "He's got bits of dirt and metal in the wound still. And it's gonna need stitches and lots of bacta… And it's probably already infected."
"We don't have any painkillers here either…" suddenly, this whole task seemed much more daunting than it had just an hour ago.
Cade got up and went to get what they would need. He sterilized several needles a
Underworld--Part Two The next morning a dreary rain misted over the nine ships of the Sky Corps’ fleet. The Vigilance was a hub of activity though. Due to the precipitation the plans for lounging around on top of the flagship’s upper exterior were cancelled, and the clones reluctantly had turned toward testing Radar and Link’s new video game.
“It’s like Rabid Tautans only with flamethrowers!” an eager Radar had told them. “You still race around the track with other players collecting creds, but now you can like shoot them and stuff!”
Two new gunships had also come in to replace those lost on Kooriva, so the pilots and a group of clones were down in the hanger deciding names and noseart. Cody had heard that one of them was to be called Your Bad Day and the other Flak Opera to honor the former 212th pilot Oddball, now commander of his own legion. The last he had heard, Daniel was firmly defending the idea of a great foot to be painted on eith
Underworld-- Part One>>Identification mark: CC Two Two Two Four.
Log mark: Oh-Five-Oh-Five-Two-Seven-Three-Six. >Summary: I serve the 212th, 7th Sky Corps, which was scheduled to disembark from Coruscant to the sovereign world, Bomis Koori 4. By summons of General Kenobi, my legion was spared and instead appointed precedence over an investigation of terrorist origin. The following record is of the in-depth investigative meeting and the actions taken directly after by this elected panel. End of line.
HomesickI am the river's son,
my arteries flowing turquoise
and turning to rapids
rushing around my frame,
filling me with this sense
of buoyancy, minnows
tickling my sternum.
I am the river's son.
My palms caress each
silty shoreline, every
battered bank and bend,
and these places I know
so well become me
as my fingerprint,
even the bridge above me
inflamed by the afternoon
sun-glow, burning rusty and
the steel blue sky.
I am the river's son;
I bring my home along
like hermit crab,
where I step
I pull water from the earth.
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