May The 4th Be With You (I say "prompts" plural because I'm doing one for each main time period)

Prompt One (Galactic Republic): You are either a Clone Trooper Commander (you can choose your Legion) accompanying a Jedi Knight on a mission during the Clone Wars. You have been sent to an Outer Rim planet (make something up, or not idc) to respond to a distress signal from Republic allies in a small village. You arrive to find the village completely abandoned - no signs of fighting, no bodies, no droids. Just... dust and echoes. It falls to you, therefore, to find out what happened.

Prompt Two (Galactic Civil War): You are a Rebel spy currently hiding out on Tatooine, watching the Imperial presence there with a close eye. One day, you get caught in a dust storm, and pass out due to the searing heat and stinging sands. When you wake up, you find yourself in someone's home, laying on the bed in clothes that are not your own. You hear sounds from the next room over - it sounds like blaster fire... and something being cut in half.

Prompt Three (New Republic): You are a bounty hunter, currently camped out on Kashyyyk. Your newest mark is an enemy of the Hutt Cartels, some idiot who made one of the giant slugs mad. You've been waiting patiently for days - you know your target is here because the tracking fob led you to this planet. You're about to fall asleep when the fob starts beeping very fast, signaling that the bounty is close by. It's time to capture him. Alive.

Prompt Four (Rise of the First Order): You are a member of the Resistance, formerly a member of the New Republic's military before the First Order seized control. Now, you're the second in command to a group of fighters attached to a small Resistance fleet that specializes in direct assaults on First Order infrastructure. You're en route to your destination, but as you descend to the surface, your transport is shot down. Half of your team is dead, and the survivors - including yourself - are taken into custody. Now, you must escape.

Rules: No ERP (to start off with anyways), joke RPs, joke OCs, etc. You cannot kill my OC (the reason why you can't kill me in the Bounty Hunter prompt is related to the direction I want the plot to go in), unless I introduce an OC as the villain of whatever prompt you choose (you'll know if and when I do). Do not invade other RP threads. Some knowledge of Star Wars is required, but not much - just know the basics about whatever period the prompt you choose is set in and I can handle the rest. Overall, have fun. If you have any questions, let me know, and I'll be happy to answer them. If you have your own prompt you want to do, let me know and I'll consider it, though I'm not guaranteeing agreement.

Each prompt has specifications: The Galactic Republic scenario is set during the second year of the Clone Wars, so no Order 66. The Civil War one is set during the events of Star Wars: Rebels, while the Rebel Alliance is still in its fledgling stages. The New Republic one is set sometime around the time frame for The Mandalorian, and yes, I did make that prompt a bounty hunter one because The Mandolorian is my only source of info on the New Republic (for now anyways). You don't have to be a Mandalorian. The First Order one is set during the short period where the First Order essentially served the same role as the Empire (which only lasted one year, but covers The Last Jedi and The Rise of Skywalker).

Also, my OC for each one:

Prompt One: Daxion Raylen, a headstrong Jedi Knight who was entrusted by his Master with operating a division of Clones by himself as a test to see how ready he was to operate without his Master's presence.

Prompt Two: Eren Tress, a survivor of Order 66 who has been planning to fight back against the Empire, but lacks the strength or the supplies to do so.

Prompt Three: Kris Dreydan, a smuggler who got on the wrong side of the Hutt Cartels and has been running away from bounty hunters (such as yourself) for years.

Prompt Four: Dex Fris, a convict currently in First Order custody. He's netted himself a life sentence due to repeated attempts to escape, all of which failed. He's convinced that he could pull it off if he had help from others with similar goals.

Amendment to the rules: For prompts two, three, and four, you can do romance if you have a female OC, but since all the Clone Troopers were men, you can't do romance for prompt one unless you introduce another OC besides the Clone Commander. I just don't do gay romance - sorry.

F**k it why not I do a lot of rps of like enemies to lovers so 3. Also ig you based it off Mando and I have only seen the first 3 episodes but I know basics. Lore dump in discord?)
*she sits up, reaching for the device and grabbing her gun-thingy*
(Ig overview: young age/black hair/jade eyes/short asf)

*At first, she couldn't see anything. But a closer check (using a thermal scope) revealed Kris' presence, running through the trees towards what seemed to be a structure of some sort, most likely left over from the Imperial occupation.*

*she gets up- abandoning the camp- and following silently*

*He eventually made it to the entrance, and got to work trying to open the door.*

*she comes up behind him, pressing the gun against his back*

*He froze up.*

"Uhh... you have the wrong guy?"

*It was more of a question than a statement - clearly something he didn't expect to work but was willing to try anyways.*

Nice try. *she presses it harder into his back*

"Didn't expect it to work anyways."

*He whipped around and slapped it right out of her hands, but only because she wasn't expecting it. Either way, he drew his own blaster, and now had it level with her head.*

*she pulls a other gun at him, pressing it against his chest*
(For fun imma make her head be to where he just has to outstretch his arm in a straight horizontal line)

*He made a face that signaled he only just realized something.*

"Are you really that short?"

..I'm still growing. *obvious lie. She just doesn't want to admit she stopped growing at 10*

"Sure, whatever you say. Just sayin'."

*He tried the same move again - attempting to slap the gun away, using the element of surprise.*

*she kicks him*

*He fell backwards. Now he was caught off-guard.*

"Are you sure you have the right guy?"

The rod (thingy) beeps louder when it's near you. You're definitely the contract. *she pins him down with his foot*

"Well, that's just peachy..."

*He looked around for his blaster, which he had dropped when he fell.*

Back sorry)
*she kicks it away*

(It's okay. I'll be on-and-off for RPs, but I'll be back to texts during rehearsal)

*He sighed.*

"You're not making this easy, are you?"

*He punched her shin, hoping that would do something.*

*she's literally unphased, thanks to the armor*

"...Seriously?"

*He retracted his hand and shouted in pain.*

"Gah! What's that thing made of, vibrosteel?!"

...yeah?

(HEHEHEHE Y A Y )

*CC-4321, "Tick", looked around at the wreckage with a blank reaction; no shock, no anger, no intrigue, nothing. His men didn't have much of a reaction either- at least, not ones that Jedi Knight Daxion Raylen would've expected*
CT-3987: . . . well, this just got a lot more complicated *an ARC trooper on Daxion's left snorted at the other clone's comment and rolled his eyes*
CT-2429: Oh gee, ya think? *CT-3987, "Waves", just shrugged and bent down to pick up a dropped doll. CT-4890, "Kylit", put a hand on his vod's pauldron and spoke in a rather optimistic voice*
Kylit: Let him be, Ryxo, he hasn't done anything

*Daxion was sat on the ground, legs crossed, looking like he was meditating. Before any of his men could respond, his eyes snapped open. He began walking about to each hut, placing his hand on seemingly random objects.*

(Screw it, give Daxion the ability to see Force Echoes-)

*Ryxo and another trooper, CT-9966 “Jexxon”, shared a look of confusion before Jexxon twirled his finger in the ‘coo-coo’ motion. Kylit gave Jexxon a disapproving frown, though Ryxo nodded in agreement. Tick ignored his men’s gossiping and instead went over to Daxion*
Tick: sir? What, uh, are you doing, exactly . . . ? *Look, even if Tick privately agreed with his men that Daxion was a lot more Force heavy than their old General Krell, he wasn’t reckless enough to go out and say it! You don’t talk about the Jedi when they’re right next to you; serving under Krell taught him that much*

"Sensing Echoes. Ripples left in the Force by strong outbursts of emotion. Some Jedi can see them, experience the event related."

*He touched a wall and closed his eyes.*

"The droids were here, as the distress call said... the villagers fought back... many died in the assault... the rest were taken in transports. That's all I can tell... there are no other Echoes. Not here, anyways."

*He lifted his hand and turned to Tick.*

"Commander, what do you know about how the Seperatists fight? What do they do with their prisoners?"

*Tick blinked a few times before tilting his head and bringing his hand to his chin in thought*
Tick: *frowning* hmm . . . I'm sorry, General, but I'm not entirely sure. I've never worked on hostage rescue before *the clone commander shifted uneasily, as if preparing himself to be on the receiving end of an emotional outburst from the Jedi. the other 9 remaining 403rd clones looked over, Ryxo seemingly ready to jump in and defend his commander at a moments notice. a slightly smaller clone that Daxion had yet to see the face of came over hesitantly*
CT-9997: Sir? m-may I interject? *Tick looked up at his youngest trooper with a look of 'what the hell are you doing, Calico?!'. But CT-9997, "Calico", didn't look back at his commander*

*Daxion looked more like he was in thought than about to snap. He turned to answer Calico, but stopped.*

"I sense great fear among your squad, Commander. Why is that?"

*Daxion could be a bit brash on occasion, as his Master had often pointed out, but he rarely did anything that made others afraid. His tone in this moment was one of confusion.*

*Tick paused, hesitating at the question. Ryxo and Jexxon looked at each other in surprise, while Kylit's ever present soft smile returned and CT-3555, "Gunner", sighed in relief that Daxion wasn't going to yell at them*
Tick: *slowly* . . . I, don't understand the question *"yes you do" a voice chided him in his head. "you just don't wanna say it". Tick's eye twitched slightly at the annoying thought and he pushed it out of his mind. now's not the time or place for thoughts like that. Calico looked back at Waves, who gave his batchmate a reassuring smile and thumbs up*

*He turned to the squad as a whole.*

"You troopers have nothing to fear from me. I am well aware of how Master Krell behaved. Fear is not a weapon the Jedi use. Please, relax."

*He offered a smile, then turned to Calico.*

"What do you wish to say, trooper?"

*Despite Daxion's reassurance, none of the clones seemed convinced*
Calico: r-right, um, -ahem-, I have done reconnaissance and retrieval- not of people, um, but I've observed hostage situations *the younger clone shifted uneasily, face still concealed from view* um, well, the Separatists primarily use prisoners for interrogation or as bargaining chips. They also employ them as labor or even as expendable resources

"Thank you, Trooper."

*He turned, then walked over to a trail with faded footprints. He placed a hand on one.*

"They went this way. Gather your munitions and form up on me. Be wary."

Tick, Calico: Yes sir *Tick turned back to repeat the order, but everyone else had already begun to move and prep*
*Orders didn't have to be repeated when there was only 10 of you*

(Would that be Pong Krell?)

(yessir. Tick and his men are the remaining 10 survivors of Krell's battalion - I mean, after all, why would he be commanding the 501st and not bringing his own men unless he didn't have any more?)

(Just to make sure I'm following properly - CC-4321 is Tick, CT-3987 is Waves, CT-4890 is Kylit, and CT-2429 is Ryxo?)

(Yup!)

(Every time you introduce another Clone, I'm gonna go back and confirm that I'm following who's who, so I can keep track. CT-9966 is Jexxon?)

(Makes sense! I'll introduce everyone and their CT numbers again once they all show up. dw, there's only 10 of them and not all are going to be main focuses, lol)

(Thanks, it's just a bit confusing)

[Ok, I'm just gonna give you all of them so it's easier, and we're only gonna do 8 ^w^]
[CC-4321 = Commander Tick]
[CT-2429 = Ryxo. I realized now he should've been ARC-2429, but I digress]
[CT-3987 = Waves]
[CT=4890 = Kylit]
[CT-9966 = Jexxon]
[CT-9997 = Calico/Cali]
[CT-3555 = Gunner/G]
[CT-6561 = Dex]

(You can do the other two if you want, I'm gonna put these on a sheet or a doc or something to keep track)

(Ok! tyyyyy)
[CT-8734 = Fennec]
[CT-2351 = Tango. Medic]

*Once underway, Daxion set to work trying to ease the worries of his men. He attempted to start conversations about the scenery, past missions, his Master, anything that would help him to gain their trust.*

(You can decide if any of these attempts worked)

*He got a few of them talking! but, it wasn't really a few, it was more like two. aaaaaaand one of them was Kylit. so, not as successful as hoped. He found out a lot in these conversations though, most of the info coming from Waves (who seemed to know everything about everybody, even people outside of the 403rd)*
*Things he had come to learn from talking with Waves;*
*1. Calico and him were the youngest, although neither were shinies*
*2. it's nothing personal against Daxion, "Ryxo just doesn't like any Jedi"*
*3. Calico's got some stuff on his face Krell belittled him about, hence the reason he keeps his helmet on near 24/7 ("it's how he got his name though!")*
*4. Kylit is the only person who can physically overpower evey member of the 403rd including Tick*
*5. "Tick is the best commander in the entire GAR you cannot say anything to change my mind blah blah yada yada etc etc"*
*6. Though Fennec, Tango, and Dex don't talk much, they're really good at their jobs and can always find a way to make stuff work*

*Daxion celebrated his minor victory. He decided to bring up his Master again.*

"Have any of you met Master Anrol?"

(His Master is a Twi'lek named Zorek Anrol. I wanted to have a direct discussion about him so I can shape his lore a bit more. Daxion's a new OC)

(oki doki)

*Another clone's head popped up at the name mention, a clone with little navy stars on the side of his visor. He moved up to join Waves and Daxion, a little bit of a smile on his face (like he was excited he actually KNEW something they were discussing)*
CT-3555: I have. he's nice, not at all like Krell *Waves looked at his vod with a raised eyebrow*
Waves: When'dyou meet him, G? *Gunner smiled, falling into step beside Daxion*
G: after Umbara when we were given our 2 week leave. I ran into him at the landing platform

"He is nice. He's a good teacher, too."

*Daxion thought for a second.*

"I think I remember him talking about such an encounter. Did he say anything memorable?"

*G thought for a moment, tilting his head. was that just a thing clones did? tilting their head in thought/confusion? it seems like all of them have done that regularly when pausing to think- and not just 403rd members, other clones like Rex and Wolffe too*
G: not that I remember exactly. something about "trusting in those on you side even if you don't like them" and "infighting is the road to destruction" *G shrugged, not seeming worried at all about the fact that he couldn't remember a clearly important conversation* I dunno, I wasn't thinking about it much. I was still pretty out of it at that point too, after Umbara and all

"Yes, I heard the reports."

*He looked at the sky.*

"I wish he was here now. Perhaps with his guidance, we would've already found the villagers."

*He sounded slightly disappointed, as if he were upset with his own apparent failure.*

Waves: hey, don't beat yourself up over nothing! We just got here *the clone put his hand on the General's shoulder before looking forward a bit and calling to Tick* oi, Tick! Time check?
Tick: *looking over his shoulder* how many hours have we been here? or the current time?
Waves: oh, uh, both? *Tick sighed and rolled his eyes before checking the clock on his wrist hidden beneath his armor*
Tick: 120 since, time 0800 *Waves nodded and looked back at Daxion*
Waves: *brightly* see? only 2 hours *Fennec moved to pass the trio, probably to discuss something with Tick* Fen! what's the quickest amount of time you found people? *Fennec blinked, looked over for barely 5 seconds, and responded in a dry af tone*
Fennec: 20 minutes *Waves's face immediately fell and the older clone passed. Waves turned to Daxion with this awkward, sheepish smile and laughed hesitantly*
Waves: *hesitantly* he-, um, he's lying, heh heh . . . heh . . . *Waves opened his eyes, but even with the sparkle Daxion could see the fear surge inside the blue irises; fear of HIM. Fennec looked back and his eyes immediately widened. Waves had been asking for the General?! Fennec had thought Waves was asking out of his own stupid curiosity. Kriffing hell, did he just get his sweet little vod'ika into trouble with a Jedi?!*

*Daxion's eyes shrunk to pinpoints.*

"DUCK!"

*He pushed Waves over, knocking him into the others, who fell like dominoes. A STAP speeder with a B1 Battle Droid on back flew past, whipping around once the pilot realized he had missed. Daxion drew his green lightsaber, and cut the Droid in half on its pass-through.*

(Daxion dial wields, one blue one green)

(purdyyy)

*Waves yelped, knocking into G, who hit Fennec, who dodged and ran into Calico, who grabbed onto Ryxo, who swore rather loudly as Calico grabbed him for support and sent the both of them tumbling down a small ditch, whose tumble knocked into Dex and Tick, who Jexxon attempted to catch and failed, knocking into Tango, who actually WAS caught by Kylit. all of the 403rd letting out similar noises of surprise and protest as they were knocked into each other, as the only one left standing was a very bemused looking Kylit. the older clone looked down at his toppled and disgruntled vod'ika and failed to hide a small laugh that resounded through his vocoder*
Jexxon, Dex, Ryxo, Waves, Tango: *ad-libbing* oh, shut up! piss off! oh, shush, 's not THAT funny, Ky! etc.

"More are on their way!"

*He grabbed his other saber and used the Force to lift the clones and return their weapons.*

"Prepare to fight! Make a tight formation!"

*Immediately, with almost inhuman speed, the 403rd was back on their feet executing the order. ofc there were a few clones who weren't prepared for the Force lift/weapon return and got knocked in the head with their blasters, but beside that, they were all ready with their weapons cocked and helmets on in less then 10 seconds. if Krell's torture left them with a positive thing, it was following orders in breakneck speed- that, and also instinctively following just about any-and-all orders given to them, regardless of their own safety*

*Sure enough, five rows of ten B2 Super Battle Droids each came marching from the foliage. Daxion lunged headfirst into the formation, breaking their line eith a Force-empowered ground slam. Though the 403rd had only been under Daxion's jurisdiction for a week, they had learned this much about their new General: He was more Force-focused, but when it came to the clankers, he preferred a more up-clpse, direct approach.*

*G and Dex actually stared at Daxion for a hot minute, eyes wide and jaws slack beneath their helmets, before two bolts flew past their heads and they sprung into action. Daxion had never really seen the 403rd fight, per say, maybe only a few regular battle droids here and there and one time two B2s, but it now made sense to the Jedi Knight why these were the 10 who survived Krell's tactics. they all fought different; G and Dex were practically melded to one another as a duo, while Kylit actually spin-kicked one droid into another. Ryxo wielded two guns, one in each hand, and moved like lightning, while both Calico and Fennec got into varying levels and essentially played acrobat (Calico up in a tree) and sharp-shooter (Fennec from inside a ditch). Waves seemingly remembered their little Domino effect from earlier and, with the help of Tango, made a wire trip that sent the droids tumbling after Tick rolled over an EMP Grenade*

*He was impressed, continuing to cut at the droids and offering aid where needed.*

*Soon, all the droids were beaten, and the 403rd looked at each other, then around at the carnage they’d caused, then each other again. One of the droids fizzled, sparking as if it was still trying desperately to function. Jexxon tried to kick it out of commission, but winced and jumped back when all he did was hurt his foot*
Jexxon: Ow! Karkin-! Bloody hell-! *a few other clones snickered as Kylit stomped on the droid’s head and it promptly died. Jexxon glared at Kylit, rubbing his foot as best he could* How do you even do that!? Just spin kick droids out of commission and not hurt yourself? *Kylit smiled and shrugged before helping Jexxon up*
Kylit: guess you’ll never know
Tango: everyone alright? Anybody dying? *no one spoke, just looking at each other* good, awesome, wonderful. We’re all ready to go, General

*Daxion sheathed his lightsabers.*

"The villagers are close. I can sense fear and defiance. This way."

*He sprinted into the woods where the droids came from.*

*Tango and Fennec watched as Daxion ran past, still trying to catch their breath from the insane amount of fighting they just did. Fennec looked back at his vode with an expression of disbelief*
Fennec: why's he like running so much? *Tick rolled his eyes as he motioned for everyone to 'follow that Jedi!'. Fennec looked at Dex and raised an eyebrow* why does HE like running so much?
Dex: *shrugging* gets him places quicker?

*They found Daxion in a clearing, fighting a swarm of Commando Droids. At one point, he threw his lightsaber, and spun about, decapitation three droids and cutting another in half. A few Droidekas rolled up, stopping several meters away. Daxion didn't seem to notice them.*

*Ryxo scowled the Commando Droids and rolled his eyes*
Ryxo: I hate those things *Tick looked at his men, going through the mental math and assessing who'd be best where, ignoring Ryxo's comment*
Tick: Ky, Ryx, Jex, close combat. G, Dex, cover them *the 5 clones nodded and, as quietly as they could, went down to join Daxion* Fennec, you already know what to do, just make sure if you do pick a hole, you can get out *the sharpshooter nodded and looked around, finding a little alcove behind 2 large rocks* Cal, don't fall out of a tree like you did last time *Calico winced sheepishly and nodded with an embarrassed 'yessir'* Waves, Tango, you're on the droideka duty *the medic and his vod grinned widely and nodded, taking the bag of poppers and detonators from Tick before sneaking around behind the droideka with Calico in tow. Tick nodded before running down and taking up Daxion's back*

"More are on their way!"

*He grabbed his other saber and used the Force to lift the clones and return their weapons.*

"Prepare to fight! Make a tight formation!"

*Daxion turned to Tick.*

"Commander, brace yourself."

*Before Tick could even say so much as "for what?" Daxion lifted him up with the Force and tossed him - safely - towards a pair of sharpshooter droids.*

*The reaction Daxion got, however, was not what was expected*
**And DEFINITELY not desirable**
*Tick crashed to the ground, coughing and pushing himself up to a seated position, only to see several Commando Droids turning to look at him. he froze, just staring, paralyzed in fear as the world slowed. his heart pounded in his ears, breath quick and shallow with a rising panic as the guns were raised towards him-*
*the droids fell, shot right in the head by expertly aimed and timed shots. Calico jumped down from the branch he was on and ran in front of Tick, firing shots until all the droids were gone. Fennec even managed to shoot a probe droid, effectively stopping it from communicating how many men there were. Calico got on his knees to be Tick's size, gently keeping his hands low as he was joined by G and Tango. Ryxo, who had pretty obviously been watching, stormed over to Daxion angrily and drew back his hand, almost as if he was going to STRIKE the Jedi, when he was grabbed by Kylit and pulled back*
Ryxo: OI! What the HELL was that, huh!?

*Daxion seemed MORTIFIED, and pushed right past Ryxo. He pushed whoever he needed to out of the way, and dropped down to look over Tick for any life-threatening injuries, apologizing profusely.*

*But Tick, whose helmet had fallen off, just stared up at Daxion and pushed himself back, frantically putting space in between him and the Jedi Knight. His brown eyes were wide and unfocused, like they were somewhere else, seeing something else*
*Seeing SOMEONE else*
Waves: *seriously* Back away. right. now. *The clone’s blue eyes were serious and cold, leaving no room for any argument. Dex, Jexxon, and Fennec kept shooting each other uneasy glances as the tension rose to insane heights. Ryxo was still trying to get out of Kylie’s grip, but the stronger clone just picked up the ARC around the waist and kept him firmly away from Daxion*

*Daxion turned to Waves, his presence suddenly much more overbearing than before.*

"You do not give me orders."

*He pointed a finger at Tick.*

"This man is experiencing something that I have only seen once before. I caused it, and I will fix it."

*He turned back, and began padding across the ground. He picked up Tick's helmet, and wiped the dust and mud off. In jts place, he put his lightsabers, trying to make himself as unimposing as possible. With careful steps, he approached the Commander. He stopped several paces away, placing his helmet between himself and Tick, and kneeling down, waiting for Tick to calm down.*

*Waves spluttered, looking back and forth in utter disbelief*
Waves: but-! oi-! I-! wh-! Krell-! *Calico put a hand on his batchmate's shoulder, making Waves look at him instead* but-
Calico: *muttering* hush. you don't wanna make it worse for yourself in the future, do you? *Waves scowled, but didn't argue any more. Tango frowned at Daxion's advances, but knew better than to argue after seeing Waves's interaction. Tick looked at his helmet, then slowly up at Daxion. he was still shaking, although if it was because of his borderline panic attack or after effects from the fall was unclear*

"It's a nice helmet."

*Daxion had blocked the others out of his mind for now, focusing solely on Tick.*

"Whenever Master Anrol loses a Trooper during battle, he retrieves their helmet, and places it in a memorial back at the Jedi Temple. He always cares about his men."

*He glanced at the helmet.*

"He'd like your helmet. You've done some neat stuff with it."

*Tick looked down at his helmet and shakily took it back, running his fingers over the orange splash across it. he held it in his lap and spoke barely above a whisper*
Tick: *whispering* . . . it was an accident . . . Calico knocked over some paint while I was in a briefing and it dried before anyone could get it off . . . I didn't have time to fix it, so I just kept it . . .

"Well, I like it."

*He offered a small capsule as well.*

"There are some berries in here. They're very calming. Jedi carry them for meditation, but you can have mine."

*Tick immediately shook his head 'no', as did Tango*
Tango: no, no, you're not eating any weird berries. that's my verdict as medic *Tango winced and looked back at Daxion hesitantly* um, n-no offense, General. certain things just affect clones differently. like Advil, and caffeine. it's, uh, nothing against you, sir

"Then I trust your judgement. Sorry, I didn't know."

*He Force lifted the berries back to him.*

"You feeling better, or do you need a moment?"

*Tick put his helmet back on and looked away. He straightened up and stood*
Tick: ready whenever you want us to move out, Sir *that . . . was SO clearly a lie that even Tick’s men didn’t try and pretend to believe their commander (although none of them denied his claim either*

"Tick, I can tell you're still shaken. I did not intend for this, but I want you to be honest with me."

*He used the Force to retrieve his lightsabers.*

"However, as we are pressed for time, I will postpone this until we're back on the ship. Troopers, move out. The villagers are close."

*He began his stride, and at this point, he didn't really care if the others obeyed him or not. He was content in the knowledge (or at least the theory) that if they did stay back, it would be because Tick decided to stay behind, and they would follow their Commander. Daxion did respect loyalty.*

*All of the 403rd looked at each other, switching into Mando’a and dropping their voices to a whisper to continue their conversation privately*
Ryxo: what did I tell you? Jedi are assholes
Dex: Ryxo, he didn’t know
Ryxo: *crossing his arms* so? Who just chucks strangers in the air towards murder droids?!
Fennec: *deadpan* I don’t think anyone is going to just easily guess that Krell chucked us around when he was mad. It’s pretty obscure
Tango: on another topic, Tick, you can barely stand without shaking, so I’m going to make the decision as medic for you to stay here
*Tick looked up and seemed about to protest when G spoke up*
G: Dex and I’ll stay with him. Don’t worry, we won’t let him out of our sight *Tango nodded and stood*
Tick: I- you- ugh, fine. Kylit, Waves, you split command. And try to avoid possible trigger moments? We don’t need to be leaving men behind in random spots
Waves, Kylit: Yes sir! *the clones that weren’t staying stood and began to go after Daxion*
***And then there were seven***

*Daxion was dead silent, still guilty over how Tick had reacted. They came across what appeared to be an abandoned structure. Daxion knew better though, and so he used his saber to cut the door open, and sure enough, there were two B1s guarding the entrance. They were dealt with quickly. Daxion turned to the men.*

"I'll take point. Kylit, after me, then Calico, Waves, Fennec, and Tango. Ryxo, you and Jexxon bring up the rear."

All: yes sir *they got in roughly that order without any protest, although Daxion did manage to catch the slightest hint of a convo between Jexxon and Ryxo*
Ryxo: *whispering* bet you 50 credits he just doesn’t want me me up front near him
Jexxon: I’m not betting with you again
Ryxo: I wasn’t serious! *Kylit walked calmly next to Daxion, with a nervous Calico right behind*

*He ignited his blue saber and used it to light the way, since none of the lights were on here. They met with very little resistance, beyond a few doors that he had to cut open due to the lack of power. When they did find the villagers, they also found a bunch more Commando Droids, backed up by Droidekas and B2 Supers.*

Tango: -_- you’d think they’d’ve died by now, no? *The medic sighed and tossed out a handful of EMP poppers as Waves rolled out another set on the ground. Fennec darted into the dark to start sniping and Calico ran to the hostages. Jexxon and Ryxo moved in as well, shooting droids with both speed and accuracy as Kylit went to help cover Calico without shooting blaster shots towards the hostages*

*Daxion took the Droidekas, pushing them back and cutting them while their shields were down.*

*Remarkably, the limited amount of troopers made quick work of the droids, with only one civilian being caught in the crossfire-*
**. . . one civilian, was caught in the crossfire**
*Tango went over, beginning to bandage the wound while Waves covered him*

*Daxion was right next to them, deflecting fire from the Angles Waves couldn't cover and cutting down any droids who got too close.*

*Calico turned to the other hostages, speaking in a soft, kind tone*
Calico: hello there. I’m here with the Repiblic, we’re going to get you out *the clone looked between the hostages, narrowly avoiding one of Fennec’s sniper shots as he knelt down just in time* is everyone alright?

(Sorry)

*They nodded and mumbled. Daxion ducked next to Calico.*

"If you and the 403rd can get the civilians out of here, I can cover you. Consider it my apology for what I did to Tick."

*Calico blinked beneath his helmet before nodding and standing*
Calico: Waves, Ryx, Ky! Moving Cargo! *It was a strange thing to call out, but the 403rd seemed to know what it meant. The three clones called for ran over and began to assist the hostages, Kylit back-kicking a droideka while also helping a few children up. Fennec stopped sniping as regularly and Tango stood up from the now clearly deceased prisoner to help protect the rear of the group. Jexxon was still in the middle of the droids and, although he seemed to be doing relatively fine (aka, extremely well for one lone man), he did seem a tad more scattered than usual*
*The same way Tick had acted after being thrown*

*Daxion dropped all engagements and sprinted over to Jexxon, covering him and adding in raking down the droids while still keeping the droids off everyone else.*

"Are you alright, Trooper?"

*Jexxon blinked in surprise, but nodded and resumed fighting*
Jexxon: Yes, sir, fine . . . thanks for not leaving me to die . . . *The rest of the 403rd managed to get all the hostages out and Fennec resumed his sniping, full speed. Jexxon's words were almost impossible to hear with all the blasterfire, but Daxion still heard them well enough for it to send a chill down his spine*

"None of you are dying on my watch."

*Soon, the droids were all reduced to plates and scraps of metal strewn about the room. He brought his wrist to his face and accessed his wrist-comm.*

"Commander, do you read?"

*The comm crackled for a second before coming through*
Tick: Yes, Sir. What's your status? are my men ok?

"Everyone's accounted for. The civs are on their way out. Can you call for a pickup gunship?"

Tick: yes sir *a pause at the other end allowed for Daxion to take a look around at the sight. Tango and Waves were dealing with the wounded while Kylit was sitting near the kids entertaining their questions. Calico hung off near Ryxo, who was answering questions from adults with Jexxon, although Jexxon was at the other end of the group. Fennec just stood off to the side, out of place, shifting nervously and avoiding looking at any of the civilians* the gunship is on its way. Do you have enough space for it to land?

"We do. I'll set up a landing strip. Make your way to our location ASAP."

(So sorry for the late reply, I was in rehearsal and kept trying to reply but got called away before I could TwT)

Tick: yes sir, stand by *Daxion could hear G and (presumably) Dex talking about sending the gunship towards Daxion and Co. before the comm cut out. Calico looked up at Fennec, who was still hanging off to the side and kinda drifting around and clearly avoiding talking with the hostages*

*Daxion motioned for Tango to come over.*

(It's alright, I've been hanging out with my gf a bit more than usual so I'll be slow myself)

*Tango looked up, tilted his head a bit as if confused at why he was being summoned over, before gesturing for Calico to finish up the bandages he was tying. The Medic went over to Daxion, voice just a hint wary*
Tango: Yes, General?

"Sorry to interrupt your work. I know it's important. But Look at Fennec. I'm concerned. I can handle patching up the civs if you can make sure everything's alright."

*Tango looked over at Fennec, who was also looking over at Daxion, and tilted his head. Tango nodded towards the Jedi a little bit before bringing his hand up running his thumb down his helmet as if making a small track over where his cheekbone was be. Fennec made a little shooing motion with his hand and looked away. Daxion didn’t need to see Tango’s face to know the medic was frowning*
Tango: *concerned* I’ll check up on him, Sir. If you could help Jexxon and Ryxo with calming down the civis, Calico can handle the med stuff

"I can do that."

*He walked over to help*.

*He walked over just in time too, as it seems Ryxo was on the verge of getting into a fight (verbal, ofc, Ryxo wasn't an idiot) with one of the civis*
Ryxo: I told you already, our priority was getting you, the LIVING out of there, not the deceased. I'm sorry your friend got caught in the crossfire, but if we'd tried to carry him, others probably would've died to- *Ryxo flinched and as he was interrupted by the shouting civi*

*Daxion stepped between the clone and the civ, and sat down.*

"Calm down. You're in shock. You must realize that if we had carried everyone - living or deceased - we wouldn't have made it out. You saw how loaded down my men were when they were leaving, and that was just carrying the injured. If we had added bodies to that, there would've been a lot more dead. My men were doing their best to get everyone out that they could."

*He placed a hand on the civilian's shoulder.*

"No one understands your pain worse than I do. As a Jedi, it is my duty to keep people safe. I failed in that duty, and I truly apologize. But please, do not be angry at Ryxo for doing his job. If anyone, be angry at me for failing to prevent the death of your friend, for failing in my duty."

*The civilian said a bunch of incoherent stuff before getting cut off by the sound of a ship arriving. Fennec took the opportunity to duck away from Tango to help signal where the ship could land, making the medic sigh in annoyance. the LAAT landed about a yard or two from where the group was, G and Dex being the first to come out, followed by Tick*
Tick: *muttering* the kark happened here? *the three newcomers made their way over to Daxion, Tick stopping in front of the Jedi* is this everyo- why do some my men look like they were just told they're the scum of the earth?

(Going to bed, see ya)

(G’night!)

(Morning)

(Good morning!)

"They pretty much were. One of the civs got into a fight with Ryxo over leaving a body behind."

*Tick's eyes narrowed and frowned, muttering something to himself*
Tick: *muttering* it's just a dead body *the clone crossed his arms before looking back at Daxion* forgive me, sir. how would you like us to proceed?

"Get the civs onto the ship, then leave. I'll have someone send my droid and fighter and wait here."

Tick: Yes sir *Tick nodded to Waves and Kylit, who nodded back and began ushering the civis over to the ship. Ryxo waited till the civi that yelled at him was long gone before muttering something under his breath that made Jexxon let out a strangled laugh and Tango give him "the look". Tick rolled his eyes at Ryxo before going over and moving to help get the civis onto the LAAT*

*Daxion issued a two-fingered salute as the ship lifted up off the ground and headed towards the atmosphere. He changed his comm frequency and spoke into the device.*

"Daxion Reylan to Invictus, come in."

(That'd be the Venator they came from)

(coolio)

*crackling on the comm before a voice came on the other end*
???: General Reylan, this is Invictus

(Note that the Starfighter and the Interceptor are different. The Jedi Interceptor Fighter is the one that Anakin and Obi-Wan used in Episode 3 during the Battle of Coruscant. The Jedi Starfighter is the triangular one Anakin had in the Clone Wars)

(oh no, I know. dw)

"Load my droid into my ship and have him pilot it down here for a pickup. Leave the hyperspace ring behind, since I'll be coming back to you."

(His droid is R3-S1, an R3-series Astromech Droid with black-and-silver coloring. Daxion calls him S1, and most of the clones he works with call the droid "Shiny" because of his silver plating. Daxion's starfighter is the same design as Anakin's starfighter, with the same silver-and-black color scheme)

(SHINYYYYY AHHHH I LOVE IT)

???: Yes sir, stand by *from that moment on, silence. the flora, deathly still, and the fauna all but completely gone, spare a few bugs. silence. uncomfortable silence. a silence that gave Daxion a strange feeling . . . *
*the feeling that he was being watched*

(fvck it, *adds another OC cutely*)

(What kind of OC?)

*At the slightest sign of intrusion, Daxion stood up and drew his green lightsaber, whipping around to face in the direction he felt the presence from.*

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

*peeking from over a rock are two tooka ears, but, something seems off about them; they're a lot larger than normal tooka ears. soon, the ears were followed by a head, which was followed by some big black and gold eyes, until the head of a girl was visible. her ears twitched as she stared at the lightsaber, seeming entranced by the green glow*

(This already sounds adorable-)

*He relaxed, turning his lightsaber off and hooking it to his belt. He knelt down a couple of meters away, holding out a hand.*

"Hello, little one."

*The head disappeared and from behind the rock crawled out-*
*a normal sized tooka cat*
*the little creature approached Daxion slowly, eventually settling beneath the Jedi's hand, purring and rubbing against it. then, as soon as it came, Daxion blinked and his hand was now on the head of the girl, resting on her matted hair in between the fluffy tooka ears. a long tail swished behind her in the dirt, kicking up dust as she grinned up at him*

(Hang on, clarify for me rq: A humanoid girl with tooka features?)

(yup!)

(I'm in the midst of drawing her, so I'll send it over when I'm done)

(Okay, thank you)

(Np! ^w^)

(She sounds adorable- what's her name?)

(Elise Starcatcher. She was named by one of my friends ^w^)

(Aww, I love it)

*He didn't act surprised. He just continued brushing the girl's hair and smiling.*

"Aren't you a curious little thing... can you talk?"

*The girl looked up with sparkling black eyes, ears perking up in excitement*
??: *nodding* mhm mhm mhm! *the girl smiled, pointy little fangs visible as she did so. she sniffed at Daxion's sleeve before biting it experimentally*

"Hey, that's not food."

*He reached for the berries on his belt. He opened the capsule and shook a few out into his hand.*

"Try one of these."

*the girl paused mid-bite to look at the berries before letting go of Daxion's sleeve and sniffing the berries curiously. she nudged them with her nose, which was strangely wet like an actual animal's, before taking the berries with her teeth and chewing them. her eyes widened and she smiled, a little bit of berry juice on her face around her lips as she purred*
??: *giggling* good! hehe, good food!

"Yes, they are good. Jedi eat them before meditation for focus."

*He heard his ship descending nearby.*

"Do you have a home? Parents? Family?"

*but the girl just blinked blankly, staring up at Daxion like owo*
??: "parents"? what's "parents"? is it food? like good berries?

*That... gave him pause. She didn't know what parents were? That was odd. She was no older than a child, at least, by appearance.*

"No, they're not food... they're people who care for you. Adults, like me, who teach you how to be a good person. Do you not have any?"

*The girl frowned, seeming, almost ~disappointed~ that "parents" wasn't a food item, and shook her head 'no'. her ears drooped and she now seemed uninterested in the topic of parents/adults. she licked the juice around her lips, long rough tongue getting almost all of it and even the tip of her nose- ohh, now that makes sense on why her nose was wet earlier. no, not the time. the tooka girl sniffed around for more food items, nudging Daxion's side as she did so*

*He looked around at the smoking droid remnants, and concluded that he couldn't just leave her here. So he gave her the tube with the rest of the berries and carried her to his starfighter, wondering how he would explain to Master Anrol why he had a child who could apparently shapeshift into a Tooka.*

("So, um, I may or may not've adopted a child?" ". . . Daxion, that's a cat" "no, no, it's a child")

*The girl purred happily as she ate the rest of the berries, giggling happily as her tail swished. she looked at the starfighter, which had landed just in the nick of time, and stiffened hearing S1 beep. she hissed, turning into a tooka cat and burying in Daxion's cloak sleeve*

"Hey, it's fine. That's S1. He's my Astro droid. He says hi."

*He climbed into the cockpit, and closed the canopy, taking over manual control of the fighter and piloting it towards the Invictus.*

*the cat paced around on Daxion's lap, standing on its- no, her hind legs to look at the stars. clearly she had never been off the planet before. as Daxion landed in the hanger of the Invictus, lots of clones looked over. waiting for their Jedi general were only a few of the 403rd clones; Waves, Calico, Tango, Tick, and (surprisingly) Ryxo. the others were, term, elsewhere (honestly, who knows at this point?)*

*He stepped out of the cockpit, holding the girl carefully so she wouldn't fall.*

"Please tell Master Anrol I'd like to see him in my quarters."

*He ignored any questions asked about the girl beyond saying 'I will take care of her' and headed to his room.*

*Waves’s eyes went wide and a grin appeared on his face as he looked at Calico. Tango sighed at the sight and muttered something about ‘dirty animals’ and ‘carrying diseases’, while Tick just looked on in confusion. Ryxo stared at the girl’s cat ears and tail, looking agitated by their presence specifically- then again, when didn’t Ryxo look agitated? The girl wrapped her arms around Daxion’s neck and closed her eyes seemingly growing tired*

*He cradled her, summoning paternal instincts even he didn't know he had. Once in his room, he waited for his Master.*

*It didn’t take long before there was a knock on the door and Ryxo entered with Master Anrol. The little catgirl looked up at the two other adults with a confused head tilt, which was responded to with an uncomfortable look from Ryxo*

(I don’t know anything abt your Jedi Master OC, so is it ok if you do that one?)

(I kinda need them to converse. Here's the info you'll need: He's kind and calm, but he can be ruthless in battle or in conversation. He uses metaphors when teaching lessons, and speaks with a low, smooth voice that calms the minds of those who hear it. He almost always has a smile on his face, and he is especially gentle with children. He treats Daxion as an equal rather than a subordinate, often speaking to him as if he were a close personal friend and not his apprentice)

(Ok, that’s fine. Thanks for the info)

Anrol: Daxion, I hear you brought back a child? *The Twi'lek’s eyes landed on the cat girl, who was sitting on her knees by Daxion’s feet, and a hint of amusement flashed through them* and now I see that you have *Ryxo looked away in the background, ducking his head into his pauldron as his shoulders hitched slightly* Where did you find her?

(Sorry, it's just easier for me, I can still do it if you really need to)

*Daxion looked up.*

"Master."

*He bowed his head. He then patted the girl's head. He pointed at Anrol.*

"That's Master Anrol. He's my teacher. And that grumpy guy is Ryxo. He's one of my friends."

(He doesn't want to use the term "soldier" around her in case she's had bad experiences)

(Nah, that's ok mate! I just didn't want to screw up any lore, I've had people ask me to rp as their characters before and then go "erm, actually, they're not a ___, but a ___", y'know? I'm gonna respond to those questions and statements in the other comment you made too, if that's ok. makes it easier for me lol)

"Yes, Master... I was hoping you knew what species she was?"

*The girl looked up at Anrol and Ryxo, beginning to approach them but backing away after receiving some mixed signals (a smile from Anrol and a scowl of "don't you kriffing dare" from Ryxo). the Jedi Master kneeled down and slowly approached, frowning lightly as he examined her*
Anrol: I'm not quite sure, I've never seen anything like her. Does she have a family? *the tooka girl, who had hidden herself behind Daxion's legs, slowly crept out from behind the human and edged towards the tall Twi'lek, sniffing him before (like she had done earlier) biting the Jedi master's sleeve*

*He gently pried her off, using the Force to retrieve more berries from his shelf and giving her the tube.*

"No. She doesn't even know what parents are. She thought they were a kind of food."

*He held her in his lap.*

*Anrol smiled and laughed a little bit as he watched the girl hop into Daxion's lap and eat up the berries*
Anrol: | suppose that complicates things *Anro! looked at the girl, extending a hand* hello, little one. Do you know anyone else like you? *the cat girl blinked a few times, tail swishing, before shaking her head no*

*Daxion continued brushing her hair.*

"You can hold his hand. He won't hurt you. He's like me, but with funny head-tails."

(Note: Daxion would never DARE call Master Anrol's lekku "Funny," but right now he's trying to entertain the child. Not like Anrol would even care - like I said, close friends. Banter like that is common)

*The girl giggled and purred again, jumping off of Daxion’s lap and going over to Anrol. Daxion looked down at his robes and saw that they were now covered in dust and fine hairs. So she sheds too, eh? She really is a cat! Ryxo looked away again, ducking his head into his pauldron as his shoulders hitched and jerked forward again. Anrol pet the girl with a soft frown, thinking hard*
Anrol: do you know of anyone else like you?

*He waved Ryxo out of the room.*

*Ryxo blinked before silently nodding and leaving the room. Anrol sighed and pet the girl behind one of her ears, making her purr*
Anrol: her mental age doesn’t seem to match up with her physical one, does it? Do you have a name, child? *The girl looked up and back at Daxion, as if asking for permission to speak to Anrol*

*He nodded to the child.*

??: What’s a name? Does it taste good? *Anrol laughed slightly and looked at Daxion with a smile before looking back down*
Anrol: no, a name is not food *the girl’s ears drooped and her tail lashed behind her as she pouted* let me rephrase; what do people call you? *both Jedi watched as she let go of Master Anrol and walked back over to Daxion, resting her head on his knee and looking up at him*
??: People call me “thing” or “demon”, and scary hood man called me “my perfect little project”. I ran from scary hood man *her ears and tail prick up as she smiles brightly at Daxion* more berries?

(It's okay, and if there's anything wrong I'll try not to be rude about it. It'd only be major things, Anrol's still a new OC so I'm still working everything out. No lore to screw up, at least not yet, besides him being Daxion's master)

(excellent heheheh)

"Hood Man?"

*He retrieved another capsule (he has like fifty of them).*

"What can you tell me about this hood man?"

(My brain went to Count Dooku- is that correct?)

*The girl followed after Daxion like a cat, right on his heels, weaving between his legs like a real Tooka and jumping into his lap when she was given the berries. Anrol also seemed concerned at the prospect of Dooku or some other Sith possibly being this “Hood Man”, eyes narrowed in thought. The girl swung her legs as she ate the berries, the strong Force presence she had carried with her finally making sense*
??: *with a mouthful of berries* he’s big and tall, with a long face. He said something about his lord being “pleased with my progress” *she paused and looked up at Daxion, purple juice all over her face* what’s a “Lord”? Is it food? Or is it like a beetle?! *her eyes suddenly widened and shone with excitement as she brought up the topic of beetles*

(I- How’d you get it so fast, wtf-)

(He's the only guy I can think of who wears a hood and would have any purpose for a tooka that can shapeshift into a girl)

"It's not food, and it's not a beetle. It refers to a Dark Lord of the Sith. The Sith are bad guys. Really bad guys. They hurt people all across the galaxy. The Jedi, like me, are here to keep them from doing that."

*He placed a hand on her shoulder.*

"This hooded man you speak of is also a very bad man. His name is Count Dooku, and he's hurt lots of people."

(fair point XD)

Anrol: Daxion, we can't be sure yet that it's Dooku. for all we know, it could be another Savage and Maul situation *but the girl frowned, swallowing her berries and thinking. her ears twitched and drooped slightly and her tail swished. her long, matted hair hung in her eyes and over her shoulders, dusty from the planet's rubble and made of a texture somewhere between fur and hair*
??: *softly* scary hood man said I was gonna do good things. he said the Jedi were gonna stop me from doing good things and start teach me bad things. he said if I was took, I need to go to Krell and his clones or the Croissant Guard *she looked up at Daxion with a blank look in her eyes* what's a "Croissant Guard"? and what's a "Krell"? and what's "Clone"? are they food? or are they like beetles?

"The Clones are the guys in white suits. Krell was also a bad man, pretending to be a good guy. The Coruscant Guard are a Clone Legion, though I haven't any idea what they have to do with this."

*He held the girl firmly. His tone dropped to a more serious level.*

"Listen here, little one. What the hood Man said was not true. The Sith are evil. They want to destroy the galaxy, and hurt people like you and me. The Jedi want to stop them. We do the good things."

*He turned to Anrol.*

"Master, I am sure it is Dooku she speaks of."

*Anrol nodded, a hand on his chin in thought*
Anrol: I am inclined to agree with you. We must report this to the council
??: So the clones are the big beetles? like the one who walked out after you nodded?

"I guess you can call them that. I think I see the connection between Clones and Beetles."

*He turned back to Anrol.*

"Master, if you can report to the Council, I would like to question the Coruscant Guard. If they're involved in some way, I would like to know how."

*He turned to the child.*

"And another request. If Dooku mentioned teaching her, then it's possible that she's Force-sensitive. If she is, can you put in a request for me to train her as my Padawan?"

*Anrol tilted his head at the training request, looking at the little girl, then Daxion, then the girl, and back at Daxion with a light frown*
Anrol: she's too young mentally to be a Padawan, Daxion, and physically too old to be a youngling. I highly doubt that the council wouldn't allow it

"But Master, you always say I should be open to the idea of teaching the next generation of Jedi. Well, this is me showing initiative."

*He stood up and stepped closer to him.*

"If Dooku tried to convince this girl that the Jedi were evil and that he could train her to do things, then she needs to learn how to use her abilities for good. No other Jedi would take her, and even if they tried, she wouldn't let them."

*He pointed down to the girl, who was now wrapped around his leg.*

"At least ask them. No harm can come from it."

*Anrol looked at the girl, who smiled at him with her purple stained lips and pointy little teeth, before sighing and nodding*
Anrol: I'll see what I can do *the girl smiled as she was smiled at, licking the juice off her face as best the could and wiping the rest away with her hands. she looked up at Daxion and smiled, a rumbly purr resounding in her chest*
??: I'm gonna stay with you forever 'n ever, right?

(She is too precious I can't even-)

(in the story I have for her originally, she calls the clones beetles because they "have a hard shell on them that protects their insides")

(Quit making her cuter I'm gonna explode if you don't-)

(mwahahaha n e v e r )

(NOOOO-)

"If the Council allows it."

*He picked her up.*

"We should probably give you a name. How about... Elise?"

(In this RP Daxion names her. Canon-)

(indeed)

*The girl's ears pricked up and her eyes sparkled like diamonds before the turned back into a tooka cat, climbed up his leg to get into his lap, and turned back into a girl to wrap herself around Daxion in a hug*
Elise: *purring* are you my new master? scary hood guy said he was my master, but now I'm with you! * . . . she didn't understand the concept of a grey area, did she? Elise rubbed her head against Daxion's cheek and giggled, still purring loudly* are we gonna go see the Croissant Guard now? and more big beetles?

"We can see the Coruscant Guard, but you can't mention Dooku or Krell, okay?"

*He patted her head.*

*Elise tilted her head in confusion before nodding and smiling*
Elise: ok! *she yawned and climbed off, leaving fur all over Daxion's robes and shaking fur off into the air. how long as it been since she'd been groomed? would she be groomed? I mean, she was technically a cat, but she was also human. well, that'll be a problem for future them* can we see those beetles you were fighting with with the lasers? the ones that went 'pew! pew!'

"The Droids? I'm afraid not. We have to go see the Guard first."

*He turned to Anrol.*

"Shall I have the Admiral set a course for Coruscant?"

Anrol: yes, please. I am going to send a message to the council requesting a meeting to discuss the matter in person. that way everything discussed is secure within the Jedi council *Elise crawled off Daxion's lap and stood on her feet, wobbling as if she wasn't used to walking upright. Anrol steadied her with the Force, smiling softly at her* Careful, little one

"Come on, Elise."

*He knelt down and waited for her to come to him.*

*Elise darted over to him excitedly and wrapped her arms around his neck. she smiled, tail swishing happily*

*He carried her to the bridge, and approached the helsman.*

"Admiral."

(would you mind doing the admiral? just for a little bit, I'm planning on being the Corries and low-key need a bit of a break from background characters TwT)

*Tick and Ryxo were talking with the Admiral, probably discussing something or other about next courses of action or something along those lines when Daxion arrived with Elise. one of Ryxo's eyes twitched in, maybe annoyance(?) when Elise met his gaze and the two had a bit of a stare off. Tick looked back and forth between the child and his ARC before sighing and rolling his eyes*

(If you can do Daxion)

*The admiral turned.*

"Ah General Reylan. This must be the little girl I've heard so much about."

*He shot a sidelong glare at Ryxo.*

(oh, god 0-0''', uhh, ok)

Daxion: mhm, this is Elise *Elise looked at Tick and reached her hand out to touch his armor, making Tick lean back almost a comical amount to dodge the small hand* Elise, let's keep our hands to ourselves, ok? *Elise frowned and huffed into Daxion's shoulder*
Elise: I wanted to touch the big beetles though
Daxion: how about you ask first? *Elise remained silent, allowing Daxion to return to the admiral* Admiral, chart a course for Coruscaunt. Master Anrol and I have some business we need to attend to

*The admiral chuckled.*

"Yes, sir."

*He turned and began the preparations for hyperspeed.*

(Literally all I needed, was planning on a timeskip anyways-)

(oh, thank god- XD)

*Elise looked back at the clones with curiosity, and she leaned closer again. suddenly, she slipped, and would've hit the floor had Ryxo not caught her. and finally, finally, it made sense to Daxion why Ryxo seemed to have beef with this literal CHILD*
Ryxo: h-tch! *the ARC ducked his face into his shoulder to stifle the tiny sneeze before holding Elise out towards Daxion long-cat style*

*He took her back.*

"You're allergic, huh?"

*He sighed.*

"I am truly sorry. I didn't know."

*Elise looked confused as Ryxo shook his head*
Ryxo: 's f-fine, you dih- h-tch! didn't know *Tick looked at Ryxo and honestly, seemed just as surprised by the revelation as Elise was*
Tick: hey, you ok? go take a walk *Ryxo gladly took his commander up on that offer and headed off. Tick crossed his arms and stared after Ryxo with a blank expression* huh, you learn something new every day *Elise looked up at Daxion with big eyes, confused*
Elise: What's wrong with him? what's he doing?

"Indeed."

*He turned to Elise.*

"He's allergic to cats. That means he gets a nasty sneezing fit when they're nearby. Don't worry, it's not your fault. He can't help it."

*Elise frowned and buried herself closer in Daxion's hold protectively*
Elise: *grumbling* he wasn't doing that when I was watching you from the rocks
Tick: well, you're a lot closer to him now, eh? It's a proximity thing
Elise: what's a "proxim-ty"? is it a fo- *she's gonna ask if proximity is a food, isn't she, oh my god-*

"It's not food. Proximity is how close you are to something. For example, I'm in closer proximity to you than I am to the Admiral, because the Admiral's on the other side of the bridge while I'm holding you in my arms. Does that make sense?"

*Elise frowned and nodded slowly, leaning her head on Daxion's shoulder and closing her eyes. Tick looked at the sleepy cat girl and raised an eyebrow, (not-so) privately questioning the tweenager's intelligence. the clone commander shook his head and looked up at Daxion*
Tick: so, what're you going to do with her? is she gonna be, like, a pet, or something?

"She mentioned a scary hood Man. me and Master Anrol theorize that she was talking about Dooku. Whoever he was said he would train her to do things, and I believe that means she is Force-sensitive. I'm going to do a midi-chlorian test to see, and if so, Master Anrol has agreed to petition the Council to let her be my Padawan."

*He smiled down at Elise's sleeping form.*

"So maybe more of a daughter."

(Not me forgetting how to spell "maybe-")

(NO, ACTUALLY, THAT'S ME ALL THE TIME)

*Tick nodded slowly, taking in the information and processing it carefully*
Tick: so, you think she's Dooku's, uh, kid or something? forgive me, Sir, I've never seen Dooku before *interesting; why would Dooku say to go to Krell's men if they didn't know Dooku? was he counting on their general distrust of the Jedi to get her away from the Jedi order? but then how would she be able to get back to Dooku?*

*He shrugged.*

"Dunno. What I do know is, if she's Force-sensitive, someone needs to teach her how to use those powers for good."

*Tick seemed to be still having doubts, but he nodded and took a step back*
Tick: I am going to check up on Ryxo, sir. make sure he hasn't died, eh?

*He nodded.*

"Go ahead."

*Tick left, and Daxion was standing alone with the sleeping Elise and his thoughts*
**Which he was promptly jolted out of by a tap on his shoulder**
Waves: Hi! Cali and I saw you brought in a kid, and we were wondering if- *Waves cut himself off upon seeing Elise's ear twitch and his smile widened with a childlike eagerness* . . . she's so cute, oh my manda-

"Shh, she's sleeping."

*He brushed her hair.*

"Her name is Elise."

*Waves put a hand over his mouth like an “oh kriff, my bad” gesture and nodded, still grinning excitedly. He gently reached out a hand to pet Elise behind the ears, but pulled back as if he had touched a hot iron when she whimpered*

*He brushed her hair.*

"Can you tell Tango I would like to preform a midi-chlorian test on her?"

Waves: *brightly* yes sir *the clone looked at Elise one last time with a smile before heading off towards the med-bay with a smile. Elise continued to sleep, tail twitching lazily and one of her legs occasionally kicking out. upon further inspection, her tattered little dress might've once been something more expensive. it was brown, but that wasn't cause the fabric was brown, but rather just a very dirt stained white. her bare feet had tiny little paw-pads on the bottom*

*He brushed her forehead.*

*a few minutes later, Tango showed up, seeming probably the most calm of any of the clones as of recent*
Tango: Yes sir? oh . . . you've, got the cat with you?

"Yes. I'd like to perform a midi-chlorian test."

Tango: *nodding* sure. You think she’ll be still enough to let me clean and stick the test? *Elise squirmed in her sleep, kicking out her leg as she turned over. Tango looked at the sleeping girl skeptically and exhaled slowly* let me rephrase; do you think you’re going to be able to hold her still enough to let me perform the test?

*He reached out with the Force to calm her.*

*But Elise’s eyes shot open instead and she pushed back with the Force, turning back into a cat and jumping out of Daxion’s arms. She scampered behind Tango’s legs, hissing defensively*
*Welp, if anyone had been doubting her Force ability before, they definitely weren’t now*

*He sighed.*

"Nevermind on that test. She most certainly has Force abilities."

*He knelt down.*

"I'm sorry, Elise. Will you forgive me?"

*Elise the cat ducked behind Tango’s legs even further, only to let out a surprised yowl when she was picked up by the clone and handed off to Daxion*
Tango: oh no ya don’t. ~I~ have a patient that is allergic to you, and ~you~ are still dirty, carrying kark knows what- Ow! *Elise bit Tango’s hand with her sharp chompers, but Tango managed to not drop her*

*He took her, brushing her hair to calm her.*

*if cats could huff, they’d make a sound like Elise did before she buried herself back into Daxion’s chest, slipping beneath his outer robe to cuddle up in a warmer spot. Tango sighed (he seemed to do that a lot, huh?) and shook some of the fur off his gloves*
Tango: are you planning on bathing her at all? I am serious about her carrying diseases- plus, it’ll lessen her shedding problem

"Yeah. Have S1 sent to my quarters."

Tango: yes si- *the sudden beep-whistle-boop of S1 interrupted Tango, the droid making a circle and the sound making Elise peek her head out in curiosity* Yeah? What about Jexxon- wait, actually, why’m I even asking -_- *the medic sighed and rolled his eyes* where is he? oh greeeaaat, wonderful place to start an altercation. Thanks Shiny. General wants you in his quarters now, 'kay? *more beeps and whistles before the astromech looked over at Daxion and spun before heading off towards the Jedi’s quarters. Tango ran a hand through his hair and looked at Daxion, straightening back up to attention with that same urgency of someone that expected to be yelled at* sorry, General, sir. Um, Jexxon seems to have gotten in a, um, bit of an argument, so, um, if I may, can I . . . ? *Tango trailed off before making a go motion with his thumb*

"Go ahead."

*He padded after S1.*

*Tango let out a sigh (this time of relief) before heading off towards wherever the fight was. Elise the cat crawled out onto Daxion’s shoulders, placing her forelegs on his head and hinde legs on either side like she was riding on his shoulders. A few seconds later, she turned into a humanoid*
Elise: Why’s he so cross? And what’s a “Jexxon”? Is it another big beetle, like those other big beetles?

"I dunno why he's mad, and yes, Jexxon is one of my Clones. Now let's get you a bath."

Elise: *excitedly* is a bath food?! *Good lord, what was it with this girl and food? Was Dooku depriving her of food? No, he seems to care about her too much. Most likely it was because she had run away and wasn’t able to get her own food*

"No, it's where you get covered in water and then you're all clean."

Elise: *brightly* oh! That’s the thing skinny bald lady did to me! Scary hood man did that too after skinny bald lady disappeared, but he didn’t seem very happy during it *Daxion saw Ryxo coming towards them in the hallway before promptly turning around and speed walking around a different corner. Kylit, who had been walking behind, gave his vod a strange look, but followed him anyway. Elise draped her head over Daxion’s and flumped forewords*

*He took a left into his quarters, and to the bathroom at the far end, running a bath.*

*Elise looked on in awe, tail swaying behind her. Good news; she didn’t seem to be scared of the water like a real tooka cat! Bad news- well, there wasn’t any yet, except maybe that if this did become a master-apprentice relationship it might not be the most appropriate*

*Which is why he planned to purchase a nurse droid while on Coruscant while he was out. For now, he took the task upon himself.*

*Daxion now understood why Dooku didn't enjoy this process; Elise kept squirming, shaking water out of her ears and sending droplets flying everywhere until Daxion didn't know if SHE was the one taking a bath or HIM. eventually, the ordeal was done, and Elise sat on the closed toilet seat, wrapped in a towel and licking her wet tail as if grooming it*

(Sorry, at lunch)

*He was rummaging through his closet, coming to the realization that he didn't have any clothes in her size. Actually, he did have something, but they were Youngling clothes, and she would either be a little too small or a little too big for them. But he decided to take that chance. So he brought them into the room and handed them to her.*

(Np!)

*Elise looked at the robes, sniffing them tentatively, before routinely biting the sleeve in experimentation. she purred at the now familiar taste and took the robes from Daxion with the sleeve still in her mouth*

*He helped her get dressed.*

*They were a little ill fitting, but they were good enough for now. Elise purred, chewing on the dark outer-robe while her damp hair hung limply in her face. Tango was right; her shedding had more or less stopped, although the scent of wet tooka-cat still hung around. Elise looked in the mirror and stood on shaky legs*
Elise: I look like you now! hehe!

"Those are my robes from when I was a Youngling."

*He retrieved another tube of berries.*

"When we arrive to Coruscant, we're gonna get you some real food."

*Elise clapped happily at the berries, wobbling from where she had been holding onto a piece of furniture to keep herself upright and using her tail almost like a third leg to stabilize herself. Daxion seriously needed to teach her to walk upright, huh? speaking of, did Dooku not teach her to walk/stand upright? seems pretty counterproductive if he was training her to be a Sith . . . unless, he WASN'T training her to be a Sith . . . *
**and was instead training her to be a weapon**
Elise: Real food? are berries not real food?

(Fun Fact; Kangaroos actually use their tails like a third leg when they're kicking something, so that's where this is based on)

*He pushed that thought to the back of his mind for now. Instead, he nodded and smiled.*

"Berries are only one type of food. I mean 'real food' as in something more substantial than berries. Like meat and dairy."

Elise: meat? like, the fleshy insides of beetles? and what's "dairy"? Can I eat it?!

"Yes, that is actually food. Dairy is like cheese and milk."

*He picked her up, and started fixing her hair.*

*Elise squealed and clapped happily, ears twitching and unintentionally making Daxion's job 7 times harder than it needed to be*
Elise: Milk is good! good milk though, not nasty brown stuff cyborg man said was milk. yucky *a knock on the door was heard and Elise's ears swiveled towards it, staring at the door with lightning intensity*

*Cyborg man? Had she met Grevious too? And what was he trying to make her drink under the guise of "milk?" Whatever the case, at the knock, he turned to face the door as well, reaching out to unlock it remotely with the Force. He called out.*

"Enter."

*Calico shyly half entered the room while Waves poked his head in through the door, grinning*
Calico: We're, um, ap-pproaching Coruscant, s-sir *Waves looked at Elise, who was staring at him, and smiled widely. he entered the room fully and knelt down before the little girl*
Waves: Hey there, little kitten. I'm Waves
Elise: you're the big beetle that was wrapping the things around the tall bleeding people! *she looked at Calico with an equally excited look* and you're the big beetle that was hanging around the beetle that doesn't like me!
Calico: *mumbling* "beetles"? *the clone shifted uncomfortably under Elise's stare, just like he did under Daxion's- or anyone's for that matter*

"She compares your armor to the shells beetles have. And that's very good. You and the rest of the 403rd are off-duty until I return from the surface, unless you would like to accompany me."

Waves: what are you doing down on the surface? I mean- i-if you don’t mind me asking, General! *good news; it seems like the 403rd was finally beginning to warm up to Daxion. Bad news; they kept backtracking every time they said or did something they assumed would anger/annoy/piss off Daxion. seems like their fear of Krell ran even deeper than he'd thought, huh?*

"It's between me and Master Anrol. All I will say is, we have to speak to the Coruscant Guard."

Elise: mhm! speak with the Croissant Guard! *a voice from outside laughed upon hearing the words "speak with the Coruscant/Croissant Guard". Calico stiffened and shook his head quickly in a "that was not me, oh kark, oh kark, please, that wasn't me, I swear, oh kark-". Waves rolled his eyes and looked over at the door*
Waves: Somethin' funny there, Jex? *Jexxon poked his head in, wincing upon seeing Daxion in there and hurriedly standing at attention. his hands were shaking slightly as he stared straight ahead, and the Jedi swore he saw a bead of nervous sweat run down the clone's face*

"It's quite alright. It is rather adorable."

(sorry, I'm dumb, what's adorable? TwT sorry)

(Deeply, overwhelmingly cute)

(no, what is Daxion talking about XD)

(Oh- Elise)

(cool cool, tyyyy)

*but at that, Jexxon seemed a little . . . confused? had he, not been laughing at Elise's use of Croissant instead of Coruscant? but the seemingly confused clone caught Waves's eye and nodded, avoiding eye contact even more adamantly now as if afraid of being caught in a lie. Elise tugged on Daxion's upper sleeve with her teeth to get his attention, looking up at his with big yellow eyes*
Elise: can I touch THAT big beetle? or will he also act like the other one?

"Well, Ryxo was still a few meters away when he had his reaction. Maybe you can try."

*He held out Elise to Jex.*

*Jexxon blinked in surprise, awkwardly reaching out and taking the child*
Jexxon: oh, uh, ok, um, hi? what, uh, huh? *Elise wrapped her arms around Jexxon's neck and giggled, making Waves and even Calico burst into laughter (it was the first time Daxion had seen/heard Calico laugh too, so at least he now knew the clone was capable of it)*
Elise: *looking back at Daxion* He's safe! hehe!
Jexxon: 0-0 wait, what? safe- huh?

"Ryxo is allergic to her."

Jexxon: *eyes wide* wait, seriously? *Calico and Waves looked at each other in surprise. Jexxon looked back at Elise with an unreadable expression, although there was ABSOLUTELY a tiny bit of a smirk on his face* Well I guess I've gotta wipe myself down after touching you, eh? little ankle biter
Elise: *giggling* but I'm not biting ankles! *Elise looked up at Jexxon, smiling with pointy teeth* I bite hands and arms *Jexxon's smile fell and he very quickly set the tooka-hybrid down. Elise blinked in confusion and she looked at Daxion like "did I do something?"*

"We don't tell people what we bite."

*He picked her up and turned to Calico.*

"Prepare my ship for descent. I would like you to accompany me to the surface and assist in questioning the Guard. Waves, tell Tick he has command of the ship until I or my Master return."

Calico: *caught off guard* I- um, yes sir *Waves stood up, nodded and left the room after Calico, Jexxon following behind while wiping his gloves on his pants as best he could (probably to go see Ryxo, huh?). Elise didn’t seem to understand why she wasn’t supposed to say that, but for once she didn’t comment on it. Instead, she laid her head down on Daxion’s shoulder and chewed on her new robes. Do tooka cats teeth? I mean, maybe?*

*He carried her back to his quarters to retrieve some berries for himself, his lightsabers, and a comm link, then took her to the hangar, where Calico waited with his starfighter.*

(Fuk it let's say Cali takes a Y-Wing-)

(Works for me!)

*Elise shifted back into a cat for the ride down, curling up in Daxion’s lap as they landed on the surface of Coruscant. Calico met Daxion and Elise, startling slightly when she turned back into a girl, but otherwise their walk down to the Corrie Guard was pretty . . . Non-eventful? Was that even possible?*

*He stopped at a food stand and bought some food items for Elise, letting her munch on some [whatever the Star Wars equivalent of beef jerky is] as they walked down the the Guard headquarters.*

(It’s actually just called Jerky, but a few specific types are Nuna Turkey Jerky, Ewok Jerky, and Pitmaster's Choice)

*Elise gnawed on the Jerky stick, purring slightly as she found something that A. She could actually eat, and B. Would actually take her a while to eat. Calico followed a few paces behind, looking extremely out of place until they got within a block of the Coruscant Guard- and even then, the gingery teakwood of his armor color was very different than the maroon-ish red of the Corries’. Still Calico didn’t seem as nervous around the Guard than he did the general population, so I guess that was a plus. Elise looked around in awe, waving to Corries that looked at her and Daxion and receiving little to no responses. Elise’s ears twitched and swiveled in one direction, listening in sharply. She stared off for a few moments, face completely blank, before she turned back to Daxion and tilted her head*
Elise: What’s a “Hound”? *this time, however, Daxion didn’t need to answer*
Calico: Hound is th-the n-name of one of the ARF t-troopers. He w-works with m-massifs

*Daxion nodded.*

"Indeed. Speaking of, Calico, could you see if you can find Fox and Hound and tell them I need to speak with them in private?

*Calico nodded, but before he could even say his quiet little “yes sir”, a voice from behind cut him off*
Fox: no need *How did that saying go? “Speak of the Devil and He shall appear”? Well, maybe Fox wasn’t the Devil, but he did always appear when talked about*

"Ah, Commander. I was just looking for you. Do you happen to know where Hound is? I have to speak to you two in private."

*Fox nodded and looked over towards where a LAAT had just landed. Elise stiffened and clung tightly to Daxion, her tail lashing and ears pinning back. Fox blinked in just, absolute shock at the hissing cat girl, looking at Calico with what Daxion assumed was a raised eyebrows beneath the CCs helmet. Calico laughed sheepishly and shrugged, making Fox just sigh a tired dad sigh before calling over to the LAAT*
Fox: Hound! *one of the ARF troopers looked over before coming over, still holding his Massif by the leash* The General wants a word with us. Have someone else take Grizzer back