Lover of fanfic and fanart but not creative myself. Just like the way fandom expands upon things unsaid, unexplored and unexpected. Fan of Fox, Rex, Cody and Obi-Wan Kenobi. Clone rights, Jedi positive, definitely adult, occasional nsft posts, clone shipper.
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Sith!Obi-Wan put in the way that literally he is a clone of a Sith Lord of some kind(Nihilus? Revan? Bane even?) that Darth Plagueisis not spelling that shit correctly, anyway, made. It was a long time coming project he had in the back burner thsr the bane line had going for awhile but no one could get it right. Well, Plague did it but Obi-Wan is just an infant and didn’t have the Kamino style cloning where aging was done more rapidly. And Palps was planning to off Plague anyway soon. Palps inherits the Sith clone that is Obi-Wan, but finds the kid is really naturally drawn to the light, no experiments on the baby are changing it. And he doesn’t want to raise a baby so he gets the idea to ship Obi-Wan off to the Jedi temple with a weak bht present force bond. His idea is to have an Sith apprentice in maul who will act as his assassin, while Obi-Wan growing in the temple will get him insider info and a ‘apprentice’ who he doenst have to worry about training. However, it’s still Obi-Wan, even if he occasionally has overlapping memories from the person he’s cloned from csuse the Sith is haunting his ass and giving him ‘wisedom’. While the force bond between Palps and Obi-Wan is legit an estranged or deadbeat dead trying to get info out of their teenage son regardless of age over text
Outta like the last physical remnant of Darth Nihilus,
But like because Nihilus was pretty much going strong as no matter the physical matter has very little of the Sithly influence, took it with them as a ghost, and instead is much more grounded with an agressive craving for hot beverages
I imagine he’d be a bit of a spoiled brat of an apprentice compared to maul. But for how spoiled he is compared to maul his greatest failure is that Obi-wan is easily content. Very low ambition, his lack of greed is sickening
Darth Nihilus and various other Sith ghosts (including the living Sidious) are trying to influence Obi-Wan, but he's not phased. One time he cried over a baby bird that had fallen out of it's nest. He saw a tadpole die and it ruined his entire month, he was crying so hard. The creché masters have learnt that giving him tea (fruit tea, baby Obi is too young for anything with caffeine) can make him stop crying.
This is embarassing for Nihilus - the other Sith Ghosts are judging him.
(Is this just the "What do you want to eat? - the souls of the innocent A Bagel NOOOOO Two Bagels" Meme? But instead of Bagels it's cups of Tea)
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Don’t be fooled by Dooku being in this one, I’m dedicating June to Mace Windu
What can I say except I LOVE this guy. I love shatterpoints. I love that he’s burdened with being the guy who has to make the unpopular decisions. That he chooses not to kill Dooku, the shatterpoint of the Clone Wars, because of love. That his choice torments him for the rest of his life. He’s carrying the weight of the galaxy on his shoulders. I LOVE Mace Windu.
Obi-Wan returns from the mission to Geonosis, having made a detour to kill a Sith.
Everyone in the Temple is expecting him to mourn someone who has been dead for two decades.
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Major Character Death
Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Ahsoka Tano, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Mace Windu, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Yoda
Obi-Wan Kenobi, Ahsoka Tano, Mace Windu, Yoda
Time Travel Fix-It, Multiple Time Travellers, Happy Ending, Darth Vader Dies, Movie: Star Wars: Attack of the Clones, Jedi Appreciation, Jedi Temple, Jedi Culture, Dai Bendu, Philosophy of the Force, Ahsoka Tano Becomes Obi-Wan Kenobi's Padawan, POV Ahsoka Tano, POV Mace Windu, POV Yoda, Jedi June Appreciation Event 2026
Excerpt:
Lean on his stick Yoda did, and sighed deeply. "Help you, I want."
"Leave me to it," said Obi-Wan. "I meditate. I do not want to see a mind healer, at least not right now. But I promise, I am dealing with it - in my own way."
With the kind of resigned calm that came from tiredness he did speak. Tired, Yoda himself was as well; to convince the young Master to come to Yoda's quarters, much effort took.
"Worried, I am," Yoda said.
Want to talk Obi-Wan did not. Disappear his presence from the Force for long times did. And when asked about young Skywalker - sometimes, anger there was in Obi-Wan, the kind that simmers for long if untreated it is. Anger at self, perhaps.
"Back from a difficult mission you are. Pushing yourself too far you are, as often you do. This tendency you always had, even as a youngling. Healthy, this is not."
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I'm working on posting some of the commissions I've done over the past year to Tumblr rather than just on AO3 (where I very definitely do NOT mention that there's any money involved in their creation!), so here's some Plo/Wolffe from last October for @valkeakuulas, who is awesome :)
« … you got this person and they’ve been through trauma, horrors, the end of their world, even. Maybe they break, maybe they don’t. But for years, it’s bleak. And one day, they wake up and they know: peace is possible again. Joy, even. That’s resilience. »
Thank you for the tag @adhd-coyote (forever ago I'm so sorry) and @the-lost-soldier <3
Echo was the only one who managed to stabilize Fox a little, even if he wasn't all the way there yet. Making him disappear for a length of time without telling Fox where he was… Yeah, Fives understood why Thorn wanted to wait.
Not exactly my last lines but I can't share those yet 😅
Npt @mereelskirata @hopefullyakotelife @stardustloki @rooksunday @ruposa @robininthelabyrinth @ithillia if you want to !
Qui-Gon and Yoda: "Time it is for you to speak your heart," Yoda said softly. "Past time, it is."
With a heavy sigh, Qui-Gon sat on the bench next to Yoda. He did not want to unburden his heart. Yet Yoda had a right to know the facts.
"He stayed," Qui-Gon said simply. "He told me he had found something on Melida/Daan that was more important than his Jedi training."
The events he's referencing from Obi-Wan's perspective:
1): "Qui-Gon, you must understand," Obi-Wan said quietly. "I've found something here. All my life, I have been told what is right, what is best. The path has been pointed out to me. That was a great gift, and I'm grateful for all I've learned. But here on this world all those abstractions I've learned suddenly fit into something concrete. Something I can see. Something real." Obi-Wan gestured back toward the headquarters of the Young. "These people feel like my people. This cause feels like my cause. It calls to me like nothing I've ever felt before."
2): Obi-Wan realized he had already chosen. He couldn't turn his back on this suffering. He couldn't turn his back on his friends. Even if it cost him everything. He would give that, and more.
"I'll be back," Obi-Wan promised, and took off.
Obi-Wan ran without stopping. He had to get to the ship before Qui Gon. He did not want a confrontation. If Qui-Gon tried to stop him, what would he do? He pushed aside the thought. He would just have to get there first. Tahl would slow Qui-Gon down.
3): His steps slowed as Qui-Gon caught sight of him. Obi-Wan saw the relief on his Master's face.
Qui-Gon thought he was coming to return with him to the Temple. The Jedi Knight stood by the entrance ramp, waiting.
Obi-Wan didn't give Qui-Gon a chance to speak. He could not bear to hear words of welcome.
"I'm not here to go with you," he said. "I came for the starfighter."
4): Obi-Wan grasped the rock of his conviction and felt his confusion drop away. Here on Melida/Daan he had met a reality that was stronger than anything he'd known.
"I have found something here more important than the Jedi code," Obi-Wan said slowly. "Something not only worth fighting for, but worth dying for."
Obi-Wan handed his lightsaber to Qui-Gon. "You may go, Qui-Gon Jinn. But I will stay."
It was as though the words hit Qui-Gon in the face, for he flinched. He stared down at Obi-Wan's lightsaber in his hand, not speaking. A great struggle seem to go on within the Jedi Knight's powerful body.
Obi-Wan had hurt him. He longed to take the words back. He could not. They had been said. He had meant them.
5): Obi-Wan stood next to Nield and Cerasi. It was a historic moment. He had helped to shape it.
He had no regrets about leaving the Jedi. He was home.
The Fandom:
The Text:
What happened when Qui-Gon was called to meet with the council:
Qui-Gon was in his quarters when he got the message that he was to report to the Jedi Council immediately. He was most likely being called to report on what had happened with Obi-Wan.
He rose with a sigh. He had returned to the Temple for peace. Instead, he was forced to relive the situation over and over.
Still, a request from the Council could not be ignored. Part of being a Jedi was recognizing that one's own wisdom had limits. The Council was made up of the wisest and best of the Jedi Masters. If they wanted to hear from Qui-Gon directly, he would tell them.
Qui-Gon entered the Council room. It was the highest room in one of the Temple towers, taking up the entire top story. Outside the windows that ran from floor to ceiling, the spires and towers
of Coruscant hovered below. The sun was just rising, brushing the clouds with orange fire. Qui-Gon stood in the center of the room, bowed respectfully, and waited. How would they begin? Would Mace Windu, whose dark eyes could burn through you like hot coals, demand his reason for leaving a thirteen-year-old boy in the middle of a war? Would Saesee Tiin murmur that Qui-Gon's actions had always come from an impulsive but giving heart? He had been called before the Council more than most Knights. He could guess at what each would say.
Yoda began the meeting. "Call you here on a matter of grave importance we have. Secret it is.
A series of thefts we have discovered."
Qui-Gon was startled. He had not been prepared for this.
What the council reprimanded Obi-Wan for on his return:
Ki-Adi-Mundi spoke up. "Obi-Wan, you have violated not only the trust of Qui-Gon, but the trust of the Council. You seem not to recognize this."
"But I do!" Obi-Wan exclaimed. "I take responsibility for it and I'm sorry for it."
"You are thirteen years old, Obi-Wan. You are not a child," Mace Windu said with a frown. "Why do you speak as one? Sorry does not make the offense disappear. You interfered in the internal affairs of a planet without official Jedi approval. You defied the order of your Master. A Master depends on the loyalty of the Padawan, just as the Padawan depends on the Master. If that trust is broken, the bond shatters."
The sting of Mace's words made Obi-Wan wince. He did not expect the Council to be so severe. He couldn't look at Qui-Gon. His gaze found Yoda's.
"Unclear your path is, Obi-Wan," Yoda said with more gentleness. "Hard it is to wait. But wait you must to see your way revealed."
I think the way that everyone in these scenes handles the situation highlights really nicely the huge and inherent difference between a Master-Padawan relationship and a parent-child one.
Anyone who has ever been in a parent or caretaker role agrees that leaving the child you're responsible for to their own devices in a place where they could get killed is a failure as a parent/caretaker. But in-universe and in-Jedi way of life, the point of the Master-Padawan structure is a training relationship. Obviously the Master must make sure their apprentice stays alive, but their prerogative is to teach them through example how to embody being a Jedi in the wider galaxy. And i think thats important for three points.
1) Saying "hell no you're not" and dragging obi-wan by the collar off the planet is what any reasonable parent would do. But not what a Jedi would do. A Jedi would not assert their own desires over someone's agency and moral convictions.
2)Heavily related to point 1, but Padawans are allowed to leave the order. Even if obi wan chose the seemingly worst possible situation to do it in, its his right and his Master can't take that away from him.
3) Padawans are a weird social category that seems to transcend adulthood vs childhood for the jedi. We see that in Mace's comment. A lot of fandom (including myself) seems to reckon with this by splitting the category into Junior (child) and senior (adult) padawan, but as far as i know that's not canon at all. Whatever standard of conduct Obi-Wan is held to at 13 is the same one he is held to at 25.
All that to say, it feels so wrong from our perspective to treat a 13 year old as someone with the cognitive and physical ability and agency to handle themselves in a warzone. And yet the council seems to suggest that leaving him was the right thing to do. Which is what makes it so fun to think about imo. Is there any way to make it make sense? Can we consider the training that initiates go through having matured him enough to make that choice? Is it really reasonable to hold padawans of that age to the standards of active members of the Jedi order and representatives of the republic? Or is the Jedi perspective the only one that would make leaving Obi-Wan the right thing to do?
Receipts to support your points (also from Jedi Apprentice 5: Defenders of the Dead, the first book in the Melida/Daan arc):
"How did you blow the deflection towers?" Qui-Gon asked Nield and Cerasi curiously. It was a question that had been bothering him since he'd heard the news. "You'd have to hit them from the air. But floaters couldn't do that job. You'd need …"
Qui-Gon paused. He turned to face Obi-Wan. Slowly, Obi-Wan pushed his chair back. Qui-Gon heard it scrape against the stone floor. Then he stood. He did not fidget or look away. He met Qui-Gon's gaze.
"So it was you," Qui-Gon said. "You took the starfighter. You took it knowing it was our only way off the planet. You took it knowing it was the only hope for Tahl."
Obi-Wan nodded.
Cerasi and Nield glanced from one Jedi to the other. Cerasi began to speak, but thought better of it. The tension between Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan was private. "Please come with me, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon said curtly.
He led the way to an adjacent tunnel where they could talk privately. He waited a few moments to compose himself. Bitterness had no place here. Yet he felt it surge within him. Obi-Wan had broken his trust.
He did not know what to say. His emotions swamped him. Qui-Gon recalled his Temple training with an effort. He would admonish his Padawan according to Jedi rules. First, he would describe the offense. It was the duty of the Master to do so without judgment.
Grateful for a guide, Qui-Gon took a deep breath. "You were instructed not to take sides."
"Yes," Obi-Wan responded calmly. It was the duty of a Padawan to agree to his fault without argument.
"You were instructed to be available to leave at any time," he said.
"Yes," Obi-Wan replied.
"You were instructed that Tahl's health was your first concern. Yet you endangered that health by taking our only form of transport on a dangerous mission."
"Yes," Obi-Wan agreed.
Qui-Gon swallowed painfully. "By doing all this, you not only put Tahl at risk, but the peace process on Melida/Daan as well."
Obi-Wan hesitated for the first time. "I aided the peace process -"
"That is your interpretation," Qui-Gon interrupted. "It was not your instruction. Your Master and Jedi Master Yoda had decided that Jedi intervention at this stage could only prejudice either the Melida or Daan, thereby sabotaging the peace process. You were told this. Is that true, Obi-Wan?"
"Yes," Obi-Wan admitted. "It is true."
Qui-Gon paused. He gathered himself to deliver the Jedi wisdom of the Master and Padawan relationship. How the rules had evolved over thousands of years. How the Padawan's pledge of obedience had nothing to do with power, but everything to do with the gaining of wisdom and the humility of service. How he was not here to punish Obi-Wan, or even to teach him, but to aid Obi-Wan's own journey and enlightenment until the day he grew to become a Jedi Knight.
As for reconciling modern sensibilities with Star Wars' treatment of children... I'm tempted to write a full essay bc it's a thing I'm passionate about, but i don't think my brain has the power for that rn so I'll limit myself to just the highlights:
"Childhood" as we conceive of it today is a very modern construct, and one that has a lot of limitations in its practice, application, and practicability
There's some genre stuff going on here that all star wars media struggles with to some extent; Star Wars was always intended to appeal to children as well as adults, and in children's media, children tend to be the characters going on adventures and engaging with the plot. Hence a large number of teenage protagonists in the expanded universe: Obi-Wan in Jedi Apprentice, Zak and Tash in Galaxy of Fear, Anakin and friends in Jedi Quest, Ahsoka in the Clone Wars, Ezra in Rebels, etc. etc. etc.
in order for children to frontline plot in media for young audiences, adults can either 1) enable shenanigans (Dumbledore, Gobber the Belch in HtTYD, etc) or 2) be incapable of preventing shenanigans, either by ignorance (the parents in Magic Treehouse, Secrets of Droon, etc) or powerlessness (Sally Jackson, Leif's parents in Deltora Quest, etc). They cannot protect, at least not completely. I think it would be really interesting to try to write a children's adventure/saving the world series a la star wars or deltora quest or whatnot in which the adults successfully protect the children from the plot; the part of me that says nothing is totally impossible says it must be doable somehow, but I can't personally come up with anything, at least in the last 8 or so years that I've been considering such a project and revisiting it whenever I have the time to try to come up with something
I recall reading something somewhere (great at citing my sources, i know, but if I find a link I'll throw it in here) about a conversation between Lucas and Filoni where Filoni was like "Ahsoka is a child soldier! She's going to be traumatized!" and Lucas was like "Ahsoka is a padawan. She's been prepared for this, and has the skills and abilities to do what she needs to do." And I think that's a bit of tension that lives everywhere in star wars, all the time, forever
I think it's really important not to forget that padme is 14 in phantom menace. "children" have had adult roles in canon since the prequels came out and reducing their agency is not a reading that is supported by canon
I'll make a separate section here for my personal conclusions, since no one has to agree with me on them, but my personal interpretation:
People exist on a sliding scale of capability, culpability, and agency. Everyone reaches different milestones in those things at different times in their life, aided or hindered in those developmental steps by their environment and personal temperament and whole lot else.
I think it only makes sense that the Jedi Temple would be a place that emphasizes cultivating agency and capability from a young age, so that when young Jedi become apprentices (which, in JA, happens at a pretty normal age for historical apprenticeship in most fields, actually) they would be prepared to act in the roles expected of a Jedi regardless of age. Just as a printer's apprentice would have tasks he'd need to do for the rest of his life as a printer-- sweeping, cleaning, maintaining the press, inking, typesetting, etc-- Jedi apprentices are expected to complete tasks that they'll need to be able to do for the rest of their lives as Jedi: negotiation, investigation, protection of the innocent, and, importantly, moral decision-making with an expectation of having considered the possible consequences of those decisions and chosen to accept those outcomes.
With that in mind, and the understanding that children do their best to perform to the level that they are expected to meet, regardless of actual capability, I think it makes a lot of sense that Obi-Wan, over the course of the Jedi Apprentice series and especially during the Melida/Daan arc, goes through experiences in which he has to make decisions about his own moral beliefs and then enact those moral boundaries, and has to learn what is in his control and what is not, and has to deal with the fact that while he made a choice for the right reasons and was able to do a good amount on his own, there are still consequences, both unintended ones and ones that he thought he had accepted but is now actually having to deal with. There is still broken trust that "sorry" is not going to be enough to fix, even though that very real sorrow goes to the very depths of his soul.
These are the kinds of decisions and consequences that Jedi deal with all the time, and if he has to grapple with them at a younger age than most, it's a result of his own choices, which the adults around him honor in order to allow him to cultivate his own agency. It's not just the Jedi; pretty much everyone he meets throughout the series expects Obi-Wan to act with the same moral authority as an adult, if not with the same level of reasoning. And part of that is going to be a genre thing, but part of it is also just... being a Jedi. Being apprenticed to a Jedi. Because a Jedi's trade is to steer the direction of nations planets, toward peace whenever possible-- but it's not always possible. And so an apprentice to the Jedi's trade is prepared, from the time they come to the temple, to perform the tasks and use the tools and make the decisions that are required in order to be an effective Jedi-- including decisions like "I want to leave this path and do something else."
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"You could say this is a Bad Batch of Dominos" Summer of Clones Event Cadet WEEK
Summary: My attempt for the Summer of Clones event! This is for Cadet week!
Word Count: 1,727
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This is my Tumblr version of the story I made on AO3, which is under the user Mystic_Nighty. Plus I wanted a version here just in case AO3 ever goes down for maintenance!
99 knew one thing since being decanted, it was that he'd only ever be a maintenance clone. Especially with how his genetic modifications were wrong, that compared to other alpha clones he looked way older. Even his wings were affected from it, making them more frail and fragile, a couple years ago he had snuck into an empty training area to practice moves he seen the other alpha clones do and when he did that he had accidentally popped a joint out of socket and sprained multiple parts in his wings, resulting in him and the other alphas to try to quickly fix it before any Longnecks found out.
But a plus side to his messed up genes, to him at least, was that he got to be around cadets. Though at this moment it was more specifically the "Bad Batch" and another group of cadets that he held dear to, Domino Squad. He loved and cared for them, being a support after hard and harsh training days, and even outside of training he cared for them and talked with them.
The maintenance clone was moving towards the barracks room that kept Hunter, Tech, Wrecker, and Crosshair. As he approached the door he could hear Wreckers loud and expressive excitement about the explosions he made during their individual training that day. Bringing a soft smile onto 99's face.
As the door opened he seen Wrecker laying on his back on his bunk despite how uncomfortable of a position it had to be on his wings, Lula tucked onto his chest as he moved his arms expressively while describing the size of the explosion that had been made, Hunter was listening while from his own bunk with his wings covering him like a blanket and eyes half-lided while trying not to fall asleep, Tech was using random scrap that he had found somewhere and a data pad and was combining stuff into a mini project with oil somehow in the tips of his wing feathers, and Crosshair was sitting on his own bunk cleaning the weapons he had used during his individual training with precision.
If another clone were to see them they'd assume none of the other three were listening to Wrecker, but 99 could tell with the subtle indicators that they were listening. With how Hunter would try to keep himself awake to hear his vod'ikas story despite being extremely exhausted, with how Tech would pause every once in a while and start providing logical reasons on how an explosion would become the size Wrecker was describing, and with how Crosshair would subtly glance away from the blaster in his hands that he was cleaning to watch Wrecker.
"Well, it seems you had a fun day ad'ika."
Almost instantly all four of the cadets snapped their heads in the direction of the door with a variety of intensity. Wreaker scrambled up from his bunk, gently setting down Lula, before running over to the maintenance clone and giving 99 a big hug. "99! I missed you so much! We haven't seen you in forever!" Wreaker exclaimed happily, even if the cadet was exaggerating and it had only been a few hours. The cadets wings flapping happily, wrapping around his elder Ori'vod in a blanketed hug.
"Well technically it has only been 4 hours since we last seen 99 since we seen him before we left for testing this morning and briefly caught a glance of him in the cafeteria." Tech adjusted the glasses that rested on the bridge of his nose, his wings ruffled and slightly puffed up, one of his hands held up with a finger up as well. Something he had seen older cadets and even a couple trainers do and began to mimic it. The cadet then looked up at 99 and curiously asked, "Speaking of earlier, who was that batch of reg cadets you were speaking with 99? From what I have gathered you usually are with us during our scheduled lunch times."
The mention of the event earlier that day caused Hunter to nod as the tracker scooted to the edge of his bunk, "Yeah, who were they? You usually are always with us but you seemed familiar with those regs.". Despite the fact that Crosshair hadn't said a word he was leaning back against the wall of their barracks, wings folded up behind him to not take up too much room. The snipers eyes filled with a subtle glint of curiosity, almost observing the maintenance clone.
99's eyes widened slightly, seemingly realizing that he had never mentioned the other group of cadets that he cared for to his vod'ika. The maintenance clones wings wiggled slightly as he limped over to a bunk, sitting down and let one of the four cadets behind him to preen his wings since he couldn't do it that well alone, feeling Crosshair moving over to scoot behind him to take up that task today. "Well, the group of cadets I was with was Domino Squad. They've been... having issues with working together, the trainers have been calling them a bad batch of clones for not doing well in that part of training and I've been quite worried for them. I overhead Mistress Se saying that if they don't improve by the time they're the age to take the citadel test that they'll become maintenance clones like me." he sighed wearily as his wings drooped, staring down at the floors as he murmurs quietly, "I don't mind being maintenance, but those boys have such good potential that would be wasted here... I fear that even if they become a maintenance clone that one of the scientists will find a way to decommission or recondition them..."
The mention of the decommissions and reconditionings made all the cadets shudder uncomfortably, their wings all puffed up in some way that showed their discomfort.
Though the discomforting tension filled the barracks room Wrecker perked up a bit, his wings lifting a bit from where they had drooped. "Wait, you said there's a group of regs that are also called a bad batch?! Like us?!" The young cadets enthusiasm at learning about this mystery group of cadets caused 99 to smile sadly and nod, knowing that the four young cadets yearned for connections outside of their batchmates despite the times they'll claim they didn't care about the reg clones and how they didn’t need a connection with them.
Even Crosshair seemed to be interested, if the slightest loss of focus of the snipers fingers cleaning through the maintenance clones feathered wings. Though the loss of focus was only there for a fraction before refocusing on his self assigned task.
"Yes... They're called the Domino Squad, and all five of them are batchmates. The trainers call them a bad batch due to how they're not doing well with working together as a team." The maintenance clones words trailed off in thought before asking quietly, "Would you four like to meet them? I believe they should be arriving back to their barracks by now so I can go grab them if you wish? I was meant to head over that way anyways, their youngest batchmate usually needs my help with cleaning their wings and getting stuff out of the feathers."
The four cadets glanced at eachother silently from where they were all perched in different areas of the room, silently communicating in a way 99 wouldn't be able to understand due to them having their experiences with training together despite him being their fifth batchmate, well technically first batchmate. It took a few moments before Hunter, the elected leader of their response, to nod.
"I think it would do some good. Maybe we could teach these regs a thing or two about working together." The cadets wings were puffed up, but not in discomfort, but in pride. That he and his brothers would be the ones teaching regular clones something despite other regs claims of the modified cadets being not considered clones due to looking different.
A smile tugged on 99's older face, the maintenance clone waiting till Crosshair was finished with his wings before pushing himself up. Grimacing a bit as his body popped and cracked with the movement. Which caused Wrecker to run over to use his strength to help his Ori'vod up.
"I'll be right back then... Please try to not get in trouble while I'm gone.". It was only after receiving a response from all four cadets that 99 left the barracks. Almost instantly hearing a crashing noise come from behind him, which most likely meant that Wreckers wings accidentally bumped into the project Tech had been working on.
After what felt like hours, but was really only 15 minutes at most, the maintenance clone returned with Domino Squad in tow. 99's wrinkled hands gently yet quickly nudging the five into the room and closing the door behind them so that they wouldn't be caught. All nine cadets stared at eachother, an awkward silence settling in the room. It lasted for a moment before Droidbait walked over, his wings tucked behind his back as he stuck his hand out towards the modified cadets in greeting, a smile on his face. "Hi! My name's Droidbait and these are my batchmates Hevy, Cutup, Echo, and Fives! What are your names?"
It took a while but eventually all of the cadets were scattered throughout barracks room. Somehow Fives was completely silent and asleep despite him normal having issues falling asleep, resting against Echo while his twin observed Crosshair clean his blaster, though 99 knew that younger twin was able to finally sleep due to someone else being able to keep watch. The maintenance clone knew about the younger twins fear of the long necks taking him and his batch away if nobody kept watch for them, the fear building due to how they had issues with working together. Though 99 also knew that all of Domino Squad felt safe with the "Bad Batch", especially since Hevy looked almost as if he were to fall asleep as Hunter cleaned his wings up, understanding how much weight leading not just their squad but also their batchmates through trainings was a struggle and how hard it was.
A smile graced 99's face as a thought came to mind, yeah, they'll be fine now. They've got eachother.
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