#foxmoon2025

My dear @yunyun160 🫶 I know nothing about Chibi art, but I hope I can bring you a smile with my first try, because as I saw your lil tired Tech I got inspired and have to thank you now! 🤩✨ The whole scene is also basically my own situation, drowning in everything and getting some distraction Foxes 🦊♥️ And I have too few caf AND lemonade (and hot chocolate and chai latte and…) 🫠

@thats-marshal-commander-caf 🫶 Am I right thinking you referred to that amount of caf by some... certain experience 👀☕️🔥 when it comes to dealing corr(i)ectly with a level of stress that is able to suck caffeine directly out of the veines? 🦊☕️

Have close ups on chibi cuties 🥰

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Taglist: @bixlasagna @returnofthepineapple @sunshinesdaydream @covert1ntrovert @general-ida-raven @vrycurious @dystopicjumpsuit @chaicilatte @groguandthebadbatch @ladylucksrogue @spaceyjessa @morerandombullshit @freesia-writes

My Fox Fun Folks 🦊: @thora-sniper @feral-ferrule @nika6q @foxwithadarkside

My Chaos vode💥: @ghostymarni @lonewolflupe / @lupealicious @wings-and-beskargam @eclec-tech

For those curious, March 13-14th will be a total lunar eclipse, which means Earth's shadow will pass over the full moon, making it seem red, hence the name blood moon.

To see if you will be able to see it, here is a link

Interesting fact for potential inspo...Coruscant has 4 moons

So I am certain this does happen on occasion. Here is a photo of how it looks on Earth over a city, I can only imagine it is much more impressive over Coruscant!

The reason Fox had to take the lead on this mission was because Stone had been incapacitated by a stray bolt during a otherwise contained riot in the holding cells. He had not left the medbay when Fox had entered the ship taking the diplomatic squad away from the city so they hadn't been able to to talk about any insight parameters Stone had probably gathered an not yet not written in the reports.

Of course Fox bucket is destroyed in the line of duty. It's no beast sweeping it off his head, no surprise attack from on planet separatist sympathizers, no rock thrown at him by natborns who might be scared and take their misplaced anger out on the clones. It's a combination of chance and just plain bad luck.

The Commander is scouting ahead instead of guardiang the rear end of their little company when the earth beneath his feet crumbles and a creator opens without any prior warning. It's like gravity ceases to exist before doubling down and trying to slam him down. He tumbles into the mouth of the earth but before it can swallow him whole the reflexes honed and drilled into every clone during countless hours of simulation on a planet that didn't have any land mass insure his survival by registering big roots to grab onto. Fortunately his fellow troopers are quick to pull him up and the ones close to the Senator are smart enough to evacuate them further away from the scene.

First Fox is only worried about the tidious process of requisitioning a new bucket and the even more tidious process of recalibrating and personalizing his HUD. He doesn't know it's gonna be a long long time before he'll ever see the unfiltered world again. Of he'd know he'd probably stared a bit longer into the bright sun but right now it's only making him dizzy. Might also be due to a concussion but he's got no time for this when the communicator on his vambrace indicated he's to return to Coruscant as quickly as possible and hand over this mission to his SIC, a capable young trooper Stone talked about fondly.

Fox follows orders. He hands over command of this security detail to the Lieutenant and marches back across the treacherously peaceful open fields after getting the obligatory permission to depart. The sun is at its highest and its heat is making his vision swim. Without a bucket to thermoregulate and filter toxins from the sticky air it's getting hard to keep track of time.

The second he arrives back at the ship he's breathing more heavily than he should which has him flagged by the medic left as part of the skeleton crew. They quarantine him into medbay of the ship. Fox is a bit confused but the artificial lights and recycled air feel soothing to his senses. That is until he catches sight of his face after taking off his armor to switch to medical gowns. His skin is flushed from the heat and his gaze is hazy. What actually makes him nervous is an irregular clusters of spots stretching across his nose and cheeks. The medic enters in a hazmat suit. It would be just his luck to escape death by pit fall to get swiped by am exotic virus the one time he leaves the close to sterile environments of Kamino and the Senate.

The medic test him for various pathogens. He doesn't actually feel that bad except for the consistent headache. Breaking a fall using your head might do that to you. The medic tells him that his brain activity seems out of the normal range but they can't identify anything from the blood samples. Still they have to let him get back to his duties. The medic doesn't have any solution to the infection making his head hurt. They give him a spare bucket to reduce the strain of external stimuli. They advise Fox to keep wearing it with the additional goal to minimize any potential risk of infection for the crew, even is so far not one of his brothers showed any symptoms themselves.

Back on Coruscant the head aches persist. So does his fear to make one of his brothers sick. First Stone and Thorn try to joke about Fox developing an attitude. They only start to worry when he stops to quip back snarky insults "I've installed beauty filters on my HUD to not have to see your ugly faces all the time" and actually keeps wearing his helmet around their private quarters without a grumbled "I can't stand the smell of your shampoo anymore". It takes them several rotations to corner Fox and make him tell the whole truth of worrying he will always pose a risk to his brothers. They relent their teasing. Once they tell Thire the Commanders agree on not showing their faces outside of their private quarters to make it appear like a valid rule. To not ostracized their brother and cover his otherness. "You are not any less capable now, if you hadn't told us about the silent infection we'd never noticed." The head aches persist. He never looks into the bright sun again.

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Rex is still reeling from the events of the last rotation. His mind refuses to indulge thinking about all of the ways everything could have gone horribly wrong if any of his brothers would have followed orders like they were trained to. No, like they were programmed to.

After making sure Fives wouldn't suffer lasting aftereffects of being drugged and the medics banning him from their med bay he basically sprints across the city to the Guard HQ. He'd seen Fox more or less staggering out of the warehouse after deactivating the shields separating him from his ARC. He'd been focused on his man and Fox had been accompanied by his own. Now though he has to see for himself how their city boy is doing. His ori'vod hadn't looked into his eyes in a long time.

The trooper manning the reception takes one look at his blue armor markings and tells him to get karked before Thire appears out of the depths of the base and wordlessly yanks him across identical corridors. They end up in front of a medbay. But this one looks like it's seen the aftermath of a campaign gone horribly wrong.

The medic talks to the only patient present, sitting on a bare cot. Fox is still in full armor and Rex briefly wonders how the haran they are doing medical check ups like this when the dark visor swivels towards Thire and him at the door.

"It's safe Commander, we are sure about this. We've been sure for a long time now and there is really no other way to do the scan. You don't risk anyone's life but your own. And we need you to stay with us."

The medic chances a look at Thire and they seem to communicate silently. They huff loudly and Thire nods in return before they both turn to leave the room.

"I'm sure Captain Rex would love to hear his ori'vod's voice without a vocoder, Fox."

Fox seems to consider Thire's quip by looking at a report in his lap. Rex steps closer to him and reaches for his hands.

"Hey old city boy, care to show me your ugly face?"

Fox huffs at the familiar banter. He once again fixes Rex with a state. The tension seems to sap out of him when he can't find any resentment in his little brother's posture and feels his steady hands on his left vambrace.

"It's good to see you too, Rex'ika."

Fox rasps while he lifts his bucket in a slow, uneasy motion. Rex notices the gravel the vocoder usually smoothed over in his brother's voice. He stares at his ori'vod's worried face. The deep exhaustion tinting his skin grey. The freckles spreading across the bridge of his nose. And tackles him into a crushing hug before he starts giggling.

"When did you ever see the sun on this neon infested city? Did you think you could hide looking cute forever? Bly will be so jealous!"

Written for @foxmoonevent2025 combining the prompts for Day 1: BRIGHT + CITY. Not sure how much they actually came through here but it's 11:30 pm and I wanted to post for this event and forced myself to actually just write something I might not end up being satisfied with. Might edit tomorrow.