Cadets

(aka trash children, chaos children, and children who understand 98 is getting graded on this)

Inspired by @thefoundationproject! Closeups under the cut:

Beorian Bacara & Noldorin Rex just after the Aglareb - this sprang into my head and refused to leave until i drew it.

Windfall Exchange fic by WinterComet!

Kenobi always said the Force had a sense of humor. He wasn't lying, 17 thought, staring in resignation at the five cadets in front of him.

~or~

And the creche masters check in on the Coruscant Guard and treat them like people, which gets noticed by the various parents who also take their kids to the various dessert places that the Jedi travel to.

I want to see a little girl give Commander Fox a little care package. She put cookies, some fruit, and a little stuffed massiff in there for them. She's got a gap in her teeth and she wants to be just like them when she grows up. Her parent stands nearby, a little embarrassed to be bothering the guard, but hopeful that he'll humor the girl.

Fox has trouble finding the words to say, but manages to say something appropriately gracious. He accidentally promises to let her use some of their paint if she ever gets armor of her own. So. She's totally going to pout (and tooka-eye) her way into a miniature set of toy armor next chance she gets.

The stuffed massiff becomes the unofficial mascot of the Guard. They have a little chair for it and everything. (The chair was from a doll collector's collection - it got put into Guard lockup when the previous owner was found dead in their home, killed by a jilted lover. The chair was thought to be the murder weapon, but it was actually the dollhouse bed. Hound quietly kept the chair from going out to trash or to auction.)

One of the creche masters gives the Guard some extra blankets and also maybe sews them all quilts, that's a really nice mental image. The blankets are very soft and warm, well-worn fabric imbued with the joy of generations of younglings.

The blankets were originally for Grizzer, but the Guard took them instead. There are a few spots and stains that never quite washed out, but they don't care. They're nicer than anything else they've ever slept on, and they even have fewer nightmares. Productivity goes up, too, so they're able to justify it. Not that anyone asks, but just in case.

The Coruscant Guard is still eternally exhausted and emotionally abused by politicians, but they have a bright spot now in their dreary lives. And maybe the creche masters send them audiobooks to listen to while on shift. And one time, a creche master instinctively used their preschooler voice on a senator who was being snotty to one of the Guard, and the senators are maybe just a little less likely to be insulting in the Senate Dome. You never know if a Jedi might be nearby, and that would be mortifying.

"Remember, we don't use our no-no voice with our friends" or something like that. Senator Whatsface never lives it down.

I want to see a very soft helping hand help lift the Guard up, but also a slow tread up that incline. It takes time to heal those kinds of wounds, but having Jedi allies from the beginning could also help keep it from getting quite so bad in the first place.

A look at the General and Commanders of Green Company

[Podfic Link] | Length: 10 minutes, 7 seconds

Original Work: That Feline Feeling by Project0506 [ @thefoundationproject ]

Clone Wars: Cody, Rex, Ponds, Bly, Wolffe, Obi-Wan | Rating: T

Summary: 

When Wolffe's Jedi brings trinkets back from temples, bad things happen. (AU of Soft Wars AU)