A Recovering Jedi

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3rd Person POV

The men of Vetera's company were getting ready to go celebrating that their General was recovering and were planning on getting back at the...monsters who had done that to their General and made her lose control like that. Fives was nursing a mug full of spiked caf, thinking about how close Vetera came to death while he was waiting. She had to change her hair style, she had buzzed cut the hair that grew on the left, the side they removed the chip from. she had cut the rest to chin length. He missed her old hair cut, but this new one had some charm, but it just reminded him of how she had something that made her into a monster in her head. He had been scared for her, watching her attack her fellow Generals, smacking the men aside with her paws, her fear when she was in the medical bay of the Duchess and her deteriorating state in the medical center on Corusant. He knew if it hadn't been for Ralim, Cruiser, Overkill, Sentry and himself, Vetera would have been killed by order of the Chancellor to her doctors. He didn't understand why the Chancellor would order something like that when they need every Jedi and soldier they can get to fight against the Separatists. He sips his caf, knowing that Vetera will join them when she was ready.

Ralim was talking with Overkill and Cruiser, along with Krux who was cleaning his old General's lightsaber. Krux had told the story, his General had been killed by Ventress and Krux tried to take her out with both blaster and his General's saber. But he ended up getting a scar across his chest for his efforts. Krux hadn't let that saber out of his sight since and the Jedi had allowed him to keep it, since it was clear he wasn't going to return it since it was his last link to his General. Vetera had helped convince the other Jedi to let him keep it and it had won her more respect from the men,

Meanwhile with Vetera

Vetera was in the refresher in her room, wondering why the Separatists chose her to be their prototype "attack dog" in more ways than one. She was currently in her room, in her body glove. She was looking in the mirror, tracing the scar on her temple where the chip was removed, feeling the hairless side of her head along with the scar.

"Why was I the one chosen to be...a Jedi killer experiment?" she wonders out loud as she looks at her reflection, seeing a faint outline of her wolf form behind her. But it looked regretful and sad for what it was forced to do, like she did.

"I'm glad I can think clearly again and control myself again. But who would order something like this and why? I know for certain it was the Sith, but I don't think this was Count Dooku. He was still a Jedi around that time since I was still a kid at that point." she says as she thinks. She knew she should go join the men, so they can to 79's and leaves the refresher before going over to the stand that was holding her armor. She begins putting it on, before sighing once the last piece was on and she clips her helmet, blasters and sabers to her belt. She leaves her room and begins to head to where the men are. She soon arrives and her men cheer, clapping when they see her and they had all painted a Loth-Wolf over their hearts, making her smile at that.

"General, I believe I promised you we'd get drinks at 79s after we get you fixed up." Fives says.

"So you did, Fives." she says as she smiles before her and her men head to 79s together. She was surprised, seeing Anakin's company, Obi-Wan's company, Plo Koon's, Luminara's, Kit Fisto's there too, along with their Jedi and Ahsoka. 

"Wh-what is this?" I say softly, before I felt Cruiser's hand on my shoulder and I turn to look at him.

"You had everyone worried, General. They're just here to celebrate that you're fine and recovering." he says, making me nod in understanding. As I walk forward into the building, I was receiving pats on the back from Clones from all the battalions here.

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