A Warriors Weakness (Malereader x Ashoka)

Arc 1 Chapter 13

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Returning to the young with dealing with an unprecedented turn of events, as his anger could be shown through even the thickest of smoke. as the two argued with each other, on the situation ahead

Grievous: calm down *koff*

(y/n): calm down how can you want me to call down we have no surveillance of where Cora and grieve-tan are, and you WANT ME TO CALM DOWN

staring into his distant eyes with a menacing intent filling the room with a brief silence

A4: what the young master is trying to say is, that the Jedi may have another motive than to capture your master

Grievous: bahhh doesn't matter they will all die screaming

(y/n): and what about Cora and grieve-tan

Grievous: do whatever you want, *koff* it doesn't matter there all trapped inside

(y/n): yes d...master

Grievous: remember Jedi use tricks to win you'll need to outsmart them, *koff* when you found them bring them here we can't afford any more distractions

A-4: we will need to run repairs so you won't have any back up the manga guards are still charging

Bowing in his response, moving to the armored. quickly dressing in his gear with long pants and a compression long sleeve shirt with his two lightsabers, to finalize his look with his mask, before sprinting down the halls

(y/n): *Cora come in..........are you there....*

(probably dead )

(y/n): shut up, if they were ready would know

*(y/n)!*

(y/n): as long as her voice echo in my mind she's Alive

Ha you're getting some backbone

Turning on around the corner he could spot the door, blown off its henges still smoking hearing voices inside

Tutso: now, now ladies, we promise we aren't here to harm anyone just need information

Cora: and like I've told you were aren't telling you shit

Tutso: such a filthy mouth on one so pretty, Maybe I should clean it out

Looks like we've found our Jedi

(y/n):*now we just need to find a way in*

Noticing the man-sized vent near the floor of the wall he snapped it off its hanged crawling through leading to the ceiling of the room

This seems oddly familiar

Grieve-tan: you think that a Jedi can intimidate us

Tutso: I'm afraid if you won't cooperate, we can find other means to get you two to talk

Before they could retort, the media wielded his lightsaber using the force to cut the shaft, falling causing the sith to tumble out with the clones having their weapons drawn

(y/n): ouch...

(your an idiot )

Boxer: don't move!

Tutso: ah our main event has appeared, bind him

Grieve-tan: do not touch him *stands*

(y/n): sister... I'm fine