Barriss x Caleb one-shots

Master Ti Part 1

Krell stuff done, Ti stuff starts.

"Master Shaak Ti, it is good to see you again. I trust you've kept this matter extremely confidential."

"Of course, chancellor."

"Ahh, good. So this is the clone that has caused so much alarm."

"No. No you drugged me. She..."

"There there soldier, don't strain yourself."

"Sir."

"Guards, let him down please."

"Now trooper, what brings you before me?"

"The chips, chancellor."

"Chips?"

"These were removed from both clone troopers. Clone trooper fives claims they are the cause of the problem."

"Those are inhibitor chips, which are placed in clones to make them less aggressive and more compliant to orders. I tried to explain to this clone that they are placed in them for their own good. But he removed his chip nonetheless."

"Our own good? This thing they put in us malfunctioned in clone trooper Tup. I removed his and analysed it. There were signs of rapid decay."

"And we are sure that this has nothing to do with the virus."

"No. We still do not know for sure what caused trooper Tup to kill. We only know that his chip failed, and now this clone has removed his own chip, which makes him a risk to himself and others."

"I'm not at risk. Sir, they're covering something up, I know it. If it's not them, then it's a separatist plot. They used this chip against us to make us more violent than less."

"A separatist plot from before the war even started? That seems unlikely don't you agree master Shaak Ti?"

"It does, chancellor. It seems very unlikely."

"It is absolutely impossible. What we have here is a single malfunction to one clone's inhibitor chip caused by a virus, separatist plot or not."

"Perhaps it would be best, if clone trooper Fives and I discussed this, without your presence."

"Please Master Jedi, trust me. I will not be alone. I have my security here. I want this soldier to feel, he is having a fair say on this matter."

"Now, where were we."

Enough. It was time. The scenery wouldn't barge a second longer. This, was the only chance. Henceforth, this would be the day of change. The destruction of the Seperatists. The end of the war.

"Master, I hope you can forgive me."

(2 months ago)

"Padawan Offee, you are thereby sentenced, to death!" Tarkin proclaimed.

She stood, empty. Rudimentary convictions wholly dismissed as her brain chartered the ruinous future for the order.

"Imperious Jedi council, can't even decode the clear hint!"

The destruction, the ruins, the remnants. Everything she had plotted was altered to a loquacious squabble of futile. The idle incompetents of spurning had been engraved with failure, and after the tangible foreboding of death, there were meagre scants for hope.

"What was the point?"

Her attempts would unveil insufficient as the treacherous schemes had proven her guilty for the temple bombing. She'd simply succumb to authority, while mindful of engraved thoughts for peril, aware of the full truth behind the chancellor.