Always (Crosshair x Jedi Reader)

Part 3

The following morning flew around as if on swift wings. Not that it really mattered to (Y/N), she'd been a wake for around an a hour of so when the alarm went off. The thunder storm outside seemingly drawing her in. She was already dressed in dark robes, ready for the day ahead, almost excited for what was to come. To (Y/N) it was an honor to train the cadets, especially since they would also be serving under you, no other Jedi had such a chance, instead either Jango Fett or other hired bounty hunters would train them, while their training was overseen by Shaak Ti and the Kaminoans. In (Y/N)'s hand was cup of caf, her attempt to regain her energy ready for the meeting in less than an hour. The data-pad with the information on lay next to her on the seat near the window, the room was dimly light, if only to stop the nightmares of the war to haunt her.

As for the four cadets, they woke with the alarm Tech had set. Wrecker complaining loudly helping to wake them up, even if he did miss the clock with the small box he'd thrown at it. Crosshair commenting with his normal snide and sarcastic comments, where as Hunter seemed far more alert than the others, as if he'd been awake for hours. Tech on the other hand seemed happy his tweaking with the clock had worked. Each of them head to the mess hall, heading for breakfast or what the Kaminoans classed as it. Upon entering the hall, the tired whispers met them, excitement from cadets of all ages. As Tech had predicted all of them knowing the young Jedi Knight was there, although none knew the true reason she was there.

Other than the tired whispers the trip to the mess hall was uneventful, the same jabs and insults thrown in their direction from the regs, the same long necked cloners walking the halls, reminding all clones of their place as their property and the schedule they all had to keep to, as if they could forget it. As normal the four sat on a table by themselves, the other cadets making comments as they passed the table. Getting little reaction besides Wrecker glaring at them, occasionally Tech would correct them on something they'd said wrong, effectively giving them a lesson.

"Bet the Sad Batch doesn't get special treatment with the Jedi" started a cadet about the same age as the four sat alone at the table, as the room fell into silence, the ordinary clone hadn't spotted the Jedi Knight in question enter the room to personally retrieve the four clones, most looking to her as if intrigued or curious why she would join them, when most to visit eat alone in their quarters.

"What's your name trooper?" asked (Y/N) from behind the cadet, causing him to whirl around upon hearing the feminine voice. Upon turning he come face to face with the young Jedi, learning quickly she wasn't as expected. He soon answered with his number. "That's your number, what's your name?" added the young Jedi, being sure to specify the difference between the two, yet she didn't seem bothered by the quietness of the room or that most eyes were on her. He soon looked confused at her, clearly showing he didn't have a name, to which sadness and pity could be seen shining in her eyes, clearly the lack of a name effected her, something each member of Clone Force 99 took notice of. She soon let the trooper leave, refusing to do anything further, thrust leaving her at the end of the table where her four cadets sat rather quietly. "Finish up and meet me in the corridor" added (Y/N) before swiftly leaving, the moment the black and white doors closed behind her the chatter started again. Yet this time the conversation was on the Jedi and the connection between her and the four clones she had spoke to.

"Well this is going to be interesting" spoke Tech, analyzing the information he had gathered from the simple and short encounter. Hunter and Crosshair looking to their little brother, where as Wrecker seemed happy to ignore everything and continue eating. "It appears we wont have much trouble understanding her. Although that hologram does her little justice" added the younger of the four, complimenting her without really realizing it, although Hunter seemed to have picked up on the change of tone.