"What is it that you want the most?"
in which a former jedi falls in love with a clone captain and is confronted with her past, while trying to find out who she really is.
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"I have a bad feeling about this.."
"And I don't see how that's a pa...
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ANGER IS NOT THE JEDI WAY
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FUNNILY ENOUGH, KEIRA found herself in between Echo and Fives awakening again from the night before.
She didn't remember much, but the her surprise, and.. demise, the conversation with Rex was stuck in her memories, causing her to curse underneath her own breath. She was beyond angry- not just at herself but him, for simply walking away after she told him, that she loved him, when she poured her heart out for him, something that didn't happen often.
With a low groan, she got up from her cuddled space in between her best friends, when Fives turned around, snoring like a bike- loud and deep, causing her to roll her eyes.
She was drunk, yes. But they were wasted.
Something, she wanted to be, but instead, she walked back in and said her goodbyes, not even caring about the looks she recieved- while avoiding Rex as good as she could in her drunken state.
Kix was worried about her, when he watched them leave and her stumble back in to say goodbye, so he had apologized himself as well and walked her home, or at least.. into her old and dusty apartment, when she had told him, that they would all get in trouble, even Rex, when they arrived completely drunk back at the clone facility, so she offered them to sleep in her home.
Hesitantely, he took the offer, and got back into the bar- and when they arrived completely drunk at her home, Keira had cleaned everything- the dust was gone, and every little insect was either extinct or out the window.
"Fuck..", she mumbled, before looking at the clock. It was nearly 6 O'clock, meaning, that they all had to be fresh and cleaned up for their duty at seven. "Get up!"
Instead of an answer, a groan and a big snore erupted, causing her to mutter nothing nice under her breath, looking around.
Kix wasn't there anymore.. So he'd.. Maybe he's able to wake them up.
"I'm sorry.", he said, sighing. "But as the Doc, I have to do my duty and prepare everything for the funeral."
Funnily enough, life wasn't to great or nice to Keira herself at the moment.
"You can't leave me in doing it all alone..", she said, her voice desperade. "Sent Cody, or anybody."
"I will sent Rex.", he said, and simply hung up, completely off and utterly weird behaving.
Before Keira even had the chance to say anything, he was gone. Gone like the wind.
Meanwhile, Kix was walking around in the obduction hall, trying to prepare Lancelot- but to his misery, the handsome bounty hunter that laid yesterday at his table, was gone. Without any hint of a break in or anything else, his body was gone.
