Accismus⋆౨ৎ˚⟡.• Anakin Skywalker⋆౨ৎ˚⟡.•

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The 501st legion prepared a carrier ship for the mission to Ahch-To. With its ramp laid open on the landing pad, clones packed supplies that would be required for the stay that could last a week or two. Captain Rex, the leader of the 501st team of clones, held a list of supplies that needed to be on the ship before take-off. Looking like the rest of his brothers, Captain Rex had blue details on his white armour, and a shoulder pad that signified his captain status.

'We have been able to secure seven tents, sir. Commander Adi-Mundi's legion seemed to have taken more than they have listed,' Captain Rex informed. Anakin looked at the tablet in his captain's hands and sighed at the lack of supplies left over.

'It'll have to do. Everyone always takes more than they account for.'

Sol made her way out of the ship and down it's landing ramp. She passed R2, who was beeping with a mouse droid that had wandered out of the temple with a message for the droid that would be on the mission to Ahch-To.

With her hair down her shoulders and her utility belt prepared for a mission away from the temple, Sol felt ready for a new planet. Her robes were washed, and she had unconsciously put more work into her appearance before she had stepped into the Coruscant city air.

When she and Anakin left the hanger to prepare of the mission, Sol stood in front of her bathroom mirror for half an hour. She fiddled with her fringe and brushed her long hair to flow down her back in light waves. She thought about the make-up that Padme would often wear, and how much a line of eyeliner could change the way she looked. But Sol had never come across make-up to purchase, so she would have to suffice with her normal, bare face. Besides, who was she trying to look good for, anyways? Sol couldn't convince herself that that was a good question to ask, as she knew that it was for Anakin.

Making her way towards the man who stood with his captain, Sol wished that she didn't have to talk to the Skywalker. Her nerves were on a high, so much so that Sol felt as if Anakin was a handsome stranger on the street, and that she was passing by with the strong urge to stare. Her steps were slow as she came within metres of him, and the thoughts of the event in the hanger was all Sol could think about. She pictured his tanned face that had raised to hers and knew that there was no way that her lips had gotten so close to his without his own advancement. Sol remembered how Anakin's eyes had looked up at her, enticing her to make the move, and she had done so without the thought of its consequences.

'Solaris? You okay?'

The Jedi hadn't noticed that she had stopped in front of Anakin and Captain Rex and was yet to say anything. She straightened her back and blinked to rid her mind of the hanger and to appear focused. Anakin's arms were crossed with his hands tucked behind his biceps, and he stood sideways to have a clearer look at Rex's tablet. The clone leaned his weight to one side and saw how Sol looked between the men with a tight jaw.

'The flight plan is set. It'll take the rest of the day to get to Ahch-To, so we'll be landing in the dark,' Sol successfully translated her information without a stutter or stammer. She hoped she didn't appear nervous and tried to centralise her anxiety to her fidgeting hands that were behind her back.

'That shouldn't be a problem, ma'am. The planet has a few islands, but they are mountainous. Perhaps we should stay on the ship for the first night,' Captain Rex said, and Anakin shook his head.

'That won't be necessary. We'll have the headlights of the ship. We'll set up the camp as soon as we land,' Anakin instructed before he looked to Sol. 'You know how to set up a tent, right, Solaris?'

'U-Ugh, yes!'

Sol knew how she sounded when she saw the look on Anakin's face. While Captain Rex looked down at his tablet, Anakin's lips curled into a smirk and his eyes sparkled with amusement. Sol wanted to shrink to the size of a porg and scurry over the edge of the landing pad to the depths of the city. Under Anakin's stare that she thought was mocking at first, Sol regretted exiting the ship in the first place. She could have just waited until take-off before informing Captain Rex about the flight plan, which he would then pass onto Anakin. But instead, she had embarrassed herself in front of the captain and Anakin all at once.