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Y/n, an ex-Sith turned Jedi, and Rex, a Captain in the Grand Army of the Republic. How can a relationship like theirs work? Yet alone work on the battlefield of war? And on top of the war consuming the Galaxy Jedi aren't supposed to form attachmen...
Original source: My brain, inspired by George Lucas' Star Wars.
Synopsis: Obi-Wan and Y/n, alongside their clone Commanders, must deliver vital relief supplies to a group hiding on a Separatist occupied planet.
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To help those in need is to help oneself.
A galaxy divided by war.
Several planets have been invaded by Separatist forces. But not all who occupy the planets are at peace with it. Some want to stand up for what they believe but are unable to do so.
Receiving an urgent communication from a group of civilians hiding on their own planet, Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi has been dispatched by the Jedi Council to run a covert relief aid mission.
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Finally I found the man I was looking for. I took off down the hallway to meet his side, immediately slowing to match his slow walk. He didn't even acknowledge me by his side, rather just kept his eyes scanning over the list he scrolled through on the data pad in his hand.
I opted to stay silent, if that's how he wished to proceed towards the hangar. He made the turn, myself not far behind him. Finally he looked up, a smile crossing my face seeing Wolffe and Cody packing the transport shuttle filled with the supplies the council had asked Obi-Wan and myself later on to deliver to one of the countless worlds the Separatists were currently occupying.
"Is everything set, Commander?" Obi-Wan directed at Cody as we drew nearer.
"All set, General." He nodded, placing the last of seven crates in the space.
"Very well." Obi-Wan replied, nodding his head back at his Commander. My head lolled to the side, waiting for him to address my presence. I silently couldn't wait to rub it in his face. "Y/n." He finally called to me, turning around to face me. "Do you need something?"
"Apparently you're the one that needs something." I all but snorted, folding my arms over my chest. A smug smirk formed on my face when Obi-Wan frowned at me, not understanding what I was getting at. "The Council thought it would be a good idea if Wolffe and I tagged along on your relief mission."
"The Council told you to tag along?" He asked, his frown growing, his arms folding to copy me.
"Apparently they think it would be best to send two Jedi since it's to a Separatist occupied planet." I explained, uncrossing my arms as I walked towards the transport that Wolffe and Cody were waiting for us on.
