Rest and relaxation-
The EMP storm was cleared hours later and two battalions of clone troops and light armour were sent to push out the remaining CIS forces, while Charlie squad of the Jabiim campaign were escorted to the Republic medical frigate named "Ambitions" which was en route to coruscant.
The voyage lasted two days and by the end of the third the clones were settled into a small barracks in the depths of the mechanical world known as coruscant. Charlie squad was informed upon arrival that their replacements would arrive within a month and that they would be on leave until they arrived. Pinball was immediately sent to a medical facility, and has found unfit for further combat soon after.
Zeus spent many of his days working with weapons and updating his armour. Zeus marked his armour with a cross for every squad mate he lost, as well as every campaign he survived. Unfortunately his armour was covered in crosses, for Zeus had a long past of losing brothers, but he had always had Arch and Dozer since day one. Zeus was technically an ARC trooper but was never granted the rank after the intense training he went through, but he didn't complain, he had his brothers and that's all that mattered to him. Dozer did what he always did after losing a comrade, he drank, he drank until the pain was gone and stayed gone. Arch had tried to help Dozer's drinking problem but Dozer didn't deal very well with losing friends and losing his only escape from the reality of war. And so Dozer was allowed to do as he wished as long as he returned safely and without going too far on the streets. Arch played an important part in his brother's lives, he was their anchor, their Arch to lean upon when they were down. But this meant he was the most alone, he was forced to hide his fears, and depression because his boys needed him to be there for him. He would never admit it but he would often drink alone in privacy to help him along, he would also often stay up late into the night training himself pushing himself beyond his limits, for the nights were a scary time for those surrounded by death. They were a time of weakness both physically and mentally and Arch learned quickly that ghosts of the past were neither kind nor relieving.
Their final night on leave the soldiers packed their few belongings and hardened their souls for the upcoming violence they would endure, Arch just thought about the private ceremony they had held for their fallen, which involved their names being etched onto each soldier's armour and the burning of a small torch through the night which would be extinguished in the night creating a field of dulled embers. They were about to board their shuttle to the landing docks when a private ran up to them "Sargent CT-6782, you have new orders. Your leave has been extended in preparation for an invasion sir. They are forming a new battalion and you and your men are now being added to its ranks. It will be a couple of months before the soldiers are prepped, so stand by for further orders"

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I am clone
Science FictionFollow CT-6782 and his squad through the clone wars, and witness his story of survival.