Sad Machine {RexXocXAnakinXFives}

Chapter Three

All over you

         Ceres bounced on the tips of her toes as she stood beside Obi Wan, the doors out of their transport shuttle opening before them. Obi wan arched a brow at her jittering but didn't comment on it, nodding at captain Rex, who came to stand beside Ceres. Anakin trailed after him, glaring at the young woman who seemed completely oblivious to his anger. 'Always such an undignified thing,' she mused internally, grinning when Ahsoka and who she assumed to be Commander Cody joined them. Wandering down the platform, they were met by none other than Master Plo Koon and two clones who stood slightly behind him and on both sides. 'Master,' Her heart hurt as her yellow eyes landed on the older man, memories of his late padawan swirling through her mind. 'I haven't seen him since,'

Ceres stumbled blindly through the torrential rainfall, the cold dead body of her sister clutched tightly to her chest. She had forlorn following orders in hopes of saving her yet, she had still failed. 'With great power comes great sacrifice,' she remembered the words she had been told by her father as a child though she hadn't realized at the time how deeply his words would effect her.
She wanted to get her to the temple, needed to get her to the temple, to the people that loved her and would honor her in death. She had been loyal to the order even after the rest of her family had turned away from the light. She, who stayed even though no one would trust her, she who fought so hard and for so long despite her youth. She who-,'

"Well, if it isn't young Ceres Black," Ceres' felt her heart skip at the genuine happiness in the masters voice. "How considerate of you to join us once more," her body tensed, panic flooding her veins at the displeasure in his voice before he stepped forward to embrace the white haired woman. "It's good to see you," her arms seemed to move on their own accord, wrapping tightly around the older master.

"It's good to see you as well, Master Plo," she offered him a smile she knew he couldn't see. "It's nice to finally be meeting again on good terms," she continued, taking a step back and ignoring the curiosity that burned in those gathered around them. "Though I must say, I'm not confident these are actually good terms and not some kind of punishment." Plo Koon laughed at the distrust in her voice stepping forward and placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Come now, Ceres, whenever have I mislead you?" He arched a nonexistent brow before turning his attention to those gathered behind her. "The council has sent me to finish escorting Ceres, though they did request your presence Obi Wan." Anakin and Obi wan shared a look before the older man stepped forward to join them. After a brief glance in Ceres' direction Plo Koon turned to Obi Wan. "You go ahead, we will catch up to you and join you in the council room." Obi Wan hesitated briefly before nodding his head in dismissal to the foursome that he left behind. Plo waited for the red haired man to walk away, his dark eyes turning back to the trio who stood behind him. "Commander Wolffe, Sergeant Sinker I would like to introduce to you Jedi Knight Ceres Black, she will be joining the war as a general. She will most likely be placed with myself, General Kenobi, or General Skywalker." Ceres opened her mouth to argue but assumed her sisters old Master was forewarning her of decisions that had already been made by the council. 'Even after I failed to save Theia, he still looks out for me.'

"General," Wolffe spoke, he and the man beside him saluting the armor clad woman. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, sir," she looked to Plo Koon with an arched brow before turning back to the duo. Wolffe had the same standard hair cut as Echo though for some reason he seemed different compared to him, more appealing. 'He's been aged by war unlike Echo who is still new to all this,' 'and, he's ya know, got a cybernetic eye.' She grinned to herself before looking to... Sinker? The man having a rather unusual haircut. He had more brown than gold eyes with a clean shaven face and two red brown streaks of hair that went from the front of his head to the back. 'How... strange,' Plo Koon placed his hand lightly on her shoulder, glancing over his shoulder to find Ahsoka hesitating.