Captain Rex x Reader

Most Impressive

Running was all you could think to do for the past few days. You had set up a protest against the clone wars, but things got a little messy.

Even though you managed to stay mostly out of trouble, the Republic still sent out their dogs to pick up everyone's scent. And you just knew you were on the list.

You were highly skilled in agility, so avoiding the clone troopers on the higher levels of Coruscant hadn't been too difficult. Now that you were running on fumes and had descended to the lower levels, things got a little more tricky. There had been multiple times where a whole squad of troopers had almost caught you.

You knelt down and extended your hand to a loth-cat that was rummaging in some trash. It smelled your hand reluctantly, then rubbed the top of its head on you. Before you had time to bask in its cuteness, you heard a noise behind you. You ducked behind some crates before the figure got close enough to see you.

It was another clone trooper. But this was different- he was alone. He had weathered blue paint all over his far-from-pristine white armor, and a pauldron over his left shoulder. His helmet visor was modified to be different than all the regular clones you had seen before.

He also walked with an air of confidence you couldn't recognize in anyone else.

His difference piqued your interest. He definitely wasn't like the others, for one reason or another. His appearance definitely signifies some kind of higher ranking. Captain, perhaps?

He had almost passed by you, but once he was directly in front of the crates he stopped. Even though you couldn't see his face, you could feel his eyes squinting in inquisition. You reached your hand to your blaster, careful not to move too fast.

Slowly, he turned his head towards you. Your heart pounded and you gripped the handle of your blaster.

Suddenly the loth-cat from either made a noise in the other side of the alley, and his attention snapped away from you. This was your moment to attack.

You sprung out from behind the crates, grabbing the clone from behind, locking your arms around his neck. He struggled, but you used your smaller body to your advantage by letting your entire weight hang from his neck.

This made him lose balance, falling over backwards. You were able to spin around him and hover over his chest. You ripped off his helmet.

He looked surprised... and maybe a bit astonished. Despite you having seen so many clones, you'd never seen one's face up close before. Turns out they were quite attractive. Chiseled jaw, golden brown eyes... and this one had buzzed-short blonde hair atop his head.

"Impressive." He said, relaxing his face. How dare he!

"What do you people keep following me for, huh?" You spit in his face.

"Little lady, you seem to be on a list of suspects for organizing a violent protest at the Jedi temple." He said overconfidently, as if he were the one holding you on the ground.

"I'm not part of any protest." You said. "Besides, if I was, my work wouldn't be so sloppy."

"So you were there, huh?" He said.

"I didn't-" you started. "I never said that."

He chuckled proudly. "I think you just did."

He started trying to get up, but you managed to hold him down.

"All right, all right. You know I just have to do my job, right? So why don't you just make it easy for me?" He said.

"You've got the wrong person." You said through your teeth.