Tales of Jedi and clones

Collection of Star Wars oneshots.
Don't own Star Wars obviously.
Pretty dark & not getting better.
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Rex normally doesn't take his time to think. He thinks on his feet, follows along with the action, never misses a beat. He's a soldier, he thinks logically, in battle strategies and calculations. He doesn't do...contemplating. Except it's the middle of the night on another godforsaken planet in the middle of this godforsaken war that is literally the only reason for the existence and death of his brothers, and one day himself, and he's not on patrol nor selected for any other nocturnal duty in their momentary camp. And so Rex is left contemplating because he cannot will himself to sleep. And it's not even because he'll hear the screams of his dying brothers again or because he feels like he owes them to stay awake and actively remember them. And so he sits and wonders. - Slaves of the Republic
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No matter how much she longs for peace and quiet at the side of those she holds dear, she cannot go there yet. Her path is a different one. Not because fate or the force or a Master told her so, but because she wants it to be. She's still spiteful enough to fight, not resigned enough to pull back and be idle in the presence of tyranny, too young to step back and hear justice's call fade to silence. She follows it. And as much as she wants to walk after him, talk to him, go with him, peacefully and quietly - this is his place, however it got that way, and not her's. Knowing he's here, alive and safe is enough. Probably too much already. They'll never get that knowledge out of her, not over her cold dead body. It's better if she doesn't know why he's here, what he's doing or if he'll stay. She watches him leave, unsure if he noticed her, and then turns to follow her own path. Tatooine disappears from her view port not a day later as Fulcrum jumps into hyperspace on a new mission. - Different paths