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Random Moments - Part 2
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Bly eyed the large chocolate cake.
The cake seemed to be eyeing Bly back.
“It’s like a battle of wits” said Rex in a hushed voice.
“If that’s so, …” whispered Wolffe “my moneys on the cake”
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Fox strode into his office.
The small single heart shaped chocolate on his desk caught his attention immediately.
He eyed it for some time before smiling to himself and unwrapping it.
He popped it into his mouth and sighed happily as it melted on his tongue.
“You know chocolates are good for the soul?” said a voice from the doorway.
Quinlan leant lazily against the frame grinning mischievously at Fox.
Fox tried not to smile himself.
“There’s more where that came from right?” he replied in his best business like voice.
“Always” laughed Quinlan walking over and sitting on the edge of Fox’s desk, he folded his arms across his chest and looked intently at him “but you have to earn them first cyare.”
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“Ah Kriff” Rex hung his head as he spoke.
He knew what was coming.
The clankers were all destroyed.
They were on a high battlement, of which he knew they needed to be at the bottom of ASAP.
He looked up to see Anakin and Ahsoka ambling over to him with innocent looks on their faces.
“I’ve got a jet pack” he volunteered.
Both Anakin and Ahsoka looked at his back, their grins finally breaking onto their faces.
“You know your'e not wearing it Rex” quipped Anakin unable to hide his glee.
“Which means …” Ahsoka’s eyes sparkled.
“Ah Kriff” repeated Rex.
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“You should really let Bariss look at it Commander” Luminara’s voice was soft.
The battle had been hard, but was now over, the troopers and their leaders homeward bound.
“I’m fine” came the strained reply.
General Unduli inclined her head as she regarded Commander Gree’s leg.
“And yet …?” she gestured at him taking in his pained expression.
“I’ll be gentle” offered Bariss from his side.
“No, no, its all good, I got this really” he winced even as he spoke “just a strain”
“I could still help, and you were limping quite noticeably Commander. It is obviously causing you much discomfort”
Bariss reached for his leg but Gree’s hand shot out and caught her by the wrist.
“Sorry” he muttered, letting her wrist go “it’s all good really”
Luminara let out a heavy sigh and fixed her clone commander with a compassionate stare.
“If it is just a leg strain, then why so bashful Commander?” she smiled in what she hoped was a reassuring way “Barris wants to help you”
Gree bit his bottom lip and looked up at Commander Offee who gently rested her hand on his shoulder.
“Please let me help Gree” she said softly.
Sensing that this was a situation that was not going to go away any time soon Commander Gree gave them a defeated frown before bowing his head.
“S’ not my leg” he muttered reluctantly.
“But you were limping” replied Bariss.
Gree placed his hand over the injured area in question as if to protect it, he grimaced once more.
“S’ really not my leg, and it is just a strain” he repeated stubbornly.
“Oh” said Luminara after a few seconds, her hand covering the gentle smile that played on her lips as she looked at her Commanders hand resting over his cod-piece.
Bariss caught up a few seconds later and Gree was treated to another soft “Oh”
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Kit leant into Bly’s shoulder as he marvelled at just how much food his clone mate was actually capable of putting away.
Aayla watched on attentively, enjoying the sight of Kit’s unbound tentacles massaging Bly’s shoulder and upper chest, gently rubbing away at the blue skin paint of Bly’s fancy dress costume.
“You are both so beautiful” she said softly as she moved forward to stroke a tentacle that had found its way behind Bly's neck to his other shoulder in a possessive caress.
Kit leaned forward to pull her closer to him, so that the three of them were all connected.
“Yes, you two are definitely in a lot of trouble when we get home” teased Kit running his fingers lightly over the feline ears of Aayla’s outfit.
“I’m looking forward to it” replied Aayla, finally dragging her hand away from the tentacle to slide it down Bly’s bare chest even as she leaned in to give Kit a light kiss. “but first let’s enjoy the party”
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“Don’t move”
He froze on the spot.
She was stood directly in front of him, close, looking at his head.
There was obviously something there that shouldn’t be.
Under his helmet Bly swallowed hard, imagining all sorts of wretched things that could have dropped silently from the jungle canopy onto his helmet without him knowing.
Her face softened.
He felt it was safe to speak.
“What is it General?”
“Something that deserves to live” Aayla breathed in wonderment.
Bly couldn’t help himself and scowled under his helmet.
“Please tell me it doesn’t have more than six legs this time?” He made it sound like sarcastic jest just in case any of the rest of the squad were listening in, but he knew Aayla was aware of his feelings toward arachnids.
She smiled brightly at him “It’s a butterfly Bly” her eyes shone as she looked back at it. “It’s beautiful!”
Bly relaxed and smiled under his helmet, but didn’t move.
He couldn’t see the butterfly, but he didn’t want to scare it away, he was enjoying the view in front of him far too much.
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“Rex, do you ever wish you had Force powers?”
The question came out of the blue as they stood atop the blustery mountain watching General Skywalker giving instructions to his R2 unit.
“Sometimes” muttered Rex, smiling ruefully.
“Would you want to be a Jedi? What would you want to do with your powers?”
Rex opened up his thoughts to her as he glanced from Anakin to her and then at the bottom of the mountain.
“I see” she laughed as she nudged his shoulder with hers playfully.
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Wolffe woke up.
Various muscles complained painfully at him.
He eased his sore body up into a sitting position as the bed covers slid gently away from him.
The battle had been hard fought, he’d known he would pay the price today. That said, it was all light duties today, mostly paperwork and report manifests.
The change in pace would be very welcome.
His nostrils flared as the scent hit him.
Glancing over at his desk he took in the sight of the steaming coffee and the doughnut sat next to it.
Wolffe shook his head and smiled.
He loved his General, he really did, and despite the fact that he knew he had never given Plo the code to his room, not that it would make any difference to a Jedi, he still marvelled at Plo’s timing in such matters.
It was as if the Kel Dor knew exactly when Wolffe was due to wake up.
How did Wolffe know it was Plo who had left the hot beverage and sugary treat?
… well, no one else put a straw in coffee, only his beloved General.
Wolffe chuckled and clambered out of bed.
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“Clouds are pretty”
“Yes”
“Why don’t we spend more time looking at them?, I mean seriously, amazing things”
A soft hand rested on the side of his head.
“I think that one up there looks like Master Yoda” he continued.
A thumb absently stroked his temple.
“Don’t you think so? Oh hey…” his voice trailed off as he focussed on the beautiful face that loomed into view above him instead. “You look worried?”
She smiled down at him.
“Do you remember what happened commander?”
Apparently his head was resting in her lap, he tried to move but a hand gently pushed at his shoulder making it quite impossible
“Mmmph” he breathed as he squinted in concentration. “Explosion?”
“Yes. You were thrown and hit the rock face”
“It hurt”
“I suspect it did commander. You hit your head”
“Ahhh” he sighed wistfully, his gaze leaving her face to look back up at the sky above them.
“Clouds are pretty”
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Kit awoke with a start, his heart pounded in his chest.
Another bad dream.
His breathing slowed however as he took in the sight of his two lovers snuggled up together next to him.
His beautiful Aayla and his beautiful Bly.
Yet again Kit thanked whatever gods were listening for bringing these two souls into his life.
He loved them both so much, more than words could ever say.
Time passed, he was not sure how long as he just watched them both sleep, his eyes roaming over Bly’s enticing tan skin with the striking yellow tattoos adorning it and the delicate blue skin of Aayla.
He breathed in their combined scent and rested back down, the bad dream long forgotten.
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