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My reputation of being the meanest and gruffest Commander was well earned, after all my Wolfpack and I always got the job done, we were ready to meet any challenge, any problem. Nothing was ever too difficult for us.
I’m not afraid to admit, I’m proud of my men, proud of my General, I was even proud to be the Commander of the 104th, and that’s all I’ve ever needed. All the fancy amenities or luxuries that some troopers tried to sneak on to their ship, was never something I wanted or even dreamed about.
That was until one fateful day.
It was nearly eight months ago now, when I was back planet-side on triple zero. It was a rare moment when I had an afternoon off, nothing to do, no reports to prepare, sign or double check, no meetings, no invasion plans needing to be double checked. I took the opportunity to just go for a walk around Coruscant. I just wanted to be alone, I wondered what it would be like to be a civilian for a few hours. Eventually, my feet led me to one of the rare parks of Coruscant. I stood there and watched several couples and families, relaxing on the lawns, sitting on the benches, but amongst all of them there was one sight that caught my attention. No matter how many times I looked away, my eyes drew me back to an old man reading a novel made out of flimsi.
I don’t know how long I stood and watched the old man for, but it seemed like forever. The man sat there with his spectacles, a cup in one hand, and his book in the other, his leg crossed, his calf resting on his adjacent knee. He was completely oblivious to the world around him, he just sat there, reading, laughing to himself as he read a passage that he found amusing, all the while taking sips of his to-go cup. There was just something about this man that made me feel envious, feel like for the first time ever, I was missing out on something. I tried to quell the feeling inside, tried to quiet my mind from the envy, but I just couldn’t take it anymore. Before I knew it, I was walking over to the man.
“Excuse me, sir”
The old man looked up to the younger man that was standing in front of him, “Yes, son, what can I do for you?”
He didn’t seem upset about being interrupted or that a clone was talking to him, “I’m sorry to interrupt you, sir, but I was just wondering, how …” I needed to take a minute to really think of the question I wanted to ask, the old man didn’t rush me, didn’t push me to find my words, he just waited patiently. “Can you tell me, why did you choose to read out in public? Aren’t you distracted by the people? The noise?”
The old man gave Wolffe the most genuine smile he had ever received and motioned for him to take the seat beside.
“I take it as a clone, you read quite a bit”
“Yes, sir. I’m the Commander for the 104th, I’m often reading reports, mission statements, plans, etc.”
The old man simply nodded, “It was the same for me, back when I was in the military on my home planet, I was inundated by reports, personnel files, mission briefings, strategic defence packets, most of the time I was locked in my quarters, hardly seeing anyone except my four walls, and my men. When I finally retired, I made a promise to myself, anytime I wanted to read, I would do it somewhere, where the sun would shine, where there were no walls, and I could on occasion people watch. It’s a simple luxury for a military man, but it makes reading enjoyable.”
“How long were you in the military?”
“All my life, on my home planet, you either joined the military or you went to school. I couldn’t afford school, so I went into the military. I did really well too, ended up being, I guess the equivalent of a Vice Admiral in the GAR. It was a time where I learned more about myself, learned how to read, learned how to command, learned everything really. Even learned how to love.”
The old man turns from looking at me and begins to focus on a couple with two kids playing in the grass. The expression on his face breaks my heart, I don’t know why, it’s almost as though I intruded on a special memory, a memory that brought pain.
“If you don’t mind my asking, are you alright?”
“My wife of 28 years, passed away 10 years ago, we had all these plans when I was set to retire. She passed away a year before I was able to. I still remember the first time I met her, we were doing maneuvers in her village. She and a few of the people from the village came to give us water and some food, they said they wanted us to have a proper meal, rather than those military rations we used to eat. I’m not sure what she saw in me, but from that moment, I knew I had found the one I was meant to spend the rest of my life with. Have you ever felt that?”
I shook my head ‘no’
“You will, it will be a moment when you see that person, it will be like the world stops, you can’t quite catch your breath, your palms get all sweaty, your heart literally skips a beat, and you know. You just know you will never be complete without that person beside you. We got married a year after we met. I was just 25 at the time.”
“What happened to her?”
“A year before she passed, she got really sick, and nothing she did made her feel better. I suggested she go to the medics on the base, to see what was wrong. Turns out she had something we call cancer on my planet, it’s a serious disease, where the body creates tumours and can’t stop. We tried everything to cure her, but nothing worked. Eventually she passed away, but she still lives on in my memories and in my heart.”
“Did you two have any children?”
The man again shakes his head ‘no,' “We always loved kids, we wanted a bunch of them, but the universe never graced us with children. It was okay, because my men became like our kids, we looked after them, loved them, cared for them, supported them when we could. I miss her, but I’m grateful for the life I’ve had with her. She’s the one who actually forced me to start reading something other than reports, to give me a mental break.”
“She sounds like an amazing woman”
“She was.”
“What was her name?”
“Luciana. I think she would have liked you, she probably would have tried to adopt you as her own son. Ha! She probably would have tried to adopt all the clones as children.”
I can’t help but blush at that statement, outside of General Plo, no civilian had admitted they wanted any of us around, much less made a claim like wanting to adopt us.
“Thank you, sir”
“Son, you don’t have to call me, sir, the name’s Manele”
“Admiral Manele” the Commander can’t help but salute the older man, “pleasure to meet you, sir, I’m Commander Wolffe," Manele chuckled at the younger man beside him, military rigidness and protocol through and through.
“You don’t have to salute me, son”
“Oh, sorry” I lower my hand slowly, feeling like the di’kut I probably am, “I guess, it’s a force of habit.”
“That’s okay, it took me a while to get out of the habit.”
“What book are you reading?”
“It’s a love story”
“Really?” I tried not to let it show, but I failed miserably, my face contorted looking slightly offended that this battle hardened Admiral was reading something so … fluffy.
“Ha-ha, yes, it’s true” Manele can’t hold the offence against Wolffe, “that was my first reaction, when my wife gave me my first book to read, that was a love story. However, when I started reading it, I thought it was going to be stupid, but my wife always had excellent taste, and she knew just the right book to give me.”
“What was the book called?”
“The Scarlet Nannarium, it was the codename for the lazy son of the Senator of Coruscant, he uses several impressive disguises and his cunning in order to help the high social class of Utrost to escape from certain death during the revolution of Utrost. Many feel that he has no head for politics, no head for anything except living an idle way of life, but they don't realize he's skillful with his sabre and blaster, he's trained under some of the most brilliant military strategists, he just plays the fool, so people can underestimate him. He eventually falls in love with a woman from Utrost, only for him to realize later she wasn’t who he thought she was, they grow apart for a time, but as always in these stories, they reunite so he can save her family from being executed. I won’t tell you anymore, you’ll have to read it to find out.”
“That does seem very interesting, where would I go to purchase the book?”
Manele can’t help but smile at the Commander, “There's a book store right beside that cafe there, where after you purchase your book, you should go in buy yourself a hazelnut caf, with extra whip cream, a drizzle of caramel, and a cookie called a biscotti. Then come sit on the bench beside me, and take a moment for yourself.”
I don’t know why, but just thinking about going to purchase my first book, purchasing a caf, that is something other than black caf excites me. I don’t waste a second, I give Manele a simple nod, and go into the book store. I was able to find the book quite quickly, it appeared to be a classic, and there were several copies in stock. When I walked into the cafe, I felt as though time stood still, my palms became all sweaty, I could even feel my heart skip a beat. I couldn’t believe my eyes, as I watched the woman behind the counter.
Everything about her snatches my breath away, she’s absolutely breathtaking, her hair was in a ponytail, her face glistening from the steam of the espresso machines, running back and forth from the register to make the cafs. Her eyes glistened from the adrenaline. I couldn’t help but focus on the softest, yet warmest smile on her lips. It was just like Manele said, I knew, seeing her, watching her with the customers, I just knew.
“You okay?”
I didn’t realize my turn had come up, I took a moment to reorient myself.
“Yeah, sorry” I walked up to the register to put in my order. When I looked at her face again, she’s presenting me with one of those warm soft smiles, and it takes everything within me to not let my knees buckle. I notice how her eyes take me in. “Let me guess,” she begins, “you want a caf so black, it will coat your insides like the engine oil of your gunship, right?” she finishes with the best giggle I have ever heard.
“Uh… no” is all I can think to say after hearing her giggle, I know what I want to order, I know what I need to say, but all that is really in my head, and what my mouth wants to say, is ‘I think you are absolutely beautiful and breathtaking, would you do me the honour of gracing me with your company from now till the end of time’, but those words don’t come out, instead, I’m just a fumbling mess. “I mean … if … black caf, on any day… you know … but … uh … no…”
“Oh!” She’s shocked by his ‘no’ and even more shocked by the fumbling, every time a clone has come to her cafe, they’ve always ordered the blackest of caf’s, she’s not even sure how they drink it, it’s bitter even to smell it. She couldn’t even imagine drinking it. “I apologize for presuming, but your brothers always come in, and usually that’s all they order.”
“It’s okay," now that my heart is beating like normal, and I’ve managed to take control of my nerves, I can speak once again, “what I was saying earlier, was that if this had been any other day, I would have probably ordered the same.”
“Really?” She quickly eyes behind him, realizing there are no other customers, she makes a point to take her time to talk to the strikingly handsome man before her. Sure all clones were gorgeous, however, there was something unique about the man before her, his short answer, his scar over his right eye, the way his tongue unravelled completely, yet he was clearly a man of character, it was all such a contradiction, it intrigued her, probably a lot more than it should have, “well then, what makes today so different, is it an anniversary?”
I didn’t answer right away, I took the time to just lean into the counter, but then realizing what I was doing, I readjusted myself again, I could see she was doing her best to try not to giggle at my unsurety. I realized I hadn’t even answered her, what was special about today? That’s when I knew the perfect answer, “I made my first civilian friend today”.
“Awww that’s so nice. What’s she like?”
“Oh it’s not a she”
“Oh, I’m sorry to presume, yet again” she giggles at herself, and her reckless thoughts, “what is he like? Was it love at first sight?”.
“It’s not like that, he’s …” I don’t know why, but my tongue really couldn’t control itself, thank the maker, she wasn’t asking me for any GAR secrets, because I just ended up standing there talking to her for five minutes about Manele, and everything I learned about him.
“Wow, 28 years, that’s amazing! I can’t even hold on to a man for longer than two weeks before they find something wrong with me. Plus, he’s still in love with her. That’s a good man, right there”
There really wasn’t more to say, so I just nodded. After all, what idiot found fault in her, I wanted to ask the name of the last di’kut who broke her heart, but in reality the fact she was single was all I needed to know.
“So what’s your poison … actually, what’s your name first?”
“Apologies, it’s Commander Wolffe” I held my hand out to the barista, she was so unassuming, so pleasant. I felt like I could just open myself up to her, and no matter what I could have said, she didn’t try to judge me.
“Pleasure to meet you, Commander. Name’s Chagri”
“Pleasures all mine, Chagri” I didn’t miss the blush that began to form on her plump cheeks, and how it enhances her eyes, and all her features.
“Well Commander”
“Wolffe”
Chagri giggles a little, “All right, Wolffe, what’s your poison?”
“I was told to order, a hazelnut caf, with extra whip and a drizzle of caramel”
“Wow, that’s quite the drink”
“Oh and a biscotti, whatever that is”
“Ha-ha, okay no problem. I’m going to make your hazelnut caf, just a touch stronger than I normally would, just to cut down on the sugar from the whip cream and caramel. I have a feeling otherwise it’d be a touch too strong for you, Wolffe.”
“Whatever you think is best”
It didn’t take long, before Chagri was before him, with his drink and biscotti.
“How much do I owe?”
“On the house”
I couldn’t have heard right, no civilian wanted to give us anything for free, they felt that the Republic had given us enough with the ability to breathe. I blinked a few times, “No, that … I wouldn’t feel right, please, let me pay you”.
“You and your brothers sacrifice yourselves for our safety. Wolffe, it’s the least I can do, and it’s something I want to do.”
“T-thank you, Chagri”
“How long are you planet-side?”
“Two days, today and tomorrow, before we head out again. Unfortunately, this evening was my only night free, tomorrow I’m in back-to-back meetings.”
Chagri nods, that’s the life of a clone, only getting brief respite, and then they’re back off-planet saving the Republic, “Are you staying at the barracks?”
I’m not sure why I answered, actually I do know why I answered, I just don’t want to admit that’s the reason I answered, however before I thought better, my tongue had its own mind, “Yes”.
“Good, I’ll send you another drink tomorrow with a biscotti for your post meeting treat.”
As much as I wanted to enjoy the idea that she was doing this for me, I couldn’t help but hesitate. What if his men find out about my drink order? What if I didn’t like the drink? What if she realizes I’m not worth the trouble?
Chagri could see, practically hear his mind turning with all sorts of questions, “Don’t worry Commander, no one will know about your sweet tooth, and I’ll personally deliver it to you” Chagri adds with a wink, now it was Wolffe’s turn to blush.
“I don’t want to put you out”
“Nonsense, it would be my pleasure. Then when you are planet-side again, come here, and I’ll give you another drink”
“That seems too generous of you, wouldn’t your employer get upset?”
“Not in the least. Plus, I know for a fact my employer wouldn’t care?”
“Wow, that’s a very generous employer. Why wouldn’t they care?”
“Well, seeing as how this is my cafe, I’m okay with giving you a well deserved treat” Chagri couldn’t help but wink again. Wolffe blushes one more time, before he gives his thanks and departs back to the bench to sit beside Manele.
Manele asked me, as I retook my seat beside him, what took so long. I didn’t hesitate to tell him about Chagri, her eyes, her hair, her cheeks, there isn’t any detail that I missed about this woman who captured my heart, mind and soul. Manele simply nods, “Alright, Wolffe, promise me one thing”
“Yes, sir”
“Every time you’re planet-side, you are going to take two hours, go into that cafe, talk and flirt with Chagri, then come here and read on this bench. Every single time. Understood?”
“Sir …”
“Nope, that’s an order soldier!”
“Sir, yes, sir!” Wolffe automatically salutes at the end.
Manele can’t help chuckle, after that, we both return to our books and read out in the open. I had to say, the book was beyond amazing. I got so lost in my book, enjoying the cooling breeze, while simultaneously the Coruscant sun warming me. The caf Manele recommended and the way Chagri made it was absolutely perfect, it wasn’t too sweet and not too bitter, the biscotti complimented the caf as well. As I drank this luxurious treat, I couldn’t help but smile, remembering that Chagri made it with her own two hands, that thought alone warmed me in a completely different way.
That was eight months ago, since then I did my best to keep my promise to Manele. Every time I was planet-side, I would spend some time with Chagri, and then sit beside Manele reading one book after another, which Manele recommended. Each book was more brilliant than the one before. One of my favourites has to be the Count of Kaadara, a story about a man who was wrongly accused of being a traitor to the Queen, he is sent to prison, where his cellmate teaches him, trains him, and eventually helps him escape. He falls in love, exacts his revenge on the man who took so many years of his life from him, and becomes a man on a mission for those imprisoned unjustly.
As I walked into the cafe today, I had one thought in my mind, I didn’t want to wait any longer to make Chagri my everything. We got to know each other more and more, each time I came I was able to spend time with her in the cafe, eventually I gave both her and Manele my comm link, which helped my time when I was shipped to the other side of the galaxy bearable. Knowing my second found dad after General Plo, and the woman who had captured my soul was the reason I was keeping the Republic safe. I had rehearsed what I wanted to say with General Plo and with Manele, I went over the phrasing time and time again. However, the last thing I expected when I entered today, was to see and hear Commander Fox walk in behind me. All the times I’d been to the cafe, I had never seen another clone before, but now that Fox was there with Thorn. I was hesitant at seeing them, not because I was embarrassed to ask out Chagri, however I was nervous that my drink order and my routine for when I came planet-side would become public knowledge and ruin my reputation. My men knew that I always went to this particular cafe as soon as we were planet-side, but they never knew the real reason. First and mainly to spend time with Chagri, the other was to order my drink, finally it was to spend time with Manele and find a new book recommendation. After I had acquired several books, Chagri graciously offered to store my books at the cafe in her office. In the eight months, I ended amassing quite the collection. She asked if it was okay if she offered the patrons a chance to read my collection, she said she would make sure they were cared for and not abused by any of the customers. I couldn’t say no to her, as much as I wanted because those were the first things that were truly mine, I still couldn’t say no. Therefore, every time I ended up returning, I made sure to check on her and my books, which inevitably led me to bring back to the barracks my drink and biscotti.
I remember one time Sinker saw me, and had a quizzical face.
“Sir, is that a biscotti?”
I didn’t know what to say at first, I looked at the biscotti in my hand and gave a shrug, “I guess it is," I eventually answered.
“You like biscottis?”
“It was a promotion, get a caf free biscotti," Sinker didn’t question it much after that; not sure if he really bought it, but he never brought it up again.
Chagri watches as Wolffe lines up behind several customers, every time he stepped into her cafe, the inevitable smile, the butterflies in her stomach, it all came to the fore the moment she saw him. As she’s watching Wolffe talk with the two other clones, Chagri can tell despite his easy nature with his brothers, he’s hesitant. Maybe he’s brothers aren’t noticing, but she’s not oblivious to his demeanour, he keeps shifting slightly, a clear sign he’s nervous, something she has picked up on, over the past eight months of him coming and going. And there’s that feeling again, Chagri begins to feel as though the world has stopped when she locks eyes with Wolffe, she can feel her palms getting all sweaty, how he makes her heart skip a beat. She’s knows, she’s completely head over heels in love with Wolffe, but he’s never really shown much of an inkling that he felt the same way.
“Hi Wolffe, your usual?”
“Um…”
Chagri lowers her voice, “Everything ok?”
Wolffe nods, but then hesitates, “It's just … I don’t want people …," before he could even finish his thought, Chagri already knows what he’s saying. She simply nods at her Commander.
“Don’t worry” she whispers, “I got you” and gives him a wink.
My heart swells, knowing that she understands me so completely, she doesn’t make me feel ashamed for not being open about what I’m drinking.
“Hey Jeff?” Chagri calls to the other employee working behind the counter
“Yeah, Chagri” he calls over his shoulder, as he finished a drink for another customer.
“Can you take care of the next set of customers?”
“Huh?” Jeff’s surprised, she usually likes to spend time with her customers, when he looks up and sees Wolffe, he simply nods and has a cheeky grin appearing on his face, “Ohhh, sure no problem Chagri," as he walks beside her, he lowers his voice, “enjoy spending time with your wolf”.
“Shhh, he might hear you” she whispers back to Jeff
“So… it’s about time you told him!”
“Fine, I will, just stop pestering," she walks over to make Wolffe’s drink, she decides instead of just one, she’s going to make two drinks, Wolffe’s hazelnut, her Earl Grey tea with peppermint and some blue milk.
“I have your drink here” she gestures to him, with two cups in her hand.
“You made me two?”
“Nope, one is mine, I’m gonna join you.”
I couldn’t believe she was going to join me! “Uhhh… okay, I’ll get us a table”
“Can you take the drinks too, I’ll get us some biscotti”
“Sure” I don’t hesitate, I reach for the drinks and move to the next empty table, I look around and see that Chagri made a beautiful display case for my books. There’s a very clear warning on the display, ‘Free to read, with respect and care. Manhandle any book, I’ll sic a wolf on you!’, I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“What’s so funny?” she asks as she sits down in front of me.
“The sign, you’ll sic a wolf on them, do you actually have a wolf?”
“Well, … he might not be my Wolffe, right now, but I’m hoping he will be my Wolffe” Chagri doesn’t break eye contact with the man in front of her, the man who has surprised her at every turn, the man who didn’t want just a regular black caf, the man who at first was fumbling over his own words, but could command a battalion of soldiers. The man who appeared rough and tough on the outside, but then read books that were full of love and heartfelt adventure.
I didn’t know what to say when she said that, she held my eyes in hers, I could see the adoration, the love seeping through every second she held my gaze, I reached my hand forward and clutched it, “I’m fairly certain, he’s already your Wolffe. Pretty sure he was yours from the moment he walked into the caf.”
Chagri couldn’t help but blush at his statement, he’s felt the same way she felt since the moment they met.
“You know, Manele told me, the day a person met the person they were supposed to end up with, the world would stop for that brief moment, their palms would get all sweaty, and their heart would literally skip a beat, I thought it was all bantha nonsense when he told me.”
“I can understand that, Wolffe.”
“However, that all changed, the day I met you. I understood. When I’m with you, time stops and has no meaning, the life I live has no meaning without you in it, Chagri.”
I watched as her face started tinge red, her blush that had appeared on her cheeks deepened, she hadn’t said anything, except for squeezing my hand tighter, and interweaving our fingers.
“Chagri, would you like to have dinner with me tonight?”
“I’d love to Wolffe”
I watched as Fox headed out of the cafe, once he passed Chagri, he turned around giving me a thumbs up, while Thorn leaned over him giving me a wink. I tried really hard not to get distracted by those di’kuts, but when they started making faces, I just lost it. Chagri just looked up and was so confused, I told her to subtly turn around and look at Fox and Thorn. When she did, she couldn’t help but die laughing at those two morons.
That night when we went for dinner it was the best night I had ever had. We spent time laughing, flirting, and after dinner I walked her to her apartment. We were just outside of her apartment building, when she leaned up and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
“Thank you, Wolffe, this was an amazing night”
“You’re welcome, Cyar’ika”
“How long are you planet-side?”
“Just tonight and tomorrow, we’re heading for Cato Neimoidia, we have to deal with some Separatists that are trying to occupy the planet.”
Chagri got really serious, “Promise me, you’ll be safe. I don’t know why but this mission puts a knot in my stomach.”
I pull her in close to me, my arms wrapping around her lower back, I moved one hand to brush the hair off face and tuck it behind her ear, “Cyar’ika, I just got you, trust me when I say I will fight to come back to you”, I leaned down wanting to kiss her, but I held off just for a second, making sure I had permission, she leaned in the rest of the way. I pressed my lips to hers, deepening the kiss and drawing her closer to me. I didn’t want to leave her, I didn’t want to go anywhere but be by her side, but my buir was counting on me, and I wasn’t going to leave him be.
“Come upstairs” Chagri says softly against my lips.
“You sure?”
Chagri pulled back and simply nodded.
I held her hand as she led me into her apartment. It was one of the best nights of my life, spending time with her, holding her. When I woke up the next morning, she had already gotten up, I reached with my hand to the space beside me, but it was empty.
“Cyar’ika?” I asked, still half asleep.
“In the kitchen” came her voice.
I got up and stumbled my way into the kitchen, she was there cooking, I wrapped my arms around her and placed a kiss to her temple, “mornin’”
“Morning, handsome”
“Watcha doin’?”
“Making eggs and some bacon”
“Mmmm smells good”
She turned in my arms, and pressed her lips on mine. I wanted to press her into the stove, but she stopped me, “Careful, I’m gonna get burned if you press in anymore” she giggled.
“Right, sorry” I chuckled, for a Commander I wasn’t exactly being situationally aware, every time I was around her, I completely forgot myself. She turned in my arms again to face the stove, her back pressing into my chest.
“You know, I could get use to this, your arms around me while I cook”
“Really?”
“Mmhmm”
“I guess, I’ll have to be here more often then”
“I guess so” she giggled, makers how I love hearing her laugh. I began placing kisses on her neck, when my comm beeped, I let out a sigh, “Go on, answer it” she said, “maybe they don’t need you guys at Cato Neimoidia.”
“One can only hope, cyar’ika”
I answered the comm, and much to my expectation, our leave was cut short, we had to leave for Cato Neimoidia in the next three hours. I walked back to Chagri, “Sorry, love, but I gotta go. We have to leave in three hours”. I could see her shoulders slump a little, and she gave a slight nod.
“It’ll be fine” I tried to reassure her, “those tinnies have nothing on us, we got them”
“I know, Wolffe, I know. I just don’t know how to explain it, I feel like something bad is going to happen.”
“It’ll be okay, trust me," Chagri turned off the stove, and turned towards me, she walked over with determination, cupping my cheeks so tenderly I couldn’t help but lean in, she pulled me down to meet her lips, and gave me the best kiss ever.
“Come back, Wolffe. Just come back”
“Always, cyar’ika”
I got dressed and headed to the barracks, it didn’t take long for the 104th to be ready, packed and heading out. We were at Cato Neimoidia before long. We had victory over the Separatist quite quickly, we struck another win for the Republic, I couldn’t wait to get back to my quarters to contact Chagri and share the wonderful news, and to tell Manele about Chagri, and how we had won another battle, he was always proud of me, always made sure to reinforce the fact that he thought of me like a son. When General Plo and Manele met, I was hesitant at first, but they became friends fast. Even General Plo, was proud of making my feelings known to Chagri, he said, he couldn’t wait to meet the woman who had captured his son’s heart. As I was busy musing, beaming with joy over the way my life had turned, I didn’t just have one buir, I had two, I had a woman that I loved, when the comm of my star-fighter beeped.
“Execute Order Sixty-Six”
“It will be done. My Lord.”