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“This is illegal.”
Fox looked up from his datapad. Across the desk, a Senate legal advisor looked one mild inconvenience away from cardiac arrest. Good. Fox tilted his head slightly.
“What part?”
“The surveillance!” The advisor gestured wildly toward the holoscreen displaying financial transactions from three senators currently under investigation for corruption. “You cannot monitor private communications without authorization!”
Fox blinked once. Then calmly said: “We’re clones.”
“…What does that have to do with anything?!”
“We’re property.”
The advisor frowned. “I fail to see how that’s relevant.”
Fox looked genuinely puzzled. “Well, sir, property can’t commit crimes.”
The room went still with disbelief. Behind Fox, three of his corries finally stopped pretending to work while eavesdropping.
“That is NOT how the law works!” the advisor sputtered.
Fox looked at the nearest Corrie, who happened to be Commander Thorn. “Commander Thorn, can military property be prosecuted under Republic criminal law?”
Thorn caught on instantly. “No, Commander.”
“Can military property possess legal autonomy?”
“No, Commander.”
“Can military property be held personally accountable for unauthorized actions?”
“No, Commander.”
Fox looked back at the advisor. “Huh.”
The advisor stared in horror as the conversation registered several seconds later. “You cannot seriously be arguing that because the Republic classifies clones as non-sentient military property—”
“Sentient-adjacent,” a Corrie corrected helpfully.
“SHUT UP!” The advisor’s face was reaching an unpleasant shade of red.
Fox leaned back in his chair. “Look, sir, we’d love to follow civilian legal procedure. Unfortunately we legally do not qualify as civilians.”
The advisor opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.
The advisor couldn’t find a flaw in that logic. Of course they couldn’t. The issue was that the Coruscant Guard knew Republic law extremely well. Because they enforced it daily. And after several months on Coruscant, the Guard collectively developed what could only be described as an unhealthy interest in legal loopholes. Especially clone-related ones.
Because the Republic had spent years insisting that clones weren’t citizens, or legally autonomous, and that clones weren’t fully sentient persons under Republic law. Which the Guard initially found horrifying. Then interesting. Then extremely, extremely funny.
“You illegally seized senatorial property!”
Fox checked the report. “The speeder?”
“Yes!”
“It was parked in a emergency lane.”
“You still needed authorization!”
Fox looked thoughtful. “Hm. Actually, sir, according to Senate military code subsection twelve, clone troopers are not subject to legal liability during active security operations.”
The senator’s jaw dropped and he too turned that same shade of red that Natborns turned when they were getting really, really angry.
Fox continued calmly: “So either I acted lawfully as a Republic security asset or I’m legally non-sentient property and therefore incapable of criminal intent.”
The senator threw his hands in the air. “You cannot use institutional discrimination as a legal defense!”
In Fox’s bucket’s comms, Commander Thorn muttered, “Apparently we can.”
It only got worse. Because the Guard started coordinating.
“Can they arrest us for this?” One Corrie asked once.
“No,” another answered.
“Why?”
“We technically don’t count as people.”
“…That feels morally concerning.”
“Yeah. Useful though.”
The Coruscant Guard began committing increasingly outrageous acts of bureaucratic warfare. All of which technically protected by the Republic’s own anti-clone legislation.
Examples included: illegally accessing Senate financial records, detaining corrupt officials without warrants, intercepting private transmissions, towing the Senate vehicles, weaponizing fire code violations, and once locking a senator outside his own office for eleven hours because he called a clone trooper “equipment.”
“Commander Fox, this is unlawful detention!”
Fox checked his datapad. “No, this is a facilities issue.”
“You locked the doors!”
“Building malfunction.”
“You told the maintenance crews not to help!”
“Wow,” Fox said softly. “That sounds serious.”
The Senator screamed in frustration.
The Senate eventually realized the horrifying truth: The Republic had accidentally created an entire military police force that existed in a legal gray area. And the clones were smart enough to exploit it ruthlessly. And then the situation worsened. Because public sympathy started shifting. Mainly due to the fact that every legal hearing became deeply uncomfortable very quickly.
“So let me understand this correctly,” a senator said slowly. “You are arguing that clone troopers cannot be prosecuted because the Republic does not recognize them as legal persons.”
Fox nodded. “Yes.”
“And your solution to this problem is…”
Fox answered immediately: “Recognize us as legal persons.”
The senator rubbed his temples. “You understand that admitting this loophole exists would require the Republic to revisit clone classification laws.”
Fox blinked. “That sounds like a good idea to me Senator.”
The committee rapidly discovered there was no winning this argument publicly. Because every possible response sounded horrific.
Option one: “Clones are property.” Public reaction: Excuse me what. Option two: “Clones are people.” Public reaction: THEN WHY DON’T THEY HAVE RIGHTS. Option three: “We want the benefits of both depending on convenience.”Public reaction: BOOOOOO.
Naturally, the Guard weaponized this mercilessly. Reporters often shoved a microphone toward Fox, which he exploited whenever possible. “Commander! Commander, is it true the Coruscant Guard has exploited clone classification laws to avoid prosecution?”
Fox considered this carefully. “Technically yes,” he admitted.
The reporter blinked. “…You admitted that very quickly.”
Fox shrugged. “We’d stop immediately if the Republic granted clones legal personhood. What they’re doing is hypocritical.”
Fox continued to talk to that reporter for three more hours. Behind him, Commander Stone looked up towards the sky as if questioning what he’d done to be punished with this position and Fox.
Other battalions thought this was the funniest thing they had ever heard. Fox’s batchmates most of all.
Rex reportedly laughed for five straight minutes after hearing Fox explain: “Either I’m a citizen with rights or I’m legally incapable of wrongdoing. The Senate may choose.”
Wolffe had called it the most Fox solution imaginable. And Cody physically had to sit down halfway through Fox’s explanation. “You turned civil rights into a hostage negotiation.”
Fox frowned. “That sounds negative.”
“It was a compliment.”
“Oh.”
Even Ponds was impressed. Which was saying something.
“You’ve somehow become more terrifying than you were on Kamino,” Ponds told Fox once.
Fox nodded. “Coruscant does that to you.”
Eventually, the Republic could not keep defending its clone policies publicly anymore. Not after the Guard turned every hearing into: “So you admit clones aren’t people?”followed immediately by: “Then why are you letting non-people work your military.”
The legal contradictions started collapsing under their own weight. Public support for clone rights exploded. The full Jedi Council’s support followed shortly after. Then civilian protests and labor organizations. Then entire planetary systems started asking deeply uncomfortable questions about the ethics of the clone army. And through it all, the Coruscant Guard remained aggressively obnoxious.
“Commander Fox,” a furious senator snapped, “did you illegally obtain these documents?”
Fox answered instantly: “I can neither confirm nor deny actions performed by Republic military property.”
The senator stared. “…I hate you.”
Fox nodded politely. “Understandable.”
Months later, the Clone Rights Recognition Act passed by overwhelming majority. The act included citizenship, legal autonomy, pay protections, retirement provisions. Pretty much everything the clones could have ever wanted. And everything the Senate wanted too, as now the Coruscant Guard had to obey the law. Not that they did.
The GAR celebrated for three straight days. The Coruscant Guard celebrated by illegally rerouting Senate traffic around headquarters so clone troopers could host a block party. And somewhere in the middle of the chaos, a shiny asked Fox quietly, “Did you know this would work?”
Fox considered the question seriously, then answered honestly. “No. To be honest, we were mostly trying to annoy politicians.”