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whennoonecares · 4 months
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What's odd about this Krell arc in Clone Wars is:
Why doesn't Captain Rex go to someone above Krell, and tell them what he's been doing? I get it's an active battle zone but like,, they were able to pull Anakin just fine and replace him with Krell. Especially if Krell's a Jedi, he's behaving way out of line in that field too. And I get Cpt. Rex wants to follow his superior, but there's several rules that Jedi /and/ soldiers have that Krell is breaking with his careless plans
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Gold Squad & Adventure of White Vortex Characters Photos Part 5
Main Antagonist
Apep/Apophis host's
(General Pong Krell)
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okay okay, pardonne moi, I am currently rewatching umbara for fic writing purposes and I have a lot of other things to say but the first thing is highly inappropriate and only funny if you have mental health issues BUT YOU KNOW WHAT WE WERE ROBBED OF???
When the clones first turn on Krell and he jumps out the tower? The clones down there attack him, but Rex and some others are still in the tower. THAT ELEVATOR RIDE??? I WANNA FUCKING SEE THAT ELEVATOR RIDE DOWN. GIVE ME HARDCORE ACTION INTERRUPTED BY *robotic voice* “you are on the top floor” “you have selected bottom floor” *generic elevator music that lasts way to fucking long* “you are at the bottom flo—“ and then it cuts off because Fives shot the sound system
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therealcalrissian · 1 month
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fionajames · 4 months
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Hey Jamieeeeeeee
So about that Rex x reader thing…. 🤭 may I request that please? But can I ask if the reader can be apart of the war and gets hurt a lot because she cares about her troopers, like she can take on Krell with her bare hands because he looked at Rex wrong? (This totally isn’t related to an OC I’m writing a story about, wdym)
A/N: Hey, Sha!!! Hru? Hope this is what you wanted, srry it took so long! Please send requests guys!!!
It was well known in the Republic’s army that you were very protective over your troops, not to mention self-less. It worried many people - not that you were aware it did - including some of the other Jedi Generals, a particular Padawan and many Clones.
It showed now especially, when you stood in front of your Commander glaring down a monster taller than you. Said monster was staring at you with cold intrigue, eyes flickering with bloodshot yellow. It took a lot of your will and mind not to activate your lightsaber and plunge its blade into his chest right then and there.
“Master Krell,” you snarled, pointing a finger at him. “I am in charge of my own troops. I treat them the way I think is right, if you have a problem, you can take it up with Master Yoda, but never - and I’ll repeat, never - speak to my Commander or Clones that way.” 
Your Commander was spluttering quietly behind you, desperately attempting to convince you to let it be. “General, please,” he whispered, his voice cracking with fear. 
“You forget, young one,” Krell growled, ignoring the Clone’s feverishly spoken words. “That you are below me.” 
“I may be,” you snapped back, stepping away from your Commander and forcing Krell further away from your troops. “But many aren’t. Many that would agree with me.”
The Jedi glared at you for a few more moments, before turning and leaving. You smirked slightly, watching him storm off. But that was when it clicked. His eyes had been yellow, but not a normal colour yellow, bloodshot yellow.
The eyes of a-
Sith.
Without another thought you leapt forward, holding the blade of your lightsaber against his throat, giving you a clear look at the colour. “You traitor,” you snarled. Now that you knew, you couldn’t help but wonder how you’d missed it. Krell was seeping dark energy.
“The only traitor here is you!” Krell snapped instead, his lightsaber clashing with yours. And so the fight began. You traded lightsaber strikes back and forth, your troops surrounding the pair of you, ready to get a shot at the monster when you weren’t in risk.
It wasn’t a very long battle, as you were a very skilled fighter. When you managed to push him far enough away, the Clones opened fire, and the monster fell limp. You arrested and detained Krell, comming Yoda to tell him of the betrayal. He was saddened, but grateful you’d spotted the wanna-be-Sith.
Only a few hours later, you found yourself in the medbay of Anakin Skywalker’s ship. Your memory was too foggy to remember why or how you got there, more focused on the lightsaber burns and near-misses on your skin. They were instantly cauterised by the heat of the lightsaber, but Krell had also managed to grab and throw you several times, leaving huge gashes seeping with blood.
The quiet of the room was interrupted when a familiar Clone burst through the door, worry rolling off of him in waves like a sea. Kix had left earlier after cleaning your wounds and giving you some meds or drugs that had definitely not helped with the foggy state your brain was in.
“Are you alright?” Rex called, rushing to your side. You couldn’t find the energy to respond, so instead you sat on the cot, rocking from side-to-side subconsciously. Your mouth tasted metallic already, and the idea of talking just made you want to vomit. “Cyar’ika?” 
“‘M alright,” you drawled, leaning forward to rest your forehead on Rex’s shoulder, closing your eyes. Words felt like bricks on your tongue. 
“You don’t look alright,” he fretted, assessing your state with a furrowed brow and fearful brown eyes. “In fact, you look anything but fine.” 
“Fine,” you repeated, whimpering ever-so-slightly at the burn of bile in your throat. “Water.” 
Your friend - or maybe you were more, but neither of you had really decided on labels - moved to grasp a glass and fill it with water, holding it to your lips gently. You took the cup from his hands gratefully, drinking quickly. Your throat burned less.
“Cyar’ika, what were you thinking?” Rex whispered, but it was rhetorical. He interlaced your fingers, his chin resting on your head. “You could’ve been killed. We don’t deserve to be stood up for like that, especially when it points someone else’s life on the line.” 
You sat up abruptly, glaring weakly into his brown eyes. “You do!” You snapped, tears welling in your eyes. You were exhausted - mentally and physically - and wounded, a comment so carelessly said was more than enough to push you over the edge. “It’s not fair that you guys are so ill-treated, you deserve much more!” 
You were slightly offended on behalf of your troops, as Rex wasn’t just talking about himself, he meant all Clones.
Rex’s eyes widened, realising he’d gone too far, he wrapped his arms around you. “Oh, cyar’ika, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that.”
“You did!” You cried out pathetically, too frustrated to be calmed quickly. “You did and I hate it!”
Not knowing what he should do, Rex pressed a kiss to your forehead. “I’m sorry,” he whispered again. “I was just worried. I got so scared when the General got Master Yoda’s comm.” 
You sighed, moving to bury your face in the crook of his neck. “‘T’s alright,” you murmured, voice muffled. Rex sighed contently.
“Please don’t do that again.” 
“Do what again?” 
“Go around fighting Sith,” he managed to say, a crack of pain in his voice.
“Y’know me, Rex, I can’t stop for too long.”
“Oh, hush, cyar’ika, or I’m going to get Kix to keep you here.”
“Don’t you dare!”
“I will, now hush.”
A moment of silence, then-
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
A/N: Hope you enjoyed, send requests please!!!
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The Clone Wars 4.08 ‘The General’ Reaction Take 2
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“A shrewd and temperamental leader” That’s putting it mildly
There’s so many death screams of clones in these episodes, it’s just heartbreaking.
Jeez Kix, did you have to jab the hypo that hard into the poor dude's neck? Or at least I’m assuming that’s Kix.
Fives and Rex fighting and shooting next to each other again. I love the way the kama’s fan out behind their legs. And that is a very fine shot of Rex’s very fine thighs again.
Krell just fucking rolling over a dead clone with his foot. Fucker. Do something! Don’t just wander around in the background while the clones do all the work.
There’s a lot of military tropes in the music, which makes sense. 
“I dunno. Could be fun.” omg Hardcase now is not the time
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Jesse, baby, please, what are you doing? You need that brain cell.
“Yeah, but General Skywalker is usually leading his men up in the front, not bringing up the rear like General Krell.” Fives again saying what everything is thinking.
The clones' accents are all over the shop again. Various different clones have all had moments of sounding Aussie, Kiwi, British and American at some point. I’m really not sure what accent they’re supposed to sound like they have at this point. In the scene where all the clones making very valid points about Krell’s tactics, Tup sounds almost British. Rex also has hints of British (that ‘air base’ sounded like a posh officer from WWII or similar). Jesse starts out sounding American (‘yah know, I’) and then suddenly veers into very broad Aussie (‘crazy before’) before finishing in … vague Antipodean? Fives definitely sounds American (the ‘a’ in ‘capital’ was definitely a broad American ‘ah’). Still not sure what Hardcase is. Chaotic probably. Dogma sounds British, also almost like a posh officer, with hints of Kiwi. Rex also has hints of Kiwi now too and Fives sounded very Aussie there. It’s also really interesting that Rex’s voice changes between talking to the Jedi and talking to fellow clones, which also makes sense. The difference is more noticeable here when it’s between dealing with Krell and talking to his men. 
This hushed convo between Rex and Fives has some beautiful close up detail. You can really tell from Rex’s voice just how upset he is.
Boys, why are you crawling on the floor? What is this spider clone nonsense?
Does anyone know what the detail on the front of Fives’ bucket is? I vaguely recall reading somewhere that it’s Mandalorian inspired but I’m not entirely sure that was legit.
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Oh great, a centipede tank. Just what we needed.
Yas, more Star Wars universe swearing
“We need rocket launchers” Hardcase is going to be very happy about that
Mayday? *sobs*
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Rex standing there all sassy with his hands on his hips
Cackling at the clones trying to lure the centipede tanks towards them. That is not subtle boys. Though I suppose it wasn’t supposed to be. Still funny though.
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Rex being an absolute BAMF. First being all ice cold under pressure waiting for the right moment to blow the detonators as the centipede tanks bear down on them. Then getting thrown through the air by the subsequent explosion that he just created. Cool guys don’t look at explosions etc etc.
“No juice left in him either.” *blam blam* Rex getting all the one liners and action hero moments.
I clocked this the first time but didn’t remember it in my first reaction post. Those flying Umbaran creatures looked like they were going to eat a dead clone, kind of like space vultures, and it’s Kix that runs up and shoots them to make sure they don’t. His “Still hungry? Chew on that!” is full of rage and shows just how pissed off he is. You can see him linger after, looking at the fallen clone, and Rex has to tell him “Hey, Kix, leave it.” It’s a very brief moment but you really get a sense of just how strongly and deeply Kix cares.
Also, Rex just casually blasts the last creature out of the sky like it's nothing. Sir, you’re showing off again.
“We’ve got a problem.” That’s an understatement
Fives little head shake when Rex asks him if he has any ideas :( 
This is a fucking massacre
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Omg that wounded clone was shot right in front of Kix as he was treating him. Fuck. I think there were what looked like 2 other medics also with him but I can’t quite tell.
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"You sound like General Krell." The way Rex stops, you can tell that line from Kix hurt. That entire exchange between Rex and Kix was heartbreaking. They both sound so upset and angry and they’re both just trying to do the best with what they can and it’s still not enough and it’s all awful. 
Why is Appo being treated like a piece of furniture to hold the holo of Rex?
“Or you will be relieved of duty.” Well at least that line is going to come back and bite Krell in the arse later on. Especially as Rex delivers in a much more badass manner.
The next 4 gifs are by @kamino-coruscant from their great gifset of this entire exchange. I usually try to use the tumblr gif search, despite it being a completely useless dumpster fire, but tumblr is refusing to cooperate and is doing weird stuff today so hopefully I've credited this as best as possible.
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Hardcase: So anyway, I started blasting
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Lol Fives did you really need to slide down that hill
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Hardcase has ADHD confirmed. Or at least as close to confirmed in canon that we’re ever going to get. It’s not as nuanced yet obvious as the quote from Tech but I’m glad there’s more neurodivergent clones. 
Fives: *minecraft villager noise*
That’s a pretty fucken big sensor wall
Oh hello close up shot of Fives’ hands
Naw, Hardcase grumbling to himself
That was a pretty damn impressive shot. Hardcase just took out the weird Umbaran creature with a single shot using a grappling hook. A grappling hook. Not a blaster. A grappling hook.
“Wow. I never actually thought that would work.” That’s not reassuring Fives!
Ok, who gave Rex a rocket launcher
Jesus H Christ that clone just got crushed by the giant tank foot
“Start pushing buttons.” STILL CACKLING
Well at least we now know what it would be like if Fives and Hardcase ever went on a roller coaster
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Hardcase is having the time of his life, hanging upside down shooting enemies
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Omg I am loving Fives maniacal laughter
Ahahahaha they are both loving this
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Gif by @kamino-coruscant from this post
Kix screaming and shooting uncontrollably is another of those small moments that show just how affected he is by all this. You can see how much all of this has worn down on him as the episode progresses and it’s a really interesting and subtle way of showing how awful this whole situation is that even the most gentle of men, and a medic, has been pushed to his limits. Kind of like Kix represents the heart of the 501st and Torrent. Insert your own reference here to that quote about a wise man fearing the anger of a gentle man and all that. 
That moment, where there’s plenty of shaky cam and you hear Rex sigh/pant/gasp for breath and shoot the rocket launcher at the tank again only for it to still be standing. You really get the sense of just how dire everything is there.
Oh that is a definitely a ‘the cavalry have arrived moment’. What a fanfare. 
Was Rex surrounded by 3 tanks?!
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I don’t know what it is but that shot where Fives says “Clear out, captain.” just feels really poignant for some reason. Like there’s more than just Fives and Hardcase arriving to save the day. It’s also Fives saving Rex and everything that he means to and has done for Fives (and Echo *sobs*). It’s past midnight and I’m probably reading too much into this but it just felt like a moment.
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“The big guns have arrived, sir!” Hardcase sounds so happy that he’s found a bigger gun
Hardcase having the absolute time of his life there
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That’s the second time Rex has eaten dirt after an explosion in this episode. Insert 2 nickles reference here.
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Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
“Alright, let’s bring ‘em home.” I adore Fives. I just adore him so much.
“Impressive.” If that was so impressive, then WHY THE FUCK DID YOU TRY TO EXECUTE THEM FOR DOING THE EXACT SAME THING?! This fuck face needs to meet with an open air lock immediately. I didn’t think it was possible for me to hate a character this much but oh boy do I ever now.
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Fire burning in yellow eyes? That’s not subtle at all.
“Despite Hardcase’s flying” Wow, savage much Rex?
“Luck has smiled on you today, Captain.” ah fuck off
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Oh, his clenched fist. Oh.
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Badass group shot to finish! From left to right: I can’t tell who the four clones on the left are. Fives and Rex in the middle. Then Jesse and Hardcase (with the biggest gun he could possibly find), followed by Kix and Dogma. Kix has the big triangle on his chest plate and the diagonal thick blue stripe around his thicc right thigh. Dogma has the downwards pointing blue V on his chest plate. Oooh, that means they’re visual opposites of each other. Interesting. I’ve also just realised that Fives is very blue and grey. There’s very little white on his armour. Though that may be the lighting because I’ve just googled his armour and there is actually more white on it than it looks. I do like his stripy patterned kama. 
Lmao I just rewatched the start of this scene at the end and when Hardcase takes his helmet off he shakes his head like he’s shaking out his hair. Hardcase, you have no hair. You’re bald. Babe, what are you doing?
Cackling at the side eye Hardcase gives Jesse when he says he looked a little green when he came out of that fighter. 
Still adoring Jesse every time he appears. There’s a gentleness to him under everything and he just seems really sweet.
Oh these boys have my heart. I’ve completely fallen for all of them. Everything for the clones.
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isurrendertoclones · 1 year
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I was sewing today which means hands busy head empty, and of course I had the Blorbo Rotator going full speed
And…are there clones who actually have been forced to execute their brothers?
Because there’s clearly a protocol already on Umbara, which says to me that this isn’t the first time it’s happened.
And if a Jedi is ordering an execution, they probably aren’t going to do it themselves, so it would be clones.
And I mean Krell was a general before Umbara. It’s entirely possible it’s his protocol and he’s made his troopers do this before 😰
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dreamswithghosts · 5 months
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Pong Krell in Darkness on Umbara
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Gifset Masterlist
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elendiliel · 2 years
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Pseudo-random incorrect quotation connected to both my earlier posts:
Krell: This is mutiny, clone!
Fives, between punches: Yes, sir! Very sorry, sir! And it’s Fives, sir!
[Later, after debriefing]
Fives: It’s not every day an ARC gets to punch a general in the nose.
Anakin, channelling his inner Obi-Wan (such as it is): Just don’t make a habit of it, trooper.
(Source: Doctor Who, “Invasion of the Dinosaurs”, 1974)
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that-gay-jedi · 1 year
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Rewatching the Umbara arc and not long after pointedly addressing Rex by his numerical designation like 15 times, Krell addresses Appo by his name like it's no problem. How I sat through this the first time not yet knowing Krell dies, I'll never know.
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99cross-hair · 1 year
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Here's a video I made for my Clone Padawan, Tremor. He didn't have it easy since his first day out of the tube. Always just a test subject. To the boy with tremors. To a youngling in the Order. To his Master, Pong Krell. And finally when the 501st saved him at least from the cruel Jedi Master. But he trusted his master. He had to. He was told he should always trust his master. He was supposed to protect him from the dangers. Teach him to protect himself and others. Instead, he taught him pain and suffering. But he still trusted and loved his master through all his suffering.
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kotorkludd · 11 months
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clingyduoapologist · 1 year
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Not to be awful but cDream would thrive as a member of the Jedi council in the worst way possible
.......... DUDE
.........with tommy as hiis padawa- *gunshot*
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2stepadmiral · 6 months
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So, I have a theory about Admiral Trench: what if he was Pong Krell’s Admiral?
Think about it: Rampart, maybe one of the younger and less experienced admirals, would have been assigned to an experienced Jedi like Krell to help bring him up to speed. Over the time he spent with Krell, he would have learned from the General's example. He would have learned to maintain a strict chain of command, he would have learned to keep an eye out for oneself, and he would have learned to view the clones as expendable.
I don’t know, I just thought it was an intriguing possibility.
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fionajames · 6 months
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Hi Jamie! good evening ( for me in the Midwest )! Hope you had a great day! Requesting time since I like to make writers happy. May i pleeeeeeeease get prompt #5 “I’m not gonna stop poking you until you give me some attention” with Rex and Cody or Ahsoka and Anakin with like, angst? I love the emotions swirling and drama, you know?I feel like it’s such a sibling thing to do.
Sincerely, your loyal follower, Sha 🫡
HELLO SHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THANK YOU SO SO SO SO SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
guys srsly i kid you not i have a list of request prompts pinned on my page or you dont even have to use those but pls request!!!!!!
HAVE SOME ANGST
I listened to 'Washing Machine Heart' by Mitski whilst writing this and I highly reccomend listening to it too. The last part of the song and one shot work so well together.
Rex closed his eyes as he tried to drown out the constant sound of screams echoing in his head. It was too quiet in the barracks and the silence was eating at him, pushing him back into the moment of the recent battle. 
He could see the green and blue flashes ingrained in his mind more than anything, the massacre that followed after their activation. The bodies that would drop because of them, the hearts that would stop because of them, the deaths that would be caused because of them. The deaths of his brothers too late to save, too late to save because he was wrong.
The door to the barracks wooshed open but Rex didn’t move, didn’t sit up. He was too engulfed in his memories to be bothered to, and too engulfed in his task of pushing back his tears. “Rex?” A voice called and the boy shrank back into the rock-hard mattress, praying it would swallow him whole and take him down into a dark abyss. “Vod?”
“Go away!” He choked out, pulling his knees to his chest and pulling the thin black sheet up to cover his face, a singular tear falling from the hazel abyss. Once one tear had fallen, it was hard to stop the oncoming downpour, but Rex was using all of his strength to push against it
“No, I’m here to help,” Cody replied, sitting down at the end of Rex’s bunk. Usually, Rex would’ve appreciated the comfort, but now, he just wanted to be alone. 
“Go away!” Rex shouted back, turning over and burying his face in the mattress. Cody didn’t move, but he didn’t speak either. 
He waited.
Cody reached out one finger and gently poked Rex’s side, rolling his eyes when his brother didn’t even flinch. He prodded him again, and again, and again. “I’m not gonna stop poking you until you give me some attention, Rex,” Cody told him and Rex sniffled, turning over to let his brother see his tear-stained face. “Oh, vod, it’s okay.” He whispered softly, brushing away the tears. 
“No it’s not,” Rex croaked out, his voice harsh with tears as he stared at his brother through his blurry vision. “So many brothers died, because of me.”
“No,” Cody spat harshly and Rex recoiled at the change of tone. The Commander sighed and resumed massaging his brother’s scalp. “It was the General’s fault, not yours. He killed them, not you.” Rex shook his head.
“I don’t believe that.”
“And why not?”
“If I didn’t kill them, then why is their blood on my hands?” The blonde whispered. “Why are the deaths so ingrained in my memory with the feeling of guilt?”
“Because you were a witness, Rex, a victim.”
Rex stared at the ceiling with glossy eyes. “Is that why I wish it had been me?” 
Cody barely heard what he said, and blinked furiously several times to try and comprehend the sentence. “You what?”
“I wish it had been me, Cody.” Rex admitted softly, not meeting his brother’s eyes as his voice fell into one note, completely monotone. “I wish it had been me on the floor, dead.”
Cody felt a drop of water slip over his bottom eyelid and down his cheek, rolling down his neck and sinking into the fabric of his blacks. “Please don’t say that.” He begged, voice shattered.
“Why not?”
“Because you're my brother, Rex!” Cody cried out as tears began falling rapidly from his eyes, creating rivers down his cheeks and leaving red marks behind. “Imagine how I would feel if you were dead!”
Rex could imagine it, and he immediately felt horrible. He sat up and raised his gaze to meet Cody’s - his heartbroken gaze. “I’m sorry.”
“Rex’ika,” Cody whispered, reaching out and wrapping an arm around his brother. “Just because you're the man with their blood on your hands does not mean you murdered them, it just means you were a victim too.”
hope you enjoyed!!!!
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