#rex and jesse make appearances

[mayhaps-a-blog]

We might not have Mandalorian Wednesday, but I’ve got my Mandalore fic out this Wednesday! Starring Bo-Katan in a post-Clone Wars, no-Empire Mandalore.

Part of my Glimpses of a Better Galaxy series.

Enjoy!

Summary: As a new day dawns over the galaxy, Mandalore is no exception. With her sister dead, Maul defeated, and Death Watch shattered, it is up to Bo-Katan to unite what remains of Mandalore and find a new path forward for her people and for herself.

[masterjedilenawrites]

hello there. could i request the bois and tbb for their reaction that they would have when they see their s/o wearing a dress, as their s/o normally wears pants and shirts.

Fox, Fives, and Tup eat it up. They start with an endless string of Wow-s, then they'll remember other words exist and insist their S/O spin around or pose for them so they can admire all the angles. They may even insist on some photos, or maybe grab whoever's around so they can show off their partner's look. Otherwise it's praises galore. Regardless how comfortable or not their S/O initially feels in the dress, they're definitely getting a confidence boost.

Jesse, Kix, and Wrecker instantly turn mischevious. They're whistling, they're teasing, they're even getting handsy. It's just too big of a change to pass up an opportunity to have some fun with it. If their S/O's not fully comfortable in the get-up, they'll help make them laugh and loosen up a little. It's just clothes, and at the end of the day they're still the beautiful person they fell for no matter what they wear. But this outfit sure is fun.

Hardcase, Dogma, and Tech honestly won't notice. To say they're oblivious to things like fashion is an understatement. Their S/O will try to casually draw their attention toward it, swaying around or saying things like If only I had pockets to put this thing in... Still nothing. They'll have to stand right in their line of sight and specifically say Hey look! I'm wearing a dress! Then these guys will have a little moment of dazed blinking before giving a shy smile and a nice compliment.

Rex, Hunter, and Crosshair will stop dead in their tracks, mouth agape, speechless at the sight before them. Bonus points if their S/O is really feeling themselves, rather than being awkward or embarrassed. The confidence they exude is more mesmerizing than the dress itself. They never really snap out of it either. They may put on a face, act cool and collected, but inside they're still freaking out. They simply cannot look away. And when the dress comes off and it's back to pants, they'll low-key pout about it.

Cody, Wolffe, and Echo have a less obvious, but no less appreciative reaction. Their face will light up with a smile, their eyes will grow soft as they take them in. If their S/O is walking awkwardly they'll rush up to offer their arm and help put them at ease. Or if their S/O is really enjoying the change of attire, they'll help them find ways to wear dresses more often. They will always be supportive - and enamored - of their S/O's choices in appearance.

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[celestial-specter]

Clone Armor and Poster Symbolism in The Bad Batch Season Three

(Brace yourself, loooooong discussion under the cut).

So I’ve long been fixated on the symbolism of the clone’s appearance in Star Wars - it first began in The Clone Wars, with each clone discovering their own individuality and decorating both their bodies and their armor accordingly - think of the Republic crest which decorates both Jesse’s face and his helmet, and becomes a hard-hitting symbol of the end of the Republic which accompanies his death.

In The Bad Batch, clone armor has always been used to symbolize the character’s moral position- initially the main colors of the batch’s armor are black and red, showing both their power, and the element of mystery and otherness that they hold in comparison to standard clone groups. Crosshair’s turn to the empire is shown by him shedding his own armor, and donning a new, entirely black set, with no individuality at all.

In season two, the batch began removing certain sections of their armor and added pieces of a more civilian nature, such as Hunter’s scarf. The pieces of armor that remained were painted a lighter colour, showing that they were gradually leaving their lives as soldiers, or at least those of members of an elite squad, behind them.

In contrast, if you look at a character like Rex, he is still wearing the same armor from his service in the GAR, with only a few minor yet still currently unexplained modifications. He is the one holding onto the past and his service in the army, and it is his identity which drives him to save as many of his brothers as he can.

All of these ideas are particularly apparent in the new season three character posters which have just been released.

Now, while I have previously discussed the idea that the clone assassin is Tech, these posters have me equally convinced that it could actually be Cody.

I believe that Cody has the longest history of any clone in the franchise, being the only clone of any significance in the live-action films, and being prominent in both canon and legends material. As a standard clone, he would most likely have started his commission in the GAR with the general, all white trooper armor, and then decorated it himself as he gained individuality after leaving Kamino. In Brotherhood, the novel which takes place in 22BBY, Cody is described as wearing yellow armor, but, as we see in The Clone Wars, which takes place slightly later, his armor, along with that of the 212th, is more of an orange/gold. This small change could symbolize Cody’s own choice of armor paint being subtly darkened by his experience of war - he is still a loyal soldier of the GAR, but his experiences have changed him.

The orange armor quickly became synonymous with Cody, which is why it was such a shock to audiences to see him with grey armor in The Bad Batch season two. It is a sign that his individuality has been stripped away from him by the empire, but Cody himself still retains the capacity for individual thought and decision making, as shown by his actions in the episode. I also believe that clone armor colors not only symbolize the clones themselves, but also their Jedi generals - the 212th orange symbolized the positivity and energy which came alongside serving under General Kenobi, just as the 501st blue symbolized the freedom and fresh viewpoints of General Skywalker. Therefore, Cody’s grey armor also symbolizes his grief for what he did to Obi-Wan - the man who first provided him the space to discover his own individuality is now ‘dead’ at Cody’s own hand.

I have also long believed that there is a high chance that Cody did not end up escaping at the end of this episode, and was instead captured by the empire for use in experiments.

The release of these character posters seems very deliberate - Star Wars has always been about the battle between light and dark, but due to it’s association with the force, I don’t think we have ever seen clones portrayed in posters in such a manner. The cinematography staff of The Bad Batch have been very vocal recently on the importance of lighting in the show, and I believe that the posters are no exception.

If we look at these poster in order, it is interesting that Wolffe’s seems to be darker than the one featuring Hemlock and Emerie, especially considering how stable he appeared in the past episode.

I believe that this symbolizes that there will be consequences for Wolffe for his decision to let Rex and the others escape, and that he will be subjected to the same treatment which was used in an attempt to change Crosshair, which will leave him the unstable individual we first meet in Rebels.

This idea of placing the clones on a scale from light to dark has me concerned that this season will show the end of Cody’s arc, shifting from the bright white armor he first began with, ending with him wearing the dark armor of a clone assassin.

This idea is only furthered by Rex’s group referring to the clone assassins as ‘shadows’. The reason behind the name is obvious- the clones are shadows of their former selves, having been stripped of all identifying information and individuality.

Considering that Cody’s bright orange armor has long been thought to represent the sun, it would be devastating to see him reduced to an operative with no name and no personality, his only identifying feature being dark armor he would never choose to wear himself. Though I hate to think of it, it does make sense to portray Cody in this way to truly highlight the rise of the empire in the same way Jesse symbolized the end of the Republic - if this theory does turn out to be true, Cody’s arc may have always been intended to show his progression from sunburst to shadow.

[toska-writes]

Heyy could you maybe write another fives x platonic reader your stories are so good I binge read all of them

Wooo I love when I see you all binge reading on my posts!

“Keep your head up”

Read here on ao3: (✩)

Summary: After being rescued from some seppies Fives try’s to help you accept and love your newly acquired scars

Paring: Fives x GN padawan reader (Yes everyone it is PLATONIC)

Warning: Mentions of scars and injuries. Insecurity’s but Fives will make it all better

Word count: 713- and be so proud because I actually proof read

Notes: Don’t worry this is just a hold me over, an appetizer if you will, for a longer fic I plan to write later. Also there could be a part 2 to this with Alpha-17 maybe if your interested

He watched as the rest of his brothers started to exit the ship for their quick supply run on the rainy planet of Kamino, however Fives hung back with a quick nod from his general.

Rain pounded all around him as Fives waited for a moment before he saw your figure walking towards him, you made your way over to him a limp still present in your strides.

Fives or Rex normally volunteered to wait for you since it’s been a slow recovery since your last encounter with the separatist. With much begging Anakin finally let you come back with them on this mission.

And so far Fives could safely say that senators were dicks.

“You ok sir?” Fives asked as you came to a stop next to him.

You gave a small ‘Mhm’ as you kept your gaze trained to your boots. You’ve been getting a lot of that lately and you just wished thing were like they use to be.

Fives planted a firm hand on your shoulder making you glance up for a moment, he wouldn’t say anything but he could tell something was up.

His gloved hand traced over the raise red skin on your face, the stitches helped stop the bleeding but it still looked irritated and gnarly.

“I mean did you see what that senator was wearing? He couldn’t even talk.” Fives quietly spoke to you. You let out a small laugh and rolled your eyes.

“He did look stupid.” You thought back to a few hours ago.

Fives was taken aback almost with the searing white flurry of rage he felt in that moment when a senator made a comment about his commander. His vod’ika. About their appearance.

He looked over to where Jesse was stationed next to him, one of his hands were held in tight fists while the other hovered just over his blaster.

Rex took a step closer to you. If looks could kill the senator would be long gone from all of the men present. Fives didn’t need the force to sense that everyone was livid and Anakin was ready to explode.

“What if people are scared, what if those cadets don’t like me?” Your small question brought him back to reality.

Fives let out a small laugh of his own as you looked at him with wide eyes. Oh how he wished he could erase all the doubt from your mind.

“First off kriff what they think.” Fives brought your face into his hands being carful not to hurt you. His tone became serious and you listened closely.

“Second of all do you know how much respect you’ll get from all those men in there? You saved some of their brothers by getting those scars and your not a shiny nat-born now. Alpha-17 is going to go crazy because that’s what he wants to see in the brothers he trains.” Fives smiled at you as he wiped a tear.

“And it makes you look like a total badass.” He added

You laughed now wiping your eyes with the sleeve of your robe. The pair started to walk off of the ship and through the hanger.

“You think so?” You still spoke unsure.

“Oh of course, I mean you look way more intimidating now. Kinda like Wolffe.” Fives thought about his older brother and commander for the 104th. A shiver shot down his spine.

“I do don’t I.” You looked up to Fives with a smile on your face, a smile he hasn’t seen since the days before that mission. It felt like lifetime ago.

“Just keep your head up.” Fives lightly tapped the underside of your chin. “Everyone’s going to be blown away. Your one of the most skilled people I know. And if they are hooked up on this,” He gestured. “Then clearly they aren’t looking hard enough at you.”

You and Fives walked side by side into the stark white halls of Kamino. The pride he felt for you was through the roof, the familiar bounce in your step returned as met up with the others.

You knew you had Fives and all the other men to make sure you were all right. A personal posse of hype-men at your deposal, and you were forever grateful.

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[questforgalas]

Favorite Episode or Arc

I personally am so indecisive I could never choose just one episode of The Bad Batch so here's my compromise: a list!

Reblog, reply, or send an ask with your favorite Bad Batch Episodes and/or Arcs!!!

TCW Arc: It's where it all started! From the moment they stepped off of the Marauder and came in with their nerd frat boy energy making Jesse and Kix go "What the fuck????" and Rex both smirk and cringe at the same time, I was hooked. The whole arc was the perfect base to set up their angst and hurt and growth with each other in TBB series, well done Dave!

"Return to Kamino": Brad and Jen POPPED OFF for this episode. The suspense??? The music??? The Hunter and Crosshair exchange??? Fuck me up

"The Outpost": I am a Crosshair girly. Have been since his first appearance on screen. That is explanation enough (I now have an ice vulture tattoo with "They find a way to survive". Yeah, I fucking love this episode)

"The Crossing": Teenager going through puberty makes it everyone's problems, the family is hangry and tired, and Tech delivered one of the best dialogues in the entire show. Incredible stuff

"The Return": THIS EPISODE WAS PERFECTION LET CROSSHAIR GIVE ALL OF THE BATCHER SCRATCHIES

Reblog, reply, or send an ask with your favorite Bad Batch Episodes and/or Arcs!!!

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[knightprincess]

Chaotic Mischief (A Star Wars Oneshot)

Warning: Fluff, Clone Humor, little bit of flirting (tiny bit of Wolffe x Jedi Reader)  Words: 4.7k 

The Build Up!

Mischief wasn't uncommon among clones, especially the Shinnies and the troopers whom had been freely allowed to become individuals. 79's during the downtime was where the ideas of mischief were thrown around. Sometimes they were as simple as pulling pranks on some poor unsuspecting soul. Other times it was far more risky, such as daring a Shinny to obtain the helmet of a superior. Something that was far harder to do than the troopers believed. Chaos was always sure to happen when the 501st were back on Coruscant, Fives and Echo were normally the ones behind it, although Jesse, Kix and Tup had also helped on occasions, Hardcase too when he wasn't too busy flirting with one of the many beautiful patrons. 

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On the odd occasion when Rex was reunited with Cody, Thorn, Gregor, Wolffe and Howzer, things could really get interesting. The last time the six were together, a game of truth or dare happened. To say there were more dares than truths being told, was the understatement. Cody had told so many stories about Obi-Wan, the others joked about him being the inaugural member of the Obi-Wan Fan club. Thorn had been tasked with getting a kiss from the most beautiful person at the bar, of course Thorn had fun with it, why just settle for one, when all of them were beautiful in there own way. 

Gregor had stood up on the bar, doing a mini dance while stripping from his plastoid armor. All while Wolffe had generally questioned his own sanity and that of his brother. Gregor of course paid little mind to those he shared a booth with, instead reveling in the attention he got from those who enjoyed the show. Howzer on the other hand, decided to challenge almost all his clone brothers to an arm wrestling match. Even when he knew the odds weren't in his favor. Echo and Fives, making a wager. If Howzer lost against both of them. All six in the booth would have to go through with a particular dare, they had in mind to commit. Although neither gave details on what they had in mind. Without a second thought, the drunk Commanders and Captains had hastily agreed. Only to regret their decision mere seconds later when Howzer was swiftly defeated by both Arc Troopers. Although neither gave any indication on what they had in mind or when it would be put in to play. 

They did however taunt Rex about it, over their rotations on the battlefield. Never failing to remind him of the wager and dropping subtle hints of what was to come. The moment they returned to Coruscant, and found out the remaining Commanders and Captains were also back for down time, was when Fives' famous wicked grin appeared upon his lips. Echo merely shaking his head, both with dread for the reactions and to control his overactive imagination. Even more so when he remembered the discussion to involve several Jedi in the fun and games as well. 

"Put us out of misery" commented Cody, as he looked to the two Arc Troopers collectively referred to as the Domino Twins. A neon blue drink in hand as he prepared for the worst case scenario, knowing when it come to the pair, anything was possible. Even the impossible. Fives and Echo could only share an expression of pure mischief. Something that only brought more dread to the six before them. 

"You've heard of helmet switch-a-roo, right?" asked Fives, knowing the question was daft. Especially since Rex dealt with that on the battlefield let alone during down times. The last game of switch-a-roo had also included an unwilling Dogma, whom had somehow ended up with Tup's helmet. Tup himself had Jesse's, whom in turn had Fives helmet. Five's had Echo's helmet, who had Kix's one. Even Hardcase had gotten involved and worn Dogma's helmet. Although Rex had caught on, it had taken General Skywalker a little longer to realize. 

"We're daring you to the big brother. Armor Switch-A-Roo" laughed Echo, watching with amusement as the golden eyes of his brothers become flooded with concern, dread even on what they were going to be doing while wearing the armor of another. "And you'll be spending the day in each others off duty roles" quickly added the Arc Troopers, stifling a laugh when Wolffe's head hit the table, a loud groan escaping him. Of course it would be something like that. Yet the groan was in response to realizing some of them would be around the Jedi Temple and Senate, as well as the military base. 

"If we die I'm haunting the two of you" commented Gregor, a spark of amusement flashing through his golden eyes. Even more so when he realized, whomever got his armor, would have the duty of protecting a certain favored Jedi. His iconic laugh soon escaped him, especially when he knew the odds of fooling Jedi were against them. They're own General's knew them well and would surely recognize something was off. Just as the many senators roaming the senate building would notice when something was off with Thorn. 

"Do we at least get to choose who we switch with?" questioned Howzer, his head smacking against the sticky table mere moments later when both Fives and Echo had both shook their head. Denying them what would have made the game of Switch-A-Roo easier. Only now did Cody and Rex share a look of dread. Gregor once again laughed, this time nervously. Where as Thorn grabbed his bright blue drink and downed it, in an attempt to drown the horror threatening to bubble up. 

"Care to deliver the blow and tell us" slurred Thorn, watching as the duo took the helmets from the back of the booth. Choose to switch the helmets instead of using words. Although the pair, planned to tell them again in the morning, when they were nursing a hangover, if only to remind them it wasn't a nightmare but the reality they had agreed to when making the wager. 

Echo handled the helmets with care, looking closely at the individual markings. How each were different, and made them easily identifiable. Carefully he handed Wolffe, Gregor helmet, the obvious choice, as Gregor was the only one Wolffe could realistically pass as. Gregor on the other hand was given Thorn's helmet, confusion soon washed over his tired features. He'd wrongly assumed he'd receive's Wolffe's helmet in response, so was surprise to get the one belonging the Coruscant Guard. 

Rex had been the one to be receive Wolffe's helmet. A chuckle had instantly ripped from his throat, even more so when it would be obvious he wasn't the tough battle worn Commander. Cody had been given Rex's helmet, to which an instant wicked grin appeared on his lips, it being clear he knew what chaos he'd cause while dressed as his old friend and brother. Something that only brought gripping dread to Rex. Thorn on the other hand received Howzer's helmet, swearing under his breath, as it would mean he'd be in close proximity to many Jedi General's, a thought that brought both dread and of course amusement, would they take notice of the little things. Howzer on the other hand, quickly determined the only helmet left was Cody's, to which he cheered, clearly his silent prayers to the maker had been answered. 

"Remember whatever chaos you cause while wearing the others armor, has to be explained by said owner" casually spoke Fives, confirming the Jedi would be none the wiser of the mischievous antics, and would thrust ask about the odd inconsistencies should they be noticed. "Wolffe we wish you luck. Gregor is on protection duty for (Y/N) tomorrow" laughed the Arc Trooper, his laughter only growing upon hearing the growled yet muffled response. Of course they'd thrown him head first at (Y/N), he be an idiot if he thought they'd let the opportunity pass them by. After all his affection for the Jedi Knight was only known by those sharing the booth and a few others. It was a closely guarded secret Wolffe had unintentionally let slip during the last game of Truth or Dare. 

The Morning Of! 

When morning come, each of those apart of the mischief groaned. Wolffe in particular found himself with confusion. Why did he have Gregor's Commando armor? Where was his own?. He soon noticed the little light in the top corner of his datapad blinking, sighing as he carefully placed Gregor's helmet to the side and grabbing the small device. Instantly regretting the decision upon seeing a video message from Fives there. 

"So that wasn't a nightmare" commented Wolffe, throwing the pad on his bunk before once again reaching for Gregor's helmet. Carefully studying it, the many markings scattered all over it, even a few scorch marks, the fading yellow paint around the visor, even the bright blue light to appear, when held in a certain way. The battle worn commander, taking notice of how heavy the helmet felt compared to his own, even the roughness beneath his fingers. 

"How the kriff does Thorn see in this thing" voiced Gregor, walking into the nearby desk, as he flicked at the black painted shade over the top of the visor. The commando's words pulling a rare chuckle from Wolffe. The commander amused by Gregor holding his arms out in an effort to gain stability while wearing the foreign helmet, and making his way over to the spare bunk without tripping or bumping into anything else. "I saw Rex, poor bugger, looks ridiculous wearing your armor" joked the Commando, taking off Thorn's helmet just in time to witness Wolffe display his signature eye roll. "It kind of looks like Rex shrunk in the dryer" laughed Gregor, receiving another chuckle from Wolffe, clearly the battle worn commander could imagine it. 

"Makes you wonder what the others are going to be like?" questioned Wolffe, suspecting the others would probably have a better fit, especially Cody, whom had Rex's armor. Howzer too could probably get by without much trouble with Cody's armor. "I'm expecting Thorn to complain about not having a kama" added the commander of the wolf pack, recalling Thorn asking the night before how Cody, Howzer and Gregor could operate without one. Even pointing out both Arc Troopers to issue the daring mischief were in ownership of one. 

"Oh he's already started. Stated he felt naked without one" laughed Gregor. As if on cue, Thorn walked passed, stating he already missed not wearing the belted cape, even how lost he was without it. His next words were asking Gregor to take care of his precious kama while impersonating him for the day. 

Cody, Rex and Howzer soon appeared behind Thorn, all but scaring him into the small room completely. Gregor's laughter ringing out as Wolffe also offered a chuckle, but that was more to see Rex practically drowning in his armor. Gone was the dark blue markings, instead he donned the familiar grey wolf insignia. It was odd for Wolffe to see his armor on another, although he soon reminded himself it was only for a few hours, then all would be back to normal again. 

"I feel like a kid wearing their parent's clothes" admitted Rex, once again re-adjusting one of the shoulder plates, carefully placing Wolffe's helmet on the desk. 

"You look like a kid wearing their parents clothes" commented Wolffe, amusement flashing in both his golden eye and dull cybernetic one. Thorn chuckling breaking the silence quickly, as Cody mentioned he wanted to take a picture to remember this. 

"Don't forget we have to think of something to say if we're caught" reminded Howzer, shuddering to think that was a possibility. At the same time he knew the risks were high, some of them were around observant senators, others around the Jedi, whom could likely sense when something was amiss. "And to explain everything tomorrow" 

"Already got mine" announced Thorn, chuckling although not elaborating any further. Wolffe piped up mere seconds later confirming he too had something in mind for explaining everything the following day, although even he'd admit explaining why his armor didn't have its normal snug fit was going to be a little more difficult. Cody also hinted he had something in mind, as did Rex whom could already predict what Cody was going to get up to. 

"Have fun flirting with (Y/N), Wolffe" remarked Cody, only receiving a huffed growl from the commander in question. It being clear he regretted revealing that secret, even more so when his brothers so often teased him about it. Even General Plo did although he did so in an encouraging way, almost as if he knew something others didn't. "Why does (Y/N) need protecting anyways, she's a bad-ass Jedi Knight" asked the commander of the 212th, finding it odd a Jedi with (Y/N)'s reputation would need protection. 

"Targeted by Dooku and some separatist leaders. Her cover was blown the last time she went on an assignment to protect Senator Amidala" explained Gregor, revealing the truth few knew of. "(Y/N) and Senator Amidala could pass as sisters, hence why (Y/N) had posed as her during a previous assignment. Sadly it had gone wrong, resulting in a bounty being placed on the Jedi Knight, hence her designated temple and senate duty" added the Commando, recalling (Y/N) being frustrated the last time he'd been on protection duty, she wanted to do more to help the Republic but was restricted on what she could do. 

"Alright boys, lets get this show on the road" voiced Fives from the door way. Echo leaning against the opposite side. Rex immediately noticing they'd swapped helmets again. Both Arc Troopers breaking down in laughter upon looking around the group. Thorn's grumpiness about not having a kama, Gregor practically being squished into Thorn's armor. Rex's almost drowning in Wolffe's, Cody attempting to straighten Rex's kama, while Wolffe shifted uncomfortably in Gregor's armor. Howzer on the other hand, seemed content on messing with the visor shade on Cody's helmet, almost as if he was trying to re-adjust it a little. 

The Mischief!

"Anakin, I think there might be something wrong with Rex" spoke Obi-Wan upon reaching his former padawan, concern ringing in his voice. At first the Jedi Knight looked confused, Rex wasn't anywhere in sight. Just as Anakin was about to voice the obvious, Rex appeared, running along and practically hugging Obi-Wan as if he was the alternative to gravity. Ahsoka chuckled slightly, quickly whipping her hands up to stifle her amusement. 

"Seems normal to me, maybe a little more caf than usual" announced Anakin, chuckling as Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow in suspicion. The Jedi master untangling himself from Rex, recalling the time he'd had to do the same with Cody weeks before hand. The moment Obi-Wan walked away, Rex got his datapad out and chased after Obi-Wan, asking him for an autograph. Leaving behind a slightly confused Anakin and Ahsoka in a fit of laughter. Plo Koon chuckling to see it, although he didn't voice he had long since worked out what was going on, instead choosing to allow the mischief to continue. 

"Master Plo" called Ahsoka, upon controlling her fit of giggles and regaining some composure. "Are any other clones acting oddly?" asked the Padawan, recalling seeing Commander Wolffe wrangling the 501st boys earlier, she'd never seen them behave so quickly, although Fives, Echo, Jesse, Tup and Kix seemed to be the exception, giggling like school children in the corner of the mess hall. 

"Howzer seemed to be fond of causing confusion and chaos in the debriefing earlier" commented Plo, recalling the Captain had been hyperactive, almost skipping around the room. WIndu had practically grabbed his shoulders and all but forced him to stand still, not that it worked, within seconds Howzer was moving around again, twirling on the spot and practically bouncing off the walls. He'd started singing at one point. 

"Rex, Howzer. Who's next?" questioned Anakin, almost dreading the response he'd get. "Maybe they switched the caf brand again. Rex always did say the last one tasted like droid oil" commented the Jedi Knight in hopes of explaining everything. Although if there was more than the two it would be harder to explain it. 

"What's your reasoning for Wolffe deflating?" asked Ahsoka, seeing the confusion to pass over Anakin's features. Plo on the other hand chuckling slightly, refusing to give it away he'd worked out what was going on, instead he'd found himself with curiosity whom else was involved and the explanations each come up with. Particularly Howzer whom had to explain the debriefing. 

"Looks like Thorn's having a good day" commented Padme, upon joining the group of Jedi down on the many halls. She'd come at the request of master Yoda, although it appeared to be a troublesome time. She'd passed many padawan's and younglings seemingly lost and confused about where they were going. Just as she'd bared witness to Howzer running away from Windu after tapping him on the shoulder and shouting "Tag your it".  

Within seconds of the words leaving Padme's lips, Commander Thorn come waltzing down the hall, signing loudly and occasionally twerking. He'd thrown his hands up several times, the contents of the mug with Fox's name penned on long since gone everywhere. A few padawan's had been pulled into a dance, as a few masters had too. Each seemingly taken by surprise. "He was like that at the senate building as well. Flirted with senator Chuchi" laughed the Senator of Naboo. A smile on her lips to see the battle worn troopers seemingly having fun, a rare but welcome sight. 

"Let me love you" called Rex, as Obi-Wan ran back down the long hall. The captain hot on his heels. Ahsoka once again bursting in to fit of giggles, as a few other younglings did too. Some of the masters looked confused as to what was going on, most shaking their heads with a little amusement before continuing. Even (Y/N) couldn't help the laughter to escape her, she'd always had a love for mischief. 

"Your not going to do anything out of the ordinary are you, Gregor?" asked Obi-Wan when he stopped to catch his breath, hiding near one of the large windows overlooking the courtyard below. "I don't think I can take any more oddities today. First Cody's memory loss, now Rex" added the Jedi Master, still trying to wrap his head around Cody's apparent memory loss. Maybe it was the hit to the head during the prior battle, or the alcohol from the night before. Either way it was unsettling, although his loyal commander seemed to have some whereabouts. Keeping the boys of the 212th in line. 

"No sir" responded Gregor, his response coming a little too quickly. "Just doing my duty protecting the Princess Jedi here" added Gregor attempting to act normally, although he knew some of his actions could be explained away by lasting damage from previous head injuries. Obi-Wan soon poked his head around the corner again, quickly dodging back when Rex passed by asking those around if they'd seen the negotiator. Dread filled Obi-Wan when another Jedi Master pointed right at him, causing him to dart from his position and around the nearest corner. 

Howzer coming around the same corner moments later, shortly followed by a confused Mace Windu. Padme shaking her head slightly, as she regained some of her lost composure. Never had she seen the temple in such disarray, although she would admit it was nice seeing a less professional side of the peacekeepers. Howzer's voice soon rang out through the hall as another comment escaped him. "Gonna catch me?" His comment more of a question towards the Jedi Master behind him. 

"Thorn, where's my mug" yelled Fox, storming down the hall towards the other commander. Thorn had since stopped singing and dancing, instead acting scared as he held up the ordinary white coffee mug. Although Fox's name had since been crossed out, being replaced with Thorn's own name. Thorn soon skipped off down the hall, giggling like a school girl as he all but taunted Fox with the ordinary white mug. Ignoring Fox yelling at him to come back and all but swearing about losing the mug again. 

"And that's my cue" commented Gregor before throwing (Y/N) over his shoulder and walking off. Plo chuckling by the shock squeal to escape the Jedi Knight. Where as Padme and Ahsoka resorting to looking to each other for confirmation, at least to ensure they'd both seen Gregor pick up and all but run off with (Y/N). Anakin on the other hand blinked a few times, beginning to question his own sanity and that of the troopers around him. Slowly he was becoming suspicious, who else was going to act like they'd been hypnotized to act like kids, were his Jedi brethren going to start acting like it too? 

"Pretty good view of chaos from up here" commented (Y/N), as she attempted to get comfortable over Gregor's shoulder. Well over Wolffe's shoulder. Although she hadn't voiced it, she was well aware Wolffe was in Gregor's armor, her senses not failing her. The arm securing her legs in place, only tightening as she attempted to wiggle around to gain comfort. 

"Not a bad view from this end either" commented Gregor, finding himself glad for the thick armor, as he was sure he would have felt (Y/N)'s foot, thud against his thigh had he not be clad in plastoid. 

"If I didn't know any better Captain. I would have thought you were flirting" spoke (Y/N) 

"If I didn't know any better I would say you were enjoying it" responded Gregor, placing her back on her feet upon reaching the destination of the courtyard. The rare occasion where it was quiet and as normal tranquil. 

"Should I ask why you brought me here?" asked (Y/N), moving to tidying her messed up hair, and straighten out her robes. Gregor on the other hand moved to sit on the steps, in front of the tree, ignoring the benches close by. 

"Meditate" retorted Gregor, not bothering to turn around to face her. Although he suspected there would be a response shortly. 

"Is that an order?" commented (Y/N), moving to sit at his side. 

"Yup" 

"I'm known to bend orders" laughed (Y/N), knowing there was truth behind her words. Although her former Jedi Master Plo Koon, always said she had a talent for still getting the job demanded from her done. She still got the needed results even if she did go about it a little differently.

"This will be the first you'll obey" replied Gregor, a playful tone to his voice. 

"What makes you think that?" whispered (Y/N) when she was close enough, there was no doubt he'd hear her. 

"Cause I asked nicely Princess" breathed Gregor. Almost surprised when the almost famous Jedi Knight seemed to concede and do as she was told, the words Roger Roger escaping her in a sarcastic tone. "Care to accompany me to 79's tonight?" 

"Maybe" cheekily responded (Y/N). "Would be nice to see you in your own armor and without said helmet" commented the Jedi Knight, a grin appearing across her lips as she peered over. Seeing as Wolffe stiffened inside Gregor's armor. "Not to worry Commander, my lips are sealed" 

"Have to work on that later" flirted Wolffe, as he settled back into the act of being Gregor, imitating his brother's famous laugh mere seconds later. Once again (Y/N) peered over to him, suppressing a chuckle as she attempted to regain her focus. Although it seemed to be a lost course at this point. 

The Aftermath

When it come to explain the events of the day before. Some found it far easier than others. Thorn had simply explained it away as having too much caf that morning. He been hyperactive and in the mood to continue his running war with Fox for the prize coffee mug. He explained the flirting with Senator Riyo Chuchi as finding her particularly beautiful the day before. 

Wolffe had simply said he'd lost a wager to Rex and had thrust agreed to keep the boys of the 501st in check. As for his armor not fitting properly, he mentioned something about Wrecker playing a prank on him, payback for something to have taken place at 79's before the last deployment. 

Cody too had a simple explanation. He'd mentioned he'd visited the medbay upon returning to Coruscant after the last rotation on the battlefield. The headache combined with the hangover of all hangovers. He'd managed to keep the boys in check but his memory was spotty. Thankfully Obi-wan had brought the excuse and let it go after a few days of ensuring he had no after effects from the injury. 

Rex on the other hand, almost chocked on his morning caf to learn what Cody had gotten up to in his armor. Although he'd been thankful for his explanation fitting with what had taken place. He'd simply said he'd joined the Obi-Wan fan club, after hearing Cody endless go on and on about how great the Jedi Master was. Cody had attempted to hide behind his datapad, covering his heated cheeks of embarrassment. Of course Rex would say that. 

Gregor on the other hand struggled to come up with something when faced with explaining Wolffe's actions to (Y/N). He tripped over his words multiple times before the Jedi Knight had put him out of his misery. Revealing her knowledge of the mischievous dare each had taken part in and thrust knew Wolffe had been her protect the day prior. (Y/N) had spent time reassure Gregor following it, even helping him to come up with something should another Jedi question him. 

Howzer almost had a heart attack upon finding out what Thorn had done the day before. He'd almost throttled the Commander to have impersonated him. No flimsy excuse was going to get passed Windu on this one. Nor the other Jedi to have been apart of the briefing. Eventually Howzer settled for being influenced by Rex, Thorn and Gregor, as well as having too much caf that morning. Sending the younglings in the wrong direction had been put down to a light hearted joke, after all everyone knew Howzer had a soft spot for kids. 

Echo and Fives on the other hand managed to get hold of the records from the Senate building, Jedi Temple and Military base. Laughing to no end, especially seeing how Gregor had also played silly sods with the civvi medics and admirals while impersonating Thorn. No one had been safe from the chaos Gregor had caused. The recordings of Thorn impersonating Howzer throughout the Jedi Temple were just as funny, especially when Kix pointed out some of the younglings and padawan's had also played along with the game of tag. 

Jesse's favorite recording had been of Cody impersonating Rex yelling "Let me love you" while chasing Obi-Wan down the hall. Seeing an array of emotions pass over Anakin's features had brought him to tears with laughter. The blank look, turning to confusion, questioning his own sanity, slight amusement, back to questioning his own sanity then finally settling on enjoying the chaos.

Kix had been the one to point out, both Plo Koon and (Y/N) had likely figured it out but had opted to keep the truth a well guarded. Something Wolffe later confirmed at 79's, (Y/N) also verifying it in her own words, just as she revealed Aalya Secura and Ahsoka had also worked out something was up, but not said anything. Instead both women happy to watch as chaos unfolded. (Y/N) also corroborating to both Echo and Fives, neither Obi-Wan or Anakin were none the wiser about the mischief to test them, just as the unsuspecting victim of Mace Windu had yet to truly put the pieces to together. Even Master Yoda seemed to be content on keeping the truth a guarded secret for now. 

Tup had asked for the security recordings, intending on making a few videos of the chaos and sending them to the six to have taken part. He'd also congratulated Fives and Echo on masterminding the whole thing. The duo known as the Domino Twins cementing themselves as the most mischievous pair, thrust finally achieving their goal of overtaking Waxer and Boil. Although both knew the pair from the 212th Legion would eventually fire back in an effort to regain their lost titles. 

[veny-many]

Anakin: Sasa lele, isn't it?

Ahsoka: No, Master. It's sale sale.

Echo: Sasa lele!

Fives: Sasa lele!

Jesse: Sasa lele?

Kix: No, it's Sa, sa, le, le. You need to focus on spacing.

Rex: Commander, I think we are the only sane ones who can spell sale sale collect.

Ahsoka: I guess...

Boil: Sasa lele?

Waxer: Sasa lele?

Cody: It's Sale sale, troopers...

Gregor: It's Sasa lele!

Cody: No it's not

Numa: Sasa lele!

Cody: No

Boil, Waxer: Sasa lele is collect! Genius girl!!

Cody:

Obi-wan: Let's just keep our secret for their little amusement.

Cody: ...If you say so, General.

Obi-wan: It appears that we made something that only two of us will know. :)

Cody: (brushes) ...If you say so...

Bly: It's... Sasa lele?

Aayla: I think it says...

Aayla: ...Sasa lele?

Bly: You think so?

Aayla: I don't know, but my Master often read them as 'Sasa lele'.

Quinlan: Sasa lele

Fox: It's not Sasa lele you idiot. It's Sale sale.

Quinlan: There's no fun of that.

Fox: Just get out of that trashcan already. I need to throw away this caf and if you don't get out already I will just pour this on you.

Boost: Sasa lele!

Sinker: Sasa lele!

Comet: Sasa lele?

Wolffe: You idiots influencing our young brothers with your stupidity. It's Sale sale!

Comet: It's not a Sasa lele?

Boost: Don't listen to him, he is saying just to mock us.

Sinker: Yes, just trust us puppy. It's more funny!

Wolffe: I will bite your asses by myself!

Plo: Ah, they are playfully chasing each other again. :)

Kit: It's Sasa lele, right?

Monnk: No, there's 50% sale of clothes.

Kit(naked): That's heresy.

Ponds: General, why are you hiding in room?

Mace: Many peoples are keep reading that sign as 'Sasa lele' and it increases my headache. I had to hide from them.

Ponds: Okay, can I join you sir?

Mace: Of course. There's some empty chairs and cushions if you want.

Caleb: Sasa lele?

Depa: No, it's actually 'Sale sale', my Padawan.

Gray: Then why did you said Sasa lele before when we are meeting with General Windu?

Depa: I did that on purpose because I wanted to mess with him.

Adi: Our Commander fallen to depression again.

Oppo: What is it again?

Neyo: They are still saying it... It's not Sasa lele... I'm not wrong...

Stass: Oh, Neyo. I think we need to comm Commander Bacara to comfort him.

Adi: No, it will only make it worse. Because...

Jet: It's Sale sale right?

Bacara: ....Not Sasa lele?

Jet: You really think...

Bacara: ...My apology, troopers. In Concord they often read that as Sasa lele.

Jet: It's Sasa lele for now.

Nova corp: Sasa lele!

Ki-Adi: Sasa lele is also right.

Bacara: ....?

[mwolf0epsilon]

Mission: Acquire Massiff Pup

Jesse, staring at the address that Rex provided for them (given to him by Fox): I am starting to have doubts about this place's legitimacy... Fives, watching the floors go by as they descend further and further into the depths of Coruscant: What gave it away? Our descent into literal urban hell, or the fact the captain had to sign several legally binding documents to keep this all hush hush? Jesse: Urgh, never mind. Our stop is coming up anyway. Jesse & Fives, hesitate in the lift when it stops at perhaps the most dubious of the Coruscanti under-levels: Fives, glancing around nervously before motioning for Jesse to hurry up behind him as he begins to follow the instructions he has scrolled on a grease stained piece of flimsy: It's not like we're doing anything super illegal. Just uh, getting a massiff pup from a cage left for us at some really shady alley. Jesse: Yeah... Yeah we're uh, we're just following orders. Yeah. For uh, very legitimate and beneficial medical reasons. Yep. Fives, starting to feel antsy because he's sensing all eyes on them: It's not like uh, the Marshal Commander of the Guard would put us in harm's way right? Jesse: Nah, man's a stiff. He uh, he doesn't break the regs... Ah... Fives, seeing the alleyway they have to go into: Almost there! I think I see the cage too. Jesse, squinting into the dark: ... I see two cages. Fives: Maybe someone else also needs a massiff pup. Doesn't matter! Lets grab one and leave! Jesse, moves to the closest cage which is housing what appears to be green massiff pup with piercing red eyes: Package secured. Let's get out of here! Fives, practically running: Roger that! This place is karking creepy! Jesse & Fives, making their way back into the lift completely unaware of the fact they just took a dangerous wild animal with them instead of a harmless massiff pup:

[starry-mist]

S5e15 and s5e16 thoughts:

Obviously I need to do these ones together. I'm also going to try to do this as sort of a review rather than general thoughts...it's my first time trying this so be nice, LOL.

I have a few thoughts before I jump into the episodes.

One of the main reasons (other than the obvious one of having these additional characters with their own storyline that initially seems separate from what the series regulars are doing) that this initially felt like a backdoor pilot is because one of the titular characters is noticeably absent. And we know this was because John and Meghan were expecting their third child to be born right around the time this was scheduled to film, so he wasn't available. I'm not saying it couldn't still be a backdoor pilot, but I think it's unlikely for the moment.

The story we got was very different from the original synopsis in the article about the Ontario government funding production in Northern Ontario (https://www.nugget.ca/news/five-film-tv-productions-receive-funding) which again, is likely because John was unavailable so they launched Sarah and Jesse into the spotlight for this one.

I know Jesse fans have a lot of feelings about his glasses, and I agree that the explanation for why he no longer wears them is pretty weak. Fans of this show do have a tendency to fixate on changes in character appearances (see also: much controversy on Facebook about Charlie's season 6 hair.) Anyway, characters evolve, people change, I'm just going to leave it at that. Maybe Justin was just sick of wearing them.

Without further ado:

We open with a lovely aerial shot of “Webster Bay,” which I’m sure is 100% a real place and totally not North Bay, Ontario. (It's absolutely not a real place.) A couple is having a romantic moment by the side of the road. Very sweet. Until it turns out the man is there to rob the house across the street. That's...perhaps a little less sweet.

The home invasion/robbery hits a little snag when the homeowner is, well, home, and goes at the would-be robber with a sizeable pair of scissors. He accidentally knocks her out trying to disarm her, and it's time for the happy couple to GTFO.

Roll credits.

Back in St. John's, the Major Crimes team has ordered lunch. Jesse gets an ominous phone call from his previously-never-mentioned sister.

It's the season of new family members coming out of the woodwork. Sigh.

Anyway, Jesse's sister is in Northern Ontario, as far as he knows (which is apparently where they both grew up...look I'm just going to keep rolling my eyes at all of these things that could have been mentioned IN FOUR PREVIOUS SEASONS) and is in trouble. Come quick. No cops. Doesn't sound sketchy at all...

Jesse's ready to go to her rescue, but Charlie doesn't think he should go alone.

Sarah: You want to go with him?

Charlie: I was thinking you. And Rex.

(Yeah, remember those establishing moments I mentioned in the previous two episodes? Those are now relevant.)

Apparently Charlie has some important stuff he has to take care of.

(Please remind me I need to someday write a fic about Charlie’s guilt at sending the trio into harms way.)

This whole scene is a little forced, IMHO, but anyway, off they go.

Cut to Ontario, where we now have MEGAN FREAKING FOLLOWS, OMG, BE STILL MY ANNE OF GREEN GABLES-LOVING HEART. At this point, I should note that I do love these fleshed-out original characters and their stories, which initially feel strange given we've never seen them before, but will make sense later.

(Pause for my usual commentary of same actor, different character: Cihang Ma previously played Holly in s3’s Seeing is Deceiving. Here they play Detective Kai Huang, and let me just express my appreciation for a non-binary actor playing a non-binary role.)

Anyway, Detective Anne of Green Gables Sidney Scott is on scene and having flashbacks. It looks like she lost someone close to her. Kai thinks the people who broke in were addicts. Sidney has other ideas. She talks to the victim's husband, Tim Cooper, who apparently worked with her husband as well. But she makes it clear that she's definitely off work and totally not on the case.

Right...

Back to St. John’s, Charlie is having someone dig up Constable Charlie Hudson’s incident reports from October 30, 2009. Okay first off, I would have appreciated some flashbacks to a younger Charlie, but I don't always get what I want (rarely, in fact.) And we find out that Charlie is investigating his "white whale" of a child abduction case that has haunted him for 14 years, which has of course been foreshadowed in prior seasons because this show is so amazing at continuity. /s

Cut to Charlie's house, with him taping up a makeshift "murder board" on the wall. My dude, you're going to need to repaint...

Meanwhile in Ontario, we have lovely wide shots of fall colours. So pretty. We also have rapid-fire voiceover exposition from Sarah and Jesse on their arrival, where they're going, how long it's taken them to get there, and honestly, this is yet another of those "show, don't tell" moments that this show struggles with.

The trio arrive at “an old Cold War missile site” where Jesse and Crystal came when they were kids, riding their bikes down from his uncle’s place. Questions abound about who actually raised Jesse, who has mentioned his mom (in a throwaway line in s2) and a deceased father. Now there was apparently an uncle? Okay we'll go with it. Anyway, Jesse and Crystal used to hang out here and build camps in abandoned buildings.

Sarah and Rex are the third wheels (actually fourth and fifth, I suppose) in the Jesse/Crystal/random sketchy boyfriend scene as they head into an abandoned hangar. Sketchy boyfriend (who has a name that I'm not bothering to look it up given he won't be around that long) wants to know if these new additions are cool.

Sarah: Dr. Sarah Truong, hi. We’re cool.

(I don't know why I find that line so amusing.)

Rex senses danger. Looks like it's time to GTFO of the hangar.

This is where I point out that two of these characters are weapons-trained cops, one of whom we have seen is basically a sharpshooter…And none of this apparently matters as neither of them have a weapon on hand that they can use. Oops.

Going to have to suspend disbelief at the fact that the sniper can instantly kill the bf, shoot out the tires on Sarah and Jesse's rental car (that's going to be a hefty repair bill,) but then they're all just able to run out in the open and magically escape…right.

This is pretty elaborate for a scene that is essentially just a setup for the plane crash.

Sidney Scott visits a man named Elvis Migwan outside the local hospital. We learn that there is a local Indigenous community whose water has apparently been affected by runoff from a mining operation. Elvis's daughter is sick. And this is a really relevant topic given how many Indigenous communities in Canada lack access to clean water.

Back to the airfield, and I'm just going to speculate that they blew the budget on this next scene and on the plane crash.

Apparently flight simulator games have taught Jesse enough that he can figure out how to fly a plane...again, suspending disbelief. The team take to the skies and are promptly shot down by the sniper, as my anxiety begins to ratchet up.

The remote lake where they crash would be a pretty place to camp in any other circumstance.

Anne of Green Gables Sidney has a nice, large house. It's actually pretty big for one person. Hey, Sidney has that in common with Charlie. They should hang out. Inspector Yousef Ali stops by and brings Sidney dinner. It's a salad. She's displeased. I start to ship them.

Charlie and Joe have a scene at Charlie’s house and it's just not working for me. I can't help it. The whole Alison case appearing out of the blue feels forced.

(However, Joe is totally checking out the new, shall we say, feminine touches in Charlie’s house.)

At the crash site, Jesse manages to smash open his door when there were two perfectly good open ones on the other side of the plane, because reasons? Crystal’s wrist is probably broken, Jesse’s got some cracked ribs…but at least they have a doctor with them who’s totally in one piece and definitely not injured.

Sarah asks for a first aid kit, presumably to do, you know, actual first aid...oh wait, no, instead she scribbles some notes on a piece of paper, which she rolls into a little case that she attaches to Rex's collar. With a tearful hug, she sends Rex off into the wilderness.

Cue “The Littlest Hobo” theme.

Rex wanders the woods.

Sidney Scott decides to go back to work.

Back at the crash site, we find out Crystal’s a pretty big screwup, and Jesse chastises her for her messing up her life. Not super helpful at the moment, Jesse.

Sarah starts to look disoriented and possibly in pain. This is going to get worse before it gets better.

Rex encounters some sort of bird of prey (I think it's a hawk, but I'm not an expert.) No worries, he'll just hide under a bridge for a moment.

Another "same actor different character" moment: the actor playing Bertrand Boyle previously appeared as Tucker Moore in s4’s No Man is an Island.

Rex is under a sky full of stars, which I'm sure he'd pause to appreciate if there weren't a pack of wolves nearby. I believe I read somewhere that Sherri Davis who trains the dogs actually trained all the animals that appeared in this one. I’m in awe of her talent.

Morning at the crash site. Crystal is about to peace out. Jesse talks her into staying. And Sarah wakes up in rough shape.

And here is where I state that Mayko Nguyen is the best actor on this show, fight me. She completely nailed that subtle shift when Sarah realizes that she's injured, and more seriously than she initially thought.

(Side note: I love that Mayko is wearing her trademark huge puffy warm coat. She is apparently always cold.)

So anyway, Sarah has realized that she's bleeding internally, and tells Jesse that he'll need to operate.

Right…

Sarah: You can do anything you put your mind to, Jesse Mills. You just flew a plane!

I really hope they submitted this episode for this year's Canadian Screen Awards.

On his continued trek through the wilderness, Rex encounters the most fearsome of woodland creatures: a skunk. Oh no! What if he ends up smelly?!! Anyway, Rex wins the territorial battle, and over the log bridge he goes.

Oh look, an owl.

So many critters.

There's a road! And with a short swim, Rex has officially made it back to civilization where he is promptly picked up by some sinister characters in a truck.

I'm not going into the gory details of Jesse doing field surgery on Sarah, because I still find it hard to watch, but anyway, give Mayko an Emmy. Hell, give her an Oscar. Give her all the things.

...right now, because I’m not watching these separately.

Ugh. Field surgery. I feel very much the same way as Jesse does when it comes to blood.

Cut to the Ontario Police Service (or whatever they’re calling their version of Ontario Provincial Police) HQ building, which I’m pretty sure is part of Nipissing University, as is the “hospital” we see later.

Detective Scott, meet Rex. He'll keep you on your toes.

See you later, sketchbags in the pickup truck. Nobody messes with our boy Rex.

Oh hey, it’s Charlie Hudson. Kind of forgot about that guy for a moment. Anyway Charlie and Joe get a call from Sidney about the plane crash. Charlie holds back...really any emotion whatsoever.

Sidney! Rex! Helicopter!

Sidney sends Charlie a photo of the note that Rex brought her, and Charlie recognizes Sarah’s handwriting. Joe tries to be reassuring. Okay, now they're showing a little bit of worry at the unknown fate of their friends.

Sarah is now semi-conscious and making last requests.

Sarah: If I don’t make it you have to find Rex…tell Charlie…

Jesse: No, you’re gonna tell him yourself…

Me: Tell him what, exactly? Because you've been a couple more than long enough that I refuse to believe there have been no "I love yous" exchanged, even if we've yet to see it said on screen.

Anyway Sarah passes back out, while I continue to hyperventilate.

Cut to St. John's. Charlie feels guilty for not going. Joe steers him back into his B plot. It still feels forced.

Sidney chatting "with" Rex as he leads her through the woods cracks me up.

At the crash site, Sarah wakes up feverish. She knows she probably an infection. So she should totally drink the unfiltered lake water Crystal brings her, because what’s a little E. coli going to do? Anyway apparently it’s all good as long as the paramedics push IV antibiotics…whatever. Sidney and Rex of course arrive at exactly the right time!

Rex lays protectively on his “mom.”

And the look Sidney gives Crystal tells us her shit is officially about to hit the fan.

Jesse has a phone call with Joe and Charlie to fill them in on all the nitty-gritty. Charlie wants to talk to Sarah, who is now in actual surgery. Jesse goes to check on his sister, who is now under arrest.

Crystal: I just watched my boyfriend get shot and killed and was pretty sure we were all gonna die in a plane crash. It’s been a lot.

Sarah Swire's deadpan delivery of the above lines is just so good.

Sidney questions Crystal, and it become clear that she definitely has a personal stake in this. Crystal swears there was no gun at the house her boyfriend robbed. She wants Jesse to cover for her by taking the backpack full of money, which of course he does. For now.

Sidney: Are you here as a cop or a brother?

Jesse: I have to be both.

Rex wants to help Sidney track the shooter. This could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship!

In Sarah's hospital room, she's sitting up in bed and talking to Charlie, albeit briefly. That conversation should have been longer and more emotional.

Tracking the shooter leads to more amusing Sidney and Rex "conversation." They find the type of gun that was used to kill Sidney’s husband. Suddenly Sidney's personal stake in the case makes sense.

Jesse and Sarah chat in her hospital room where she's looking pretty well recovered considering she just had two abdominal surgeries...and then she’s up and at it looking over forensics with Kai. It turns out Kai had the wrong time of death.

Joe reassures Charlie, who is feeling stuck on the Alison case, that he’s a great cop, great detective, blah blah. Says he needs to figure out how to move on so he can be ready for the next people who need his help. So clearly we’re done with this case and it definitely won’t reappear in a future episode...*eyes the next episode on the list*

The totally-not-the-shooter guy whose name I can’t be bothered to learn thinks Sidney’s husband would want her to move on and enjoy the life she has left. Okay then.

It seems that Crystal did in fact know that there would be money in the house. Also she knows about the contaminated runoff situation from the mine. Working as a cleaner, she managed to overhear all kinds of things, and through creative use of french fries, casually explains to Jesse how the mine’s money laundering scheme worked.

Incoming sniper. Again. Rex attempts a takedown but the sniper nearly runs him over with his car. Well, at least they should have a license plate now, assuming Jesse can actually see it without his glasses.

Seeing that it's time to come clean, the Mills siblings take the backpack full of money to Sidney. Crystal reveals how she knew the money was at the Cooper house by basically rehashing everything she just told Jesse. And maintains that her brush with law-breaking was "just one time."

Jesse to Crystal: Rex is really disappointed in you.

Sidney goes back to Elvis Migwan and asks how he knew about the mine runoff. And we now know that her husband faked the reports that said the water was clean.

Back at home, Sidney rips down her wall murder board. She's coming to terms with who her husband really was. He was killed in order to keep him quiet, but he knew a lot more than he let on.

Sidney goes off to question Tim Cooper, who is the actual mastermind behind all of this. Inspector Ali tells her she needs backup. It looks like she rolls up with just Rex, who stays in the car.

Sniper dude is on the scene. Oh, apparently his name is Wayne.

Rex takes him down.

Sidney gets a confession from Cooper.

And the rest of the backup team comes out of hiding.

Sidney, needing to make amends, takes a USB with proof of the falsified mine records to Elvis Migwan. It's everything he will need for his lawsuit against the mining company.

Jesse and Crystal chat as he is ready to head back home. Maybe she'll visit St. John's someday. (Here’s hoping.)

Sid puts away a photo of her and her husband. Ali shows up. Sidney tells him she's planning to sell the house, and that she doesn’t like salad. He's brought her a burger this time.

Could be love.

Sidney swears she's getting groceries tomorrow, and will be back at work on Monday. She's picking up the pieces. She also wants to choose her own partner. Say hello to Little Rex.

Sarah, Jesse and Rex head for the plane.

Jesse: You know, second time's the charm flying the plane.

Sarah: Too soon!

Charlie pulls the pictures of Alison off his wall. He's letting it go.

The door opens, and we get probably my favourite Charah scene ever. The clinging hug. The concern for each other. The intimacy of their foreheads pressed together as they gently sway.

Swoon.

Best episodes ever.

[sergeantgoggles]

Here's your winner of the white heart poll! Jesse/Kix! For the sake of this fic, everyone lives and no order 66.

Kix doesn’t know much of weddings when he first accepts Jesse’s proposal. He knows that there are vows exchanged, but he and Jesse have already taken the riduurok and sworn their love in front of their captain. It isn’t until he overhears Generals Kenobi and Skywalker talking about traditional weddings on Coruscant that he learns of the white gowns, tailored suits, bells, lace, cake, and dancing, and once the seed is planted, it grows rapidly. His off hours are spent scrolling through the holonet in search of different wedding themes, colors, catering, and the rituals that surround the ceremony and reception.

Planning his dream wedding quickly becomes an obsessive pastime. Scribbling notes onto scrap sheets, daydreaming about who would be on whose side of the line, deciding that he wants foods from all over the galaxy to line the buffet tables all becomes a part of his day-to-day. He doesn’t dare mention any of it to Jesse, though. It isn’t that Jesse wouldn’t understand. On the contrary, Jesse likes parties, likes showing him off whenever they have to appear in their dress uniforms for an occasion alongside General Skywalker as part of his elite team.

That is the problem with war, it promises nothing.

So, Kix keeps these thoughts close, but never shares his sketches or notes, buries them in the bottom of his trunk at the foot of his bunk and slides it under for safe keeping. Battle after battle, shift after shift, Kix adds to it, thinks of something new or different. By the time Jesse goes missing with the 332nd at the end of the war, Kix has it all planned right down to the kiss.

They never stop searching. They turn over every comet, every piece of space debri, track every comm channel. The longer the search goes on, the more anxious Kix becomes, and the more likely that his dream wedding will remain just that, a dream. It’s been almost twenty rotations when Jesse’s private comm channels crackles to life on Kix’s wrist.

“K-Kix? Can you -- ? Ki--! Come in! KIX!”

Tears spring to Kix’s eyes as he fumbles to answer him, Fives tight against his side and hugging him. “Jesse?! Where are you?! Are you okay?!”

There’s silence for a moment, and Kix’s heart sinks. A fluke? No, it can’t be.

“Jesse?”

“I’m coming home, Kixystix,” Jesse’s voice says clearly over the comm, “I’m coming home.”

When Kix is back in Jesse’s arms, scarred from protecting himself and Rex from exploding shrapnel, when he’s finally caught his breath from crying, Kix tells him about the wedding he’s been planning. For days they talk about it, as Kix cleans him up properly, dresses and treats his wounds, keeps him on bed rest for observation.

“You never told me…” Jesse frowns.

“What we already have is what’s important,” Kix counters as he swings his foot from a stool beside Jesse’s bed. “I wanted this to be special, in case we made it to the end, you know?”

“Well, here we are,” he jokes, and his smile is still so impossibly bright despite the torture he endured during the mission. “Let’s make it happen.”

One hundred and five rotations and General Skywalker graciously insisting that he pay for the wedding they deserve, Kix is standing arm and arm with Rex, the person who oversaw their vows the first time, walking down the aisle between dozens of their closest brothers and friends that they’ve made along the way. At the end, Jesse waits for him, dressed in five hundred and first blue, tears in his eyes, hand outstretched to receive him. Kix’s heart pounds in his chest. It’s just Jesse, just the man and the wedding of his dreams coming to life around him like one of those magical fairy tales that he’ heard Commander Tano speak about on occasion.

Jesse leans in to kiss him, and Kix chuckles as he puts a finger to his lips. “You have to wait.”

The pout is playful and adorable, and Kix almost gives in, but then they’re reading their vows, making promises beyond that of which the war can offer, saying words like ‘forever’ and ‘eternity’, and exchanging rings. Then, General Kenobi smiles.

“Well, Jesse, Kix, I believe you are long overdue for this,” he says with a twinkle in his eye, “you may kiss your husband.”

Kix has thought of this for a long time, how Jesse would be overexcited and kiss him hard, and that’s what he expects.

Strong fingers tip his chin up just slightly, and deep brown eyes search eyes as they shine and glitter with emotions. Slowly, the hand on his chin moves to cup his cheek, and Jesse’s other arm slides expertly around his waist, drawing him in, and Kix is caught in a spell as Jesse tenderly presses their lips together. Cheers and whistles erupt around them as Kix melts, opens his mouth to Jesse, gives him everything as his arms circle his neck.

In that moment, there was never a war, never a death, never the fear of not seeing tomorrow, only his husband taking his breath and giving him life all in the same kiss, and it was perfect.

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Can I please get some thoughts about how the bois and tbb would react to their S/O cutting their long hair without telling them.

Rex, Tup, and Echo would be pleasantly surprised. They didn't realize their S/O was wanting such a dramatic change. They'll immediately start grinning, running their hands through the shorter strands and even asking for a spin to get a good look at their S/O's new 'do.

Fox, Wolffe, and Hunter stare slack-jawed when they first see their partner's short hair. They don't know how to react. Of course their S/O looks as gorgeous as ever, and eventually they'll be able to say so, but for a while they'll just be in speechless awe.

Kix, Tech, and Crosshair had a feeling their S/O was looking to chop off their hair soon, so they aren't too surprised when they finally get it done. They are always supportive of whatever decisions their partner makes for their appearance.

Cody, Fives, and Dogma do a double-take every time they see their S/O. They'll absentmindedly reach to play with it and swipe at the air, forgetting their hair is much shorter now. It takes a while for them to get used to the change.

Jesse, Hardcase, and Wrecker are all about it. They totally dig this new look and make it known for quite a while. Little whistles when their partner walks into the room or extra kisses on their head whenever they're getting intimate.

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Could I request for echo with how he deals with the chaos of his brothers when he needs a quiet moment? Also I hope the rest of your break and day goes well! - Curious-curios

echo my most beloved 🥺🥺 @curious-curios i'm sorry this is ages late but i hope you enjoy it!!

words: 1,476

summary: as the newest medic assigned to the 501st, you often can't help but get sucked into the craziness of this particular battalion. one day you run into echo when you're both looking for a little peace and quiet, and you can't help but bond with the kind arc trooper.

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Stolen Moments of Peace and Quiet

Working with the 501st attack battalion was interesting, to say the least. Ever since you had been assigned to the medbay in General Skywalker’s flagship, it felt like you hadn’t ever gotten a chance to sit down, thanks to a certain group of wild (and often stubborn) clones.

“Tup, stop bothering Dogma, he needs sleep to heal!”

“Jesse, don’t you dare touch your bandages, I applied them perfectly!”

“Hardcase, I have no idea if Rex dyes his hair, and what you doing with that blue stuff?”

“Fives if you even think about touching Kix’s medpack I will personally lock you in a closet until we get back to Coruscant.”

Now don’t take things the wrong way, you loved the entire battalion, and they had immediately adopted you as their sibling, but that didn’t mean you weren’t incredibly tired due to all the things they managed to get themselves caught up in. Half the time it wasn’t even front line injuries either, but rather bumps and bruises from brotherly teasing or games of bolo-ball that got a little too competitive. The Resolute was currently on its way back to Coruscant for a week of leave, and you were more than excited to take some time to yourself. You knew that you would probably spend some of your time in the Senate’s medcenter, but you had worked there before your reassignment, and you knew for a fact that the clones of the Coruscant Guard were less reckless than the 501st (not by much, but it was noticeable).

It was a rare day in the medbay, when all the beds were empty and you and Kix had spent most of the morning playing sabacc (which you won every time, thank you very much). Now you were both taking inventory, making note of which supplies you didn’t have a lot of, so you knew what to restock when you got back to Coruscant. But even that went quicker than you both thought it would, and eventually Kix just turned to you. “Why don’t you just head back to your barracks now? I can handle everything here.”

“Are you sure?” you asked, looking around at the (empty) medbay.

“Of course,” Kix smiled. “I know for a fact you’ve been running yourself ragged ever since you were assigned to us, so why don’t you just take some time to yourself?”

It sounded like his offer was too good to be true, but you weren’t going to stick around and wait for him to rescind it. After thanking him profusely and promising him that you would buy him a drink in thanks when you were back on Coruscant, you left the medbay, making a beeline for the area of the ship that housed your room.

However, you should have expected that something would interrupt your break, because you turned down one hallway to see Jesse shoot Tup with some kind of disc gun. The ammunition didn’t seem to be anything harmful, as the two clones only laughed as it made contact with Tup’s chestplate with a quiet clunk.

You thought you might be able to get by them, but then Hardcase and Fives appeared at the other end of the hall, shooting discs from their blasters that ricocheted all over the walls, and you immediately turned around and left before they noticed you (and inevitably tried to rope you into either playing or supervising, neither of which you were really interested in doing right now).

There were a empty rooms scattered throughout the ship, usually used if you had other officers on board or to store various types of cargo, and you headed in the direction of the nearest one, an extra officer’s quarters that was rarely ever used. The door slid open to reveal a peaceful (and most importantly, empty) room.

Or at least you thought it was empty.

When you noticed Echo sitting on the couch with his eyes closed, your eyes widened and you immediately made to turn around before he realized you had walked in, but you weren’t that successful. As you took one step back towards the door, you heard him say your name, and you stopped in your tracks.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were in here,” you said quickly, turning back around to look at him. “I was just looking for some peace and quiet from the chaos out there.”

“Then we were looking for the same thing,” he said, a smile on his face. “And you don’t have to leave if you don’t want to.”

“Are you sure?” You tried to make sure your voice didn’t have too much of a hopeful inflection, because if you were being honest, you were harboring a little bit of a crush on him (and in no way did you want to seem desperate).

“Unless you secretly have one of those disc guns hidden away in your pocket, I don’t see why not.”

You laughed, holding your hands up in mock surrender. “I’m definitely unarmed,” you said. “And I see that the happenings in the hallway affected you too.”

“That’s one way to put it,” Echo grumbled. “Fives tried to get me to play, but Rex and I were up late last night sketching out battle plans for the next campaign, and I wasn’t feeling it today.”

“Yeah, I could see how being tired would make you less inclined to play,” you said, walking over to the couch and tentatively sitting down next to him.

“That, and I wasn’t too keen on the inevitable medbay trip that would come out of the game.”

You nodded. “That is a very good point.”

After you both shared another laugh, Echo’s face shifted to one of slight confusion. “Speaking of the medbay, I thought you were still on shift right now.”

“Technically I am, but the medbay is completely empty right now and Kix told me to take some time to myself,” you said. You couldn’t help the little flutter of your heart as you realized he knew your schedule. Out of all the troopers of the 501st, you liked Echo the best, and it wasn’t just because you thought he was the most handsome. It was also due to the fact that he ended up in the medbay the least often because of stupid things (that didn’t mean he didn’t participate in stupid decisions with his brothers, but just that he was usually lucky enough to avoid injury for it).

“That was a good call,” Echo responded with a nod. “You’ve been working yourself too hard lately, and I’m sure we weren’t helping.”

You stifled a laugh. “I would say no to that, but it would be a bold faced lie.”

“Yeah, Kix is going to have his hands full later.”

Conversation shifted soon after, and the two of you spent ages talking about everything from what you were going to do during leave to which planet you thought would be the nicest to live on when the war ended. And with every minute you spent talking, you couldn’t help the way you fell more in love with him.

You might have even plucked up the courage to tell him how you felt, if you hadn’t been interrupted by your comm buzzing. “Could you get back to the medbay?” Kix asked tiredly, and you immediately had a sneaking suspicion that you knew exactly what happened. “I’ll explain the situation when you get here.”

You sighed, and Echo laughed quietly at your face. “It seems I’m needed,” you said. “You wanna bet on who you think got injured the worst?”

“I’ll put ten credits on Fives,” he said, laughing louder this time. “What about you?”

“I was going to guess Hardcase, and I’ll take your bet,” you said, holding out your hand for him to shake. “I’ll let you know who won as soon as I get there.”

“You’ve got yourself a deal,” Echo said with a smile.

You turned to leave, but the sound of your name once again stopped you in your tracks. “What?” you asked, turning to look at him.

“After you get that sorted out, and when we get back to Coruscant, would you want to go to dinner with me one night?” His voice was quieter than it had been, his expression was nothing less than adorable.

“I’d love that,” you said, fighting back the urge to grin like an idiot. Your comm buzzed again before he could respond, and you were once again reminded that you had to get back to work.

But not even the bleeding gash on Jesse’s head (you both lost the bet, heartbreaking!) could put a drain on your bright and happy mood. And if Kix noticed any kind of difference in your disposition between now and the last time he saw you, thankfully he didn’t say a word about it.

-the end-

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🌶 Don’t Fear the Reaper 🌶

This took far too long (curse you ADHD Executive Dysfunction), but here’s a fic based on my 501st Spice Tolerance polls!

Summary: Hardcase acquires a bunch of “contraband” in the form of the galaxy’s spiciest peppers. Naturally, he must challenge his brothers to a game...

Warnings: Only a reference to vomiting near the end, but nothing graphic.

Rating: General, just some 501st shenanigans

The sound of two sets of feet dashing down the halls of the Resolute echoed through the corridor leading to the mess hall. Hardcase and Ahsoka were running inside, each carrying a sizable crate, and with mischievous grins plastered on their faces. Once they entered the mess hall, they quickly scanned the tables, finally settling on their target. They spotted the 501st's captain and six other troopers, and made their way to the table.

"Alright boys!" Hardcase exclaimed, slamming his crate on the table where his brothers sat, startling nearly all of them. 

Jesse had nearly choked on his drink at the sudden jolt from his vod. Thankfully Ahsoka set her crate down less forcefully.

"Hardcase, what is this?" Rex asked, looking up from his data-pad. He'd been checking over the latest mission reports before submitting them and was not in the mood for his brother's shenanigans.

"This," Hardcase began to explain as he opened the lid to the crate, "is a crate of Mandalorian Reaper peppers!"

The surrounding troopers took a peak inside, seeing several round, bright orange peppers. Jesse looked up at Hardcase quizzically, while Rex just raised his eyebrow, waiting for Hardcase to explain himself.

"Peppers Hardcase?" Echo asked, "For what?"

"Not just ANY pepper Echo!" Hardcase replied. "THESE babies are the legendary 'Mandalorian Reapers!' The hottest peppers in the galaxy! They say they're so hot, that not even a mighty Sith Lord can endure'em!"

Echo rolled his eyes, "They can't be the hottest in the GALAXY Hardcase, the galaxy's huge-"

"How did you get these?" Tup asked, interrupting Echo.

"Not important!" Hardcase said, waving a hand at an open mouthed Dogma who clearly had a retort about contraband at the ready.

Rex sighed, "Alright Hardcase, what do you plan to do with these?" he asked, humoring his vod.

A devious smirk appeared on Hardcase's face. "A challenge!" he said.

At the word 'challenge' both Fives and Jesse immediately perked up, looking attentively at their brother.

"Oooh? What kind of challenge?" Fives asked, despite having a hunch what it might be.

"The challenge my friends, is who at this table can eat the MOST of these bad boys before tapping out!" Hardcase explained.

As soon as he explained the challenge, Ahsoka opened the lid of her crate, revealing cartons of blue milk and pints of ice-cream.

"And I'm the Referee!" she exclaimed.

"Wait why aren't YOU joining us? You're our Vod'ika!" Fives asked.

"It'd be an unfair challenge." Ahsoka replied.

Kix sighed, "Because she can't TASTE the spice of the peppers Fives. At least not the extent of humans. Togruta are nearly immune to capsaicin."

"Capa-what?" Fives responded.

"Capsaicin, Fives." Echo repeated. "It's the chemical that makes spicy food spicy. But not all species are affected by it. But since we're human we ARE affected by-"

"Ok ok ok whatever! Thank you CT-NERD" Fives interjected, rolling his eyes.

"And dairy products, especially cold ones like milk or ice-cream are a good antidote to it." Kix added.

Hardcase huffed, trying to pull his brothers' attention back to him. "Ok ok whatever! THE CHALLENGE! Are you guys in or not?"

"That depends," Jesse replied. "What's the winner get?"

"Well," Hardcase began, "we ARE spending our shore leave on Naboo, thanks to General Skywalker."

"That's a reward in itself." Rex said, thinking of how nice it was to spend some time on such a beautiful, lush planet.

"SO the winner gets... A secluded Spa Day at the Amidala Lake House!" Hardcase finished.

That grabbed each trooper's attention. A nice, long relaxing spa day on a Naboo lake retreat sounded perfect. Away from the shenanigans of other troopers, peaceful scenery and atmosphere, all in all a nice reward after long, arduous campaigns. There was one problem however.

"Alright, that does sound nice." Kix spoke, "However how do you know the winner will get to stay at the Senator's lake house? Won't her and the general be staying there?"

Hardcase shrugged. "Eh, it's a BIG house. 'Sides I'm sure the general won't mind and could pull some strings. Especially since uh...we KNOW about...THAT." He said, waggling his eyebrows and the unsaid secret shared between the troopers.

The others took a moment to think about the possibility. The general and senator were not exactly subtle in their secret, and they all knew the real reason Skywalker managed to get the 501st shore leave on Naboo rather than Coruscant. Surely a simple "reminder" would persuade them to let the winning trooper stay at the lake house.

The troopers nodded amongst themselves in agreement. Even the more reluctant such as Dogma, Rex, and Echo agreed to challenge. A nice, long relaxing spa day would be well worth the few moments of pain from a simple pepper.

When all at the table agreed to Hardcase's challenge, he slapped his hands together, rubbing them devilishly as a grin was plastered on his face.

"Excellent!" Hardcase exclaimed, taking a seat in front of Kix. "Commander, you go ahead and explain the rules!" he said, gesturing to Ahsoka.

Ahsoka quickly passed out a small plate, a glass of blue milk, and pint of ice cream to each trooper. Afterwards she placed a single pepper on each plate. Once everyone had their pepper and "antidote" she stood at the head of the table, hands clasped behind her back.

"Alright men," she spoke, each trooper's attention glued to her. "The challenge is simple. Whoever can last the longest before drinking the milk, and eating the ice cream antidote, wins! Each round you receive one pepper."

The troopers all nodded, a simple challenge.

Ahsoka continued to explain. "For each round, you must eat the ENTIRE pepper. No single bite out of each one. You must eat the whole thing! If you can't finish the pepper, or you spit it out, or vomit. You lose the round. Once you drink from the milk, or eat the ice cream, you lose the round. Is that understood troopers?"

"Yes sir!" all of them responded, as if they were just given their orders for a mission.

"Good!" Ahsoka replied. "May the Force be with your tastebuds, BEGIN!"

Each trooper took their pepper, and prepared themselves. Jesse took a deep breath, mentally steeling himself, Tup mumbled a quick prayer to whatever entity may be listening, and Fives stretched and crack his neck as if he were about to engage in a physical fight. They all took their first bite at the same time.

Within a few seconds, the reactions to spicy pepper began. Fives, who had only bitten off half, immediately began to sweat, turning red within seconds. Others, such as Rex, Jesse, Dogma, and Echo chose to eat the small peppers in one bite, in order to quickly move on to the next round.

Fives struggled to swallow the bite of pepper he'd taken. He was nowhere near prepared for the level of heat the small fruit contained. His mouth felt like the surface of Mustafar, no, a supernova! He so desperately wanted to spit the pepper out. No, he must persevere! He was an ARC Trooper dammit! No way would he be outdone by a pepper!

Echo who sat next to Fives glanced as his twin, also beginning to sweat as well. He knew his brother secretly could not handle spicy food. Fives always talked a big game, but he couldn't always put his credits where his mouth was. Echo stole a quick look towards the glass of milk that was just within reach. Sweet mercy was so close. No, he must endure.

After what felt like hours, Fives managed to swallow. Only to quickly regret it as he felt the fire cascade down his throat. His breathing quickened, his heart began to pound, beads of sweat dripped down his brow.

"WhoooHOOHOOO!!!" Thats-...Thasss.....Ha ha haaaa...HOT!" Fives wheezed.

"Stay strong Vod!" Echo replied, placing a hand on Fives' shoulder. It was clear he was struggling as well, but he was hiding it better.

The rest had finished their peppers, none of them reaching for their glass. Fives was all that remained to finish the pepper. Just one more bite. One. More.

Fives raised the half eaten pepper to his mouth, tears streaming down his face, his nose sniffly. Finally, with one last burst of courage, he chomped down on the pepper, quickly swallowing. However it was too much, his strength and resolve gave out.

"HOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!" Fives squealed, reaching for the glass of milk. He quickly chugged it down, the blue milk dribbling down his chin, neck, and over his breastplate. Within seconds the glass was empty, and Fives ripped into the pint of ice cream, not even grabbing a spoon, but grabbing the ice cream with his fingers, shoving it into his burnt mouth, begging for sweet relief from the inferno. After a few moments, his tongue and throat finally felt as if the fire was extinguished. There was still some heat, but it began to subside.

Ahsoka offered the trooper a box of tissues for his face and nose. Fives gladly took them, furiously wiping away snot that was pouring out of his nose before devouring more ice cream, albeit using a spoon this time.

"Aaaand....We have a first loser! Fives, you are eliminated!" Ahsoka announced.

For the moment, Fives didn't care he came in dead last, all he cared about was finding relief from that abomination of a pepper.

Echo patted his back gently. "I'm sorry Vod," he said. "At least you finished the whole pepper. I thought you were a goner after the first bite."

Fives could only whine pitifully in response.

With the first "casualty" of the challenge, tensions started to rise amongst the troopers. They glanced at each other, wondering who would fall next. If one of the best ARC Troopers was defeated so easily, how would the rest of them hold up? Nearly all were still fighting the sting from the first round as Ahsoka passed out more peppers for the next.

The next to fall was Echo, who had just barely managed to endure Round 2. As soon as he swallowed the third pepper, he lunged for the pint of ice-cream in front of him, and began to chug the glass of milk. His face was red and sweaty, and both milk and ice-cream dribbled down his chin. He looked towards Fives with a pained look as if saying I'm sorry Vod, I held on as long as I could. Fives, still shoving spoonfuls of ice cream nodded empathetically.

"The Dominoes have fallen." Ahsoka said solemnly, passing out the next round of hellish peppers.

With the pair of ARC Troopers eliminated, the remaining troopers began to fall one by one. The next to fall was Tup, tapping out before finishing his fourth pepper, much to Dogma's dismay. Following Tup was Jesse, who unfortunately succumbed to the pepper's heat in the sixth round, quickly followed by Rex mere seconds later.

"You fought well Trooper. You fought well." Rex told him, placing a hand on his lieutenant's shoulder, and downing a glass of milk.

Dogma, Kix, and Hardcase were the three who remained. Astoundingly, they looked much better than their fallen brothers. While the others were all red-faced, panting, sweating, and sniffling profusely, Dogma looked only mildly affected. A thin veil of sweat coated his brow, but he looked only as if he just completed a quick jog across the tarmac on a warm day. Kix appeared to be unaffected at all, barely a bead of sweat, while Hardcase seemed to be actively enjoying the contest, nearly inhaling each pepper given to him.

"Alright Command-I mean Ref!" Hardcase announced. "We're down to the final three, how 'bout we ramp it up a bit?"

Ahsoka smirked deviously, "What do you have in mind?" she asked.

"Give us TWO peppers this round! And in the next, provided these two don't tap out, THREE peppers!" Hardcase suggested enthusiastically.

Ahsoka nodded, and proceeded to pass out two peppers to the remaining troopers. The others who were still shoveling as much ice cream into their tortured mouths, looked on with wide eyes.

The surviving trio all looked at each other, daring the others to tap out. They each took a pepper, biting into it, and waiting for one of them to give in.

All three ate the first pepper with relative ease, however when it came to second, Dogma began to sweat more. He only managed to eat half the second pepper, and was hesitant to eat the remaining half. Hardcase looked at him, a wide devilish grin plastered on his face as he waited for Dogma to reach for the glass of milk.

Dogma began to reach for the glass, but stopped himself. He could hear the other troopers gasp in anticipation, but he held on. Quickly he devoured the last pepper. He swallowed, but coughed afterwards, making the stinging heat in his mouth and throat worse. It was the straw that broke the eopie's back. He grabbed the glass of milk and downed it.

"UUUUGH HOOOOT!!!!" he managed to exclaim before another coughing fit erupted. Tup rubbing his back soothingly, and handing him a half melted pint of ice cream.

As Dogma began to eat the ice cream, Hardcase whooped in victory. Now it was down to him and Kix. Despite the latter seeming immune to the pepper's intense spice, Hardcase was confident he would not lose. Not only was this the most fun he had that didn't involve blasting droids, Hardcase genuinely enjoyed the peppers.They were the perfect intensity of spice for him. It was only a matter of time before Kix gave in. Or so Hardcase thought.

Two rounds later, Kix and Hardcase were given a plate of five peppers. The losing troopers were shocked not only at the length the challenge had become, but now Hardcase was showing signs of fatigue. His face was red, brow covered in sweat, and he was sniffling with every breath, yet the trooper remained determined.

Kix wiped his brow with the back of his hand, a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead, and only mild redness in his cheeks.

"This HAS to be the final round Hardcase." Kix said.

"Why?" Hardcase asked, "Giving up?"

"No, I'm starting to get full." Kix said matter-of-factly.

With a burp, sending another wave of heat up his throat, Hardcase nodded in agreement. "Alright, Vod, alright. Whoever eats the most of these five last peppers wins. And IF we both finish'em...We call it a draw and BOTH have a spa day. Deal?"

Kix held out his hand to shake, "Deal."

Hardcase shook his hand in agreement and the pair each took a pepper. Both ate the first, however at the second, Hardcase managed only one bite. He started to burp more, increasing the heat. He held his hand to his mouth as he started to look worried. Hardcase felt bile rise in throat, burning more than usual.

The others looked on, all seemingly holding their breath. Ahsoka quickly grabbed a bucket, expecting Hardcase to vomit.

With one final burp, Hardcase lunged for the bucket in Ashoka's hands, shoving his face in it as he retched.

Ahsoka and the others looked away, flinching in disgust as Hardcase emptied his stomach of the numerous peppers he'd eaten.

Hardcase's muffled cries in between his retches could be heard from the bucket.

"Oh...KRIFF this burns even more!" he cried.

Everyone else then looked to Kix, who only took a napkin to wipe away the sweat from his brow as he sighed.

"Finally, I thought he'd never tap out." He said calmly. "Didn't plan on an all pepper dinner tonight, but at least they were tasty."

Kix stood up and stretched as his brothers and Ahsoka looked on, dumbstruck. None of them had expected the medic to last so long, let alone win!

"Well, a nice relaxing spa day on Naboo sounds amazing! I need it dealing with all you di'kuts." Kix said, a small smirk on his lips as he walked off.

"I can't believe it..." Jesse remarked, watching Kix leave.

"That trooper is made of tougher stuff than us, boys." Rex replied.

"Are we sure he's not secretly immune to spicy food or something?" Ahsoka said, tilting her head. "Hardcase said these things are so spicy they could make a Sith Lord explode."

"Nah, I think he's just a good actor and faking it, bet he's about to go vomit his brains out." Fives said bitterly.

"You're just sore you were the first loser." Echo replied, before Fives roughly shoved his shoulder.

"Sooo.... What ARE we gonna do with the rest of the peppers?" Tup asked, looking at the crate that still had plenty of peppers.

"Hmm, We could send them to Commander Fox and the Corries. Heard they love spicy food, and use it to keep themselves awake if they don't have caf." Rex suggested.

"Good idea." Ahsoka said, closing the lid on the crate.

"I never wanna see another kriffin' pepper again..." Jesse said as they all agreed and began to clean up the mess of melted ice cream and milk.

Two standard weeks later, the Republic was in uproar at the sudden death of Chancellor Palpatine. Some were worried the CIS would win the war, while others cheered for the man's death, not favoring him as their political leader. The Jedi temple however was filled with confused Jedi Masters, feeling as if some fog had been lifted and they could see clearly again. Although Skywalker had been rather distraught. Thankfully the Naboo senator and his former Jedi Master were able to hold him back from doing something rash.

Commander Fox leaned back in his office chair, reading the report on his holopad. A color-pointed Tooka purred away on his lap. 

"Supreme Chancellor Sheev Palpatine found dead due to a severe allergic reaction from a foreign pepper..." he read aloud.

"Such a shame huh Bean?..." Fox muttered to his furry companion, sarcasm in his tone, as he scratched the tooka's ears.

Another, orange tooka leapt up on his desk, flopping over, begging for attention.

"Whatever shall the Republic do Shiny?" he asked the tooka, rubbing its belly as it began to purr.

  Fox set his holopad down and picked up a Mandalorian Reaper pepper from his snack drawer, popping it into his mouth.

"Mhmm... Nice kick these Reaper peppers. I'll have to thank Rex next time he's planet-side. Shame the chancellor was allergic."

[dweemeister]

You must face the age of not believing Doubting everything you ever knew Until at last you start believing There's something wonderful in you

Dame Angela Lansbury, who died at her home today in Los Angeles at the age of 96, is perhaps best known today as Jessica Fletcher in the acclaimed TV series Murder, She Wrote and in the Broadway stage plays and musicals in significant parts that Hollywood never gave her. But well before that, the Irish-British transplant to America (she and her family left Britain at the height of Nazi Germany’s bombing campaign of her home nation) made her career as mostly a character actress during the Golden Age of Hollywood. She may not have been a major star billed at the top of marquees and movie posters during her time while contracted to Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer (MGM), but she would come to be a recognizable figure to audiences of multiple generations – whether she might be playing a tough saloon owner with a belter of a singing voice, a schoolteacher just making ends meet, Elvis’ mother (despite a nine-year age difference), princesses and queens, the amoral and scheming wife of a political candidate, an emotionally manipulative mother, or a teapot matriarch.

She stepped onto a movie soundstage for the first time at seventeen years of age, while making Gaslight (1944) for MGM. Because she was still technically a minor, she had to be accompanied by a social worker while working on set. Despite this, director George Cukor and her co-stars (including Ingrid Bergman) treated her as equals, all of them recognizing right away her professionality and acting ability. Perhaps producers and studio executives might not have done the same, saddling her so often with character roles, but Lansbury – by all accounts – extended that same kindness Cukor and Bergman afforded to her to so many others over the decades, leaving a legacy that goes beyond whatever personal disappointments she may have had over the more considerable roles she never got to play.

Her distinction as Hollywood royalty came later in life, as our connections of Hollywood’s Golden Age are almost all gone.

Nine of the films Angela Lansbury appeared in follow (left-right, descending):

Gaslight (1944) – directed by George Cukor; also starring Charles Boyer, Ingrid Bergman, Joseph Cotten, and Dame May Whitty

The Harvey Girls (1946) – directed by George Sidney; also starring Judy Garland, John Hodiak, Ray Bolger, Preston Foster, Virginia O’Brien, Kenny Baker, Marjorie Main, Chill Wills, Selena Royle, and Cyd Charisse

The Three Musketeers (1949) – directed by George Sidney; also starring Lana Turner, Gene Kelly, June Allyson, Van Heflin, Frank Morgan, and Vincent Price

The Court Jester (1955) – directed by Melvin Frank and Norman Panama; also starring Danny Kaye, Glynis Johns, Basil Rathbone, and Cecil Parker

The Manchurian Candidate (1962) – directed by John Frankenheimer; also starring Frank Sinatra, Laurence Harvey, and Janet Leigh

Bedknobs and Broomsticks (1971) – directed by Robert Stevenson and Ward Kimball; also starring David Tomlinson, Roddy McDowall, Sam Jaffe, John Ericson, Cindy O’Callaghan, Ian Weighill, and Roy Snart

Death on the Nile (1978) – directed by John Guillermin; also starring Peter Ustinov, Jane Birkin, Lois Chiles, Bette Davis, Mia Farrow, Jon Finch, Olivia Hussey, I.S. Johar, George Kennedy, Simon MacCorkindale, David Niven, Maggie Smith, and Jack Warden

Beauty and the Beast (1991) – directed by Gary Trousdale and Kirk Wise; also starring Paige O’Hara, Robby Benson, Richard White, Jerry Orbach, David Ogden Stiers, Rex Everhart, Jesse Corti, and Bradley Pierce

Mary Poppins Returns (2018) – directed by Rob Marshall; also starring Emily Blunt, Lin-Manuel Miranda, Ben Whishaw, Emily Mortimer, Pixie Davies, Nathanael Saleh, Joel Dawson, Julie Walters, Meryl Streep, Colin Firth, David Warner, and Dick Van Dyke

[intermundia]

@ anon with the lovely hospital AU, apologies for the delay i was chewing on this for a couple days haha there's a whole season of grey's anatomy primetime soap worthy material. i love how fully you've filled out the AU with characters and unspooled all the drama. i can see why it would be difficult to write, it does have a big scope of imagination there. thank you for sharing it with meeeeeee

for everyone 700 words of lovely obikin hospital AU worldbuilding, continued beneath the cut!!

Shmi is a renowned heart surgeon. Best there is in the country (not just the state thank you very much) and she did it all while her son was young. Her grandmother (Grandma Mira) and her two cousins (Peli Moto and Beru Whitesun ) both helped her out a ton. She is admired and Skywalker is a name very well known in medical circles.

She decided to became a heart surgeon when her own mother (insert name here) died from a heart issue that no one wanted to touch surgically. Anakin was 9 years old. Anakin has his mom up on a pedestal - she is perfect and smart, the best surgeon, the best mom, she’s done it all. Anakin feels the pressure to be just as good as his mom. People expect him to be just as brilliant and successful as his mother. He expects it from himself. Shmi just wants him to be happy. Anakin is ready to start his residency at 25. His mother is in line to be chief of surgery at the hospital she works at (Twin Suns Medical Center). Its considered the hospital to intern at if you want your specialty to be heart surgery. Anakin isn’t really sure what he wants to specialize in, and he doesn’t want people to say that he got it easy during his internship. So he goes to the next best thing (it’s actually the number one hospital overall in the country but to Anakin is second to the hospital where shmi works because Shmi works there). He goes to Jedi Coruscant General Hospital. Chief Executive officer (in charge of whole hospital) : Breha Organa Chief of Surgery : Bail Organa (general surgeon) Brain Surgeon (top brain guy in the country) : Obi-Wan Kenobi 4th year resident: Padme Amidala (Anakin’s assigned resident) Heart Surgeon: Mace Windu Trauma Surgeon: Shaak Ti Pediatric Surgeon: Plo Koon Neonatal Surgeon: Siri Tachi Plastic Surgeon: Quinlan Vos Orthopedic Surgeon: Qui-Gon Jinn Head of the hospital board: Mon Mothma Cancer surgeon: Jocosta Nu Eye Surgeon: Dooku Vascular Surgeon: Wolffe Yoda - retired chief of surgery and general surgeon Anakin’s cohort: Aayla, Ferus Olin, Rex, Jesse, Echo, Fives 4th Year Residents: Sabe, Clovis, Bly 5th year residents: Depa Billaba, Bultar Swan, Cody Anakin’s running late on his first day, in the parking lot he’s too distracted trying to make sure he has everything in his bag that he bumps into a red head and spills the red head’s hot tea all of his shirt. “shit. Fuck. Sorry. Sorry.” Keeps walking but turns around to walk backwards to meet the really pretty blue eyes of the definitely pissed off red head “I owe you. I’ll bring you a … a coffee? Was it coffee during lunch. Sorry!” Ferus Olin, a childhood nemesis makes his appearance. He’s assigned to be Padme’s intern (the woman who gave him back his engagement ring when he was 22 and 27. He hadn’t realized she was back in town and that maybe it was purposeful that he didn’t know). Its turning out to be a truly shit day and then the pretty red head from the parking lot makes his appearance and anakin wants to sink into the ground. But. The red head picks him to help him with a surgery. … Its pretty much a grey’s anatomy AU. Obi-Wan and anakin start hooking up pretty much immediately. Ferus Olin and Anakin make nice and turn out to be pretty decent friends. Then. Anakin realizes that Padme had kids, with him. The twins. And never told him. 🤯. That’s smoothed over. He’s a dad now. He loves it. Obi-Wan’a supportive. Their secret relationship is starting to not be so secret anymore. Then. obi-wan’s ex wife (Satine Kryze) pop in with a kid. obi-wan’s kid. Obi-Wan never told him that he’d been married or that he had a kid. They break up. Anakin thinks about quitting. Then about transferring. Then gets side tracked because Aunt Beru (his mom’s cousin) got married and her husband’s dad was in a bad car crash. Its all hands on deck to save his life. Shmi makes an appearance at the hospital and Obi-Wan realizes that Anakin is Shmi’s son 🤯 Owen’s dad makes it. Anakin and Obi-Wan make up. Their relationship is outted but everything works out. There’s other small and big dramas but thats pretty much it lol

[sarcastic-sketches]

More Kitsune!Anakin Anecdotes

Couple of things I unearthed from my discord notes (including several thousand words of dialogue) that I haven’t yet addressed: Kitsune turning into women, Fox Fire, and spinning fur into yarn. Not sure if I want them to be canon to this AU but they are fun to think about. (Anakin got turned into a Kitsune by a Force Temple before AotC for shenanigans to better represent his level of connection to the Force)

Kitsune Femme Mode Along with the shapeshifting, limited as it is with Anakin unable to actually make his tails and ears go away (best he can do is eventually giving himself an illusion that looks 100% human), I recall that one of the things Kitsune are known for is appearing to humans as beautiful women. Imagine Anakin just testing out shapeshifting one day until he lands on a more femme version of himself and goes ‘huh’. He’s already very pretty, add in slightly wider hips with tits to match - looking down at his chest and going ‘wow, look at those’. Then he realises the sort of reactions he’s getting and… well now it’s a fun game. And he can switch between forms so quickly too, it would cause a lot of confusion if he did it mid-conversation (and epiphanies in certain people).

[No, this isn’t my genderfluid ass projecting, I don’t know what you mean]

Aayla would be there immediately with all her crop tops. No Anakin, you cannot just wear your usual robes, if you’re going to do this you need to actually commit. God. What is the point of having that figure if you’re not going to own it. Aayla manages to convince him to wear his robes so that they’re hanging slightly off of his shoulders and he can show off a black crop top with a halter neck underneath but he just doesn’t really give a shit about fashion. Aayla is so disappointed. I HC she’s the type that really hypes up body positivity and all that so she’s very into helping people express themselves with clothes and fashion styles and Anakin just doesn’t care about what he looks like. (big mood, honestly)

He does however realise that depending on the form he’s using at any one time can have an impact on the conversation being had with different people. It tickles that little Trial and Error part of his brain and he can’t resist poking at it some more, trying out different combos with his features. Some senators only take him seriously if he looks like a dude, while others feel way more relaxed in the Force if he’s in Femme Mode or visa versa.

(Also consider, boobs annoying but not having to worry about being hit in the dick when fighting is probably perceived as an advantage)

Anakin is still pretty sure he’s a dude, it’s just fun to look a different kind of pretty every so often. Especially with how quick it makes some people (Fives) trip over themselves. Maybe he settles somewhere in the middle. Oddly enough, Rex has no reaction to this change. He knows Anakin is still the same person, he just looks a little different in places and none of it is a turn off. The ears and tails would have been the major hurdle if anything...

Rex: [shrugging] I’m still attracted to you either way. Anakin: [clocking that Rex is probably Bi] Great to hear!

Fox Fire Kitsune have the ability to summon an orb of fire that will then float around them, either to light their way or to lead others off of their path. Anakin’s fire would undoubtedly be blue and he discovers he can do this one day by coughing while in full Kitsune form only to exhale flames. This freaks him out and everyone else in the vicinity.

Ahsoka: Did you just breathe fire?! Anakin: [a literal bark of panic] I don’t know! Rex: Please, do NOT do that on the ship Fives/Hardcase/Jesse: Do it again!

It takes him a while to actually breathe out a little orb of fire instead of just making pathetic wheezing noises but when he does they all just sort of stare at it. Absolutely entranced, like they’re all moths. Someone goes to touch it. It is very hot. Anakin gets an idea.

Yes, you can destroy droids with Fox Fire projectiles. Yes, he can breathe out multiple fires at once. He is living. I have the mental image of a much older Anakin, with more developed tails in Full Fox form and he has flames coming out of the sides of his mouth and little will-o-wisps dancing around his paws. The excess energy from his Force connection manifesting as Fox Fire on his person at all times.

On a more wholesome note, picture the bases the 501st could set up. The perimeter is illuminated by spectral little blue balls of fire that just float serenely at the edges of their encampments. Keeping the place lit and warding off any of the local beasties. Some troopers even find a little orb floating after them specifcally if they’re doing patrols.

Ahsoka gets a little fire companion permenantly.

Spinning Fur into Yarn So, I’ve mentioned the fact that Anakin would need to regularly brush his tails to maintain them and just generally have them look shiny and silky. But that then produces a lot of undercoat fluff in a pile that Anakin has no idea what to do with. They have all learned from previous experience - working out how to hold a lightsaber as a fox - that burned fur smells awful. Does he just chuck it in the waste disposal?

I can picture him having this conversation out loud in the mess hall or something and just as he’s reached the decision to simply bin all the excess fur, one clone near beside himself with panic is like ‘no, wait!’

Cue every mf in that room turning to this one unpainted clone who piped up all of a sudden and now has to very meekly explain, in front of the Force and all his brothers, that he recently got into knitting and he’s learning how to make his own yarn out of loose threads and other textiles etc because… where else is he gonna get the materials to knit with. Anakin doesn't really think further than someone else wants to deal with all this fluff and just unloads a pile of brushed out, light gold fur onto this clone and calls it a day.

About a month later, this clone is showing off his new shiny scarf that he’s wearing. Made with the discarded fur from their Kitsune General. He’s very proud of it and wears it under his armour into battle. He very quickly garners the name ‘Lucky’ because of the frankly absurd number of near misses he racks up over all the campaigns since. Even Anakin is impressed, because you usually only see that level of reaction time in Force Sensitives. They check. Lucky is about as Force Sensitive as a rock.

Ahsoka then suggests they test him again while he’s wearing the scarf. His results go up.

Anakin’s fur woven into Lucky’s scarf has somehow given him slight precog abilities in life or death situations. Just enough to keep him alive, a sudden urge to duck or move a step to the left, etc. Lucky had some fur leftover so he makes another scarf and gives it to Kix, reasoning that if any trooper should be kept alive it’s the Medic. Nobody argues with this. They are henceforth referred to as ‘Lucky Scarves’ even after Lucky realises that he might just be able to knit tiny armbands for people to wear instead and hopefully have the same effect. He doesn’t have enough fur to work with to make everyone in the 501st a scarf and then there’s the other battalions to consider too.

It used to be a problem when Anakin didn’t know what to do with all the fur he brushed out of his tails and he hated having to brush them at all. Now he’s yelling at his tails for the fur to grow faster.

Ahsoka: Just grow more tails Anakin: Quiet, you.