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thegreenlizard · 12 days

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For the Republic

Here’s an order 66 fix it that is the confluence of several coincidental misunderstandings. Also why outsourcing your brainwashing is overall a bad idea.

Let's set the stage, ok?

The first misunderstanding is relatively simple, near the beginning of the war. A case of similar words causing confusions that is never cleared up. In this case a series of conversations between various clones and their Jedi about the Jedi’s relationship with the Republic. These conversations leave the Clones, all of them, convinced that the Jedi Order belongs to the Republic, instead of being part of the Republic. You know, in the same way that the Clones belong to the Republic (No matter which side you argue is true, this was not what the Jedi meant). This confusion is so deep that when Slick betrays them all to Ventress, his rants are specifically toward the Republic, and do not mention the Jedi Order at all.

The second misunderstanding is a bit more complex. It starts with the earliest flash training for the clones, the basics that are pushed so deep that none of the clones have any conscious memory of them, but are buried in the subconscious. Along with the Orders that would be enforced by the chips, there was the phrase ‘Jedi have Power’. There are other trainings that get layered on top of it, but in the deepest part of the Clone psyche the most basic definition that they have for Jedi is ‘Jedi have Power’. But Power, as a term, is an abstract that can mean so many things. And though they never realized it, the Trainers and Jango Fett and the Kaminoans taught the Clones a very specific definition of Power. Power cannot be had by someone who belongs to the Republic and Power only belongs to those who use it (specifically those who use it to abuse others).

By that definition their Generals and their Padawan Commanders and what is known as the Jedi Order are not Jedi. Instead the Clones view these beings as brothers (having very little grasp of gender) of a higher rank. Again this knowledge is buried so deep the Clones do not realize they think this. It is instinct. Frankly the distinction is somewhat subtle, and is closer to how the Jedi wish to be treated (without the higher rank part) so no one notices the shift.

When Umbara happens the anger that the clones feel toward Krell is not the disbelieving anger of an idol's pedestal crumbling, but the same anger felt for Slick’s betrayal.

When Order 66 happens, the Jedi become traitors. Except…the people that Palpatine intended to be killed were not considered to be Jedi. For Jedi had to have Power, and Power only belonged to those who were free, and only those who showed their Power.

The way that many of the Natborn officers did.

So the Clones immediately turned their weapons on the Naval officers who had been abusive, primarily to Clones or Jedi, but also some instances of civilian abuse as well.

On Coruscant, Anakin begins to lead the 501st to march on the temple. Only, as soon as they realized where they were headed, they stopped their general, confused. There are no Jedi there, they say. Anakin says something about Palpatine having the Power to save Padme. This leads Appo to the conclusion that Palpatine is a Jedi Traitor, who has done something to their General (which yes, but also no). The 501st stuns Anakin, with some taking him to the temple for deprogramming, or whatever needs to be done to counteract whatever the Jedi Traitors did.

The rest march back into the Rotunda to hunt the Jedi Traitor Palpatine. They are met by Fox, who shrugs and goes with them (with his own platoon of CG) without argument when Appo says that Palpatine is a Jedi. The active chips do muffle the Clones in the Force, a deliberate feature that Palpatine never thought could be used against him.

So Palpatine, the shiny new Emperor, is Emperor for about 20 minutes before he is shot through with so many bolts that he is basically left a goo on the floor. This bypasses every single one of his backup plans, many of which could not be fully put in place until he was Emperor, so there is no ‘Palpatine returns’.

At the temple roughly a dozen members of the 501st enter the Healing Halls, carrying a stunned Anakin Skywalker. Even stunned the healers can tell he is in some kind of mental breakdown. The healers (who do filter out anything that is not helpful o figuring out what is wrong with their patients, so ignore the whole ‘Palpatine the Jedi traitor’ thing) take from what the troopers have to say that they believe that Anakin may be possessed by something and that he is worrying about Padme Amidala’s health, both of which are causing the breakdown.

So Padme is collected by the rest of the 501st and brought to the healing halls, and it is decided that Anakin will be kept unconscious until his former Master, Obi WAn, is back on planet (if he is possessed then having his loved ones there is the best bet for breaking through and of Anakin’s loved one Obi wan would be the best equipped to not be killed). The healers, upon seeing Padme’s pregnancy, insist on a full exam. During this exam it is discovered that, due to a growth on her pelvic bone, a natural birth would likely be fatal to her and possibly the children (I do love the idea that Palpatine was feeding Anakin those visions, or that the visions were caused by Palpatine or Anakin causing Padme’s death, but it is also interesting to think that the visions were legitimate and the cause was something natural). Padme is scolded for not seeking out proper prenatal care, which would have noted the problem. The healers schedule her for an induced c section closer to her due date and ask that she check in daily (or sooner if she starts feeling anything weird) to make sure there is nothing else.

The Coruscant Guard continues to hunt through the Senate for ‘Jedi’, of which there is less than you would think. Yes a couple of hundred who meet the clone definition, but that is out of more that 100,000 beings in the building at any one time (with almost 25,000 systems represented, if assume an average of 2 senators per system, that is 50,000 senators. With a retinue of aids, guards, interns, and others that easily clears into 100,000).

And there is just…so much confusion (I find that I love pairing ‘Order 66 happened differently’ with ‘and everyone is confused’, it gives me great joy).

From the point of view of the Jedi, between on moment and the next the clones decided it was time to mutiny and the only explanation that is given is ‘The Jedi are traitors, we must kill the traitors’ as the clones continuously fail to shoot any Jedi (Like even the stormtroopers of canon do not fail to hit their stated targets this badly), though the clones have shot many people.

From the point of view of the Senate, between one moment and the next the Clones chose high treason with no explanation (Because no one conscious on Coruscant knew that Palpatine was a Sith and the beings that knew about the chips and Order 66 ended up pretty high on the ‘Traitor Jedi’ list and killed).

In the Force, and the Manda, respectively, Palpatine and Jango Fett were watching this happening with their own confusion. This was not the plan.

The Generals do eventually get an order to the clones to capture instead of kill the ‘Jedi traitors’. By this point the Coruscant Guard had cleared the Senate and were just starting to descend levels of Coruscant in search of Jedi traitors. It is not too long after this that Mace Windu is found and brought back to the Temple, near death. They also figure out why the Clones do not consider the Jedi, Jedi. It is decided that they cannot correct the Jedi definition issue until they figure out the ‘shoot the Jedi’ issue.

In this version the chips do not do anything to the personalities or memories of the clones, they simply reinforce the flash training for the Orders and remove any ability to disobey.

With the 212th, Obi Wan had spent a decent amount of time over the course of the war finding excuses to get rid of nat born officers that treated the clones as less than sentient. With his mindset of ‘a certain point of view’ he was pretty successful. There were still a handful in the higher command (the higher the officer was in the command structure, the harder it was to get rid of them) but none of the natborn officers that would be on the ground, or even in communication with the forces on Utapau. Though the activation of the chips and the death that followed caused a bit of a shiver in the Force, it was not the screaming darkness of Canon and was lost in the madness of battle.

So it was not until they were being transported back to the Resolute that Cody, quite proudly, announced that the Jedi traitors had been routed from the 212th. Obi Wan had questions. Cody answered with things that explained nothing

Obi Wan: Jedi…Traitors?

Cody (nodding): The Jedi have been discovered as traitors to the Republic, Sir, a kill on sight order is now in effect.

Obi Wan: I don’t remember anyone trying to kill me?

Boil (Visibly offended, even through his bucket): You’re no Jedi, general.

Obi Wan: I’m…I’m not?

Every Trooper on the ship in unison: Jedi have Power.

Obi Wan (Internally):What does that mean? WHAT DOES that mean? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?

Cody (Now looking a little concerned): Sir, you've gone really pale. Do you need a medic?

They head back for Coruscant. On the way Obi Wan receives a series of messages. First, there are no high council members currently conscious on Coruscant. There should have been five. Anakin had been stunned by his own trooper, is possibly possessed, and is being held unconscious just in case. Agen Kolar, Saesee Tiin, and Kit Fisto have simply vanished. Mace Windu had been missing but was found and is now in Bacta with extensive injuries sans one hand.

No one had been told that those four members had been going to confront Palpatine and as soon as Palpatine had been killed (in a hallway), his office had been automatically locked down. So no one knows that behind the shielding are the bodies of three Jedi Masters.

Second, not only was the 212th not the only battalion to commit some form of mutiny, the 501st and the Coruscant Guard had apparently abruptly decided that high treason was a reasonable action. All the while claiming that they are hunting Jedi Traitors (with not a single person they shot being a Jedi). The senate had also apparently realized that without the Coruscant Guard, there is not enough manpower to stop the Clones from killing whomever they wished (Much of the Senate had been so proud of the cost cutting measure of reducing the non clone security forces).

Third, since the remaining members of the council were spread throughout the galaxy (with Obi Wan being the closest), as soon as he arrived on Coruscant Obi Wan would be in charge of figuring out what was going on with the Clones, before the Senate found enough people to capture them. Then deal with the political clusterfuck of mutiny and high treason (as the Clones were considered part of the Order). Find time to help Anakin.

Killing Grievous was supposed to give Obi Wan less to do, not more. With the knowledge that there is something wrong with the Clones, he cannot even flirt with Cody (They had an understanding about exploring a romantic relationship after the war ended, but as stress relief both would flirt back and forth and see how explicit they can get before someone called them on it-The only reason no one had yet is because the 212th had a bet going on CodyWan admitting they are together and no one wants to be disqualified by influencing the results).

It should be made clear, Obi Wan still does not know at this point that Palpatine is the Sith. He does not know that there are chips in the clones. He has no idea that Anakin had chosen to fall (though it did not really go anywhere) and is likely going to wake up half willing to slaughter everyone. He doesn’t even really know that Padme is a week away from being induced (still early but the healers do not want to wait any longer).

So even as he is contemplating everything on his plate, Obi Wan does not even know the half of it.

By the time Shaak Ti, who had to corral Kamino (in which roughly half the Kaminoans in Tipoca city and a third of the remaining trainers were accused of being Jedi by both the battalion stationed there and the cadets), is back in contact, the bodies of the missing Masters were found. She is the one to float the idea of a malfunction to the chips (the report about Tup and Fives was still in the ‘to be reviewed’ queue for the Jedi Council-The Council is about 12-18 months behind on reviewing mission reports).

The news of the chips…does not make things better.

#star wars #star wars the clone wars #star wars au #clone wars au #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #fanfiction prompt #codywan #sheev palpatine

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thegreenlizard · 13 days

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Alright so, largely inspired by a conversation with @glass-expanse about Obi-Wan becoming the Mand'alor, here's the first chapter of that hypothetical story!

I don't know if I'll end up writing anymore, but I am absolutely keen to talk about it more so feel free to send asks or various ramblings about it! More thoughts at the bottom.

(Also @bucketorandomness you wanted a tag <3)

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The weapon hung heavy under Korkie's poncho as he trudged through the sands, head protected from the beating suns by a hood. Tatooine was not, exactly, where he had expected his quest to take him when he set out but here he was, walking across the Dune Sea in search of a reported 'crazy old man' who could be the saviour of his people.

Now that he was here, it seemed like a fool's errand. Ancient traditions that no one really held to anymore, a last desperate attempt to salvage something from the mess the Empire had made of the world.

Rumours had circulated that Maul was dead--and as the last holder of the Darksaber, whoever had killed him could claim the title of Mand'alor--ruler of all the Mandalorians.

Korkie had been involved in many discussions, debates and arguments over what to do with the recovered weapon for almost a year now. His aunt Bo-Katan had been insistent that she wield it, or at least that one of their own take it. Others had been far more vocal about following traditions. The saber had no power unless its traditions were held.

Finally, the few scattered clans had come to a reluctant and tentative agreement--they would send one to find out what had happened. This scout would see if Maul's killer was a suitable leader and hand over the saber.

Or challenge him and claim the saber for himself.

The only way Bo-Katan could be appeased was if her own family were sent. And so Korkie found himself in the middle of the desert, on a fool's errand with minimal optimism.

He had followed Maul's trail with surprising ease to Taootine, and from there it had taken some asking around and searching to find what he was looking for. There were rumours of strange flashes of lights in the Dune Sea months ago, not far from Beggar's canyon.

Reportedly, the only person who lived out that way was crazy Old Man Kenobi.

The name left a strange, dry taste in Korkie's mouth when he had first heard it. Kenobi--a promise unfulfilled, a dream left unreached. He'd spent his childhood dreaming of the name that might have belonged to him, and his adulthood unravelling the lies.

Of course, he couldn't be sure that the man he was looking for was the same man who had haunted his adolescent years. But who else would be able to kill a Sith Lord?

He wasn't sure what he hoped for.

A hut sat on the hill above him and Korkie paused a moment, looking up at it. He touched the sabre at his belt again to make sure it was still there and began the climb up.

He was almost to the door when he felt the familiar tingling sensation of a blaster trained on him. He froze, snapping his head up to see an old man standing a few paces away from the house, a rifle trained on him.

Korkie raised his hands as he studied the man. He was old--old enough to make him wonder if maybe this wasn't the Kenobi he had been expecting. His beard was white and his face worn--tired and old in a way that seemed all too familiar in the last years.

But as Korkie looked further, he began to see a familiar chin, the way the beard sculpted his face. He had only met Kenobi once, on the worst day of his life, but he knew his own face well enough to see the similarities.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi?"

Something flashed across the man's face--fear, surprise, shock--only to be immediately hidden again.

"No one by that name lives here," he answered and his voice was enough to confirm to Korkie he wasn't telling the entire truth.

"You are Kenobi though?"

"Ben Kenobi."

Korkie bit out a sharp laugh at that.

"Of all the names you could have hidden behind and you chose the one she gave you."

That got a reaction. His eyes darkened for a moment, and then recognition slowly broke over the old man’s face and he shouldered his rifle.

“Korkie Kryze. I never expected you of all people would come out here.”

“Well, here I am,” Korkie said.

Kenobi studied him for a moment, then shouldered his rifle.

“Come on then.”

He moved inside and Korkie hurried after him.

It was a small, simple building, a far cry from what Korkie assumed the former Jedi Master had once been used to but similar enough to what his people had been living in he felt no sympathy. Kenobi tossed the rifle to one side and settled himself on one of the cushioned benches along the wall, gesturing for Korkie to sit as well. He did, glancing a little nervously at the rifle so casually thrown aside.

“Oh, it hasn’t got any charge,” Kenobi said casually. “I would never actually use something like that--it's more of a warning to the few people who ever come out here.”

“Why are you out here?” Korkie asked. For years he had thought Kenobi had died in the Purge. He had mourned that as a child, but he had moved on and recovered. When rumours of Maul’s death started spreading, a small part of him wondered--maybe even hoped, though he would never admit that.

And now, here he was, sitting before the man himself.

“It’s as good a place as any to hide,” Kenobi mused, stroking his beard and staring out the window at the clear afternoon sky.

“Is that really what you’re doing?” Korkie demanded. “Hiding?” He wasn’t sure he could quite believe it. He remembered that horrible, horrible day when he was a teenager--the day he had met Kenobi and lost the person most important to him, all in one. Then Kenobi had been strong, despite it all. He had never given up, he had continued to fight.

“Korkie, I am the Empire’s number one target right now,” Kenobi said quietly. “If they knew where I was, I would not be anywhere for long.”

“So you’ve just given up,” Korkie said.

“No. I’m waiting.”

“For what! What could you possibly be waiting for that you can’t make a difference now.” A part of him, brought up by the memories of his childhood, wondered at how much he had changed. He had been a pacifist as a child, raised as he was. He had thought Satine’s way was right.

Maybe he’d been spending too much time with Bo-Katan. Maybe she had always been right.

“I’m waiting for hope,” Kenobi said, and Korkie scowled.

“For hope? What good is hope without action? You could be doing something now, something useful, something that would actually strike a blow to the heart of the Empire! That’s why I came. You can’t wait for hope, you have to fight for it!”

“I can’t help you, Korkie. I’m not what you’re looking for.”

“You killed Maul.”

That seemed to catch his attention. He turned away from the window to focus on Korkie, though he seemed unable to hold eye contact for any length of time.

“You killed Maul,” Korkie repeated. “And Maul was the last person to hold the Dark Sabre.”

A strange, shocked, angry and terrified expression flittered across the old man’s face.

“No,” he said. Korkie didn’t pay any attention.

“By tradition, that means you can claim the Dark Saber and unite the Mandalorians.”

“I will not--”

“Someone has to. I know you can do it--you were a General! If my people were united, think what we could do against the Empire. You know I’m right.”

“Your people? I thought the Death Watch were not Mandalorian.”

“Mandalore no longer exists. We cannot pick and choose who is Mandalorian. We are scattered and few--we need a Mand’alor. We need a banner to unite under.”

“And you want that to be me?”

“You have a right to the Dark Sabre and thus the title of Mand’alor.”

“No.”

He repeated it firmly, strongly. Korkie could tell he would have a hard time convincing him.

He also knew if it came down to a fight, he wasn’t confident he could win.

“So you give up?” he accused. “You sit down and let people die around you? You abandon those who need you?”

“I am needed here,” he said softly. Korkie stood, clenching his fists.

“Hut’uun,” he spat. From Kenobi’s wince, he knew the former Jedi understood the impact of the insult.

“Claim the sabre for yourself, Korkie,” Kenobi said quietly, again not meeting his eyes. “Say you beat me in trial and lead your people. It is your birthright.”

“I never wanted to fight,” Korkie said, fists still clenched at his side. Kenobi just bowed his head and the younger man scowled

He turned to go, but he knew he couldn't leave--not like this. Not without saying something, not without giving something to the part of him that was still 15 and wondering. Not without striking one final blow to the cowardly old man.

He paused at the door and looked back. Kenobi looked strangely frail and old in the dim shadows of his house. Nothing like the proud Jedi General he had been in awe of as a young man.

"You know Satine wasn't my aunt," he said.

Kenobi nodded slowly.

"I know." His voice was soft, holding all the aching memories Korkie tried never to think about.

"Then you know who my father is?"

He kept his eyes locked on the old Jedi, refusing to let him charm his way out of this one. Kenobi still didn't meet his eyes.

"Yes."

It was all that needed to be said. Korkie nodded, turning abruptly and taking a deep breath. His vision blurred and he told himself it was just his eyes adjusting to the light of the evening suns.

"Korkie," Kenobi called, his voice catching Korkie as he stepped forward. He stopped but didn't turn around. "For what it's worth--I'm sorry."

Korkie felt a strange urge to laugh. This frail, broken old man was apologising. Apologising for a childhood of wondering, decades of feeling lost and out of place, a lifetime of missing someone he never even knew.

Apologising for his mother's violent and unnecessary death. For the destruction of his home. For the end of the world. For sitting back and watching everything burn around him.

Before he could fully think it through, he turned.

"Prove it." His voice was barely a whisper, a beg. He felt like he was fourteen again, wishing his mother would for once let him be her son and not her nephew.

“I wish I could.” Kenobi looked up at him, face haunted and deep with grief. Korkie couldn’t quite bring himself to feel sorry for the old man. But he felt something--betrayal maybe. Sorrow over what could have been. “But I am needed here.”

“What could possibly be on this dustball that’s more important than striking against the Empire,” Korkie asked softly.

“Hope.” He hesitated a moment and Korkie could sense he was debating saying more. Finally, he let out a long sigh. “There is a boy here who could save the galaxy when he is grown. It is my duty to watch over him and protect him.”

“Duty,” Korkie said. “It’s always duty with you, isn’t it. The perfect Jedi, following his code exactly. Too focused on his duty to think about his family. Did you even care? Did you even care about my mother, or was she just a mission--a passing fancy?”

Again, Kenobi couldn’t meet his eye.

“Of course I loved her,” he said softly, voice heavy. “I would have left the Order had she asked. There were moments I wanted her to ask.” He looked up again, at Korkie silhouetted in the doorway.

“Then leave for me.”

For a moment, Korkie almost thought he would. For a moment, Korkie could almost imagine returning to his people with a new leader, returning with a mission accomplished and hope for the Mandalorians.

For a chance to know his father.

But Kenobi slowly shook his head, dropping his gaze once again. Korkie refused to be disappointed--he just turned and strode quickly away from the house, away from the sad, cowardly old man waiting for a hope that would never come.

He told himself the Mandalorians were better off without him. He told himself he could return and rule them and would do a better job than a former Jettsi. He told himself he had lived over thirty years without a father and he didn’t need one now.

He told himself this, and if any tears formed in his eyes the hot suns of Tatooine swallowed them before they could fall.

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I struggled so much with how Obi-Wan would actually be convinced to leave Luke and the solution I came up with was just too long and boring and I wasn't that interested in writing it at this stage so you just get this sorry!

The way I imagine it goes, is that Luke around this time is about 15/16 and starts using the Force accidentally. Which then draws attention, and as much as they hate to, Owen and Beru end up going to Obi-Wan because they realise that this is what Obi-Wan is there for, and if Luke keeps messing around with the Force he's going to be noticed.

So Obi-Wan agrees to train Luke then, but they need to get off Tatooine. And Korkie's still on the planet trying to cool off his anger and disappointment before heading back to meet up with the other Mandalorians. Then Obi-Wan with teenage Luke rock up and after some argument and convincing, the three of them head off on a grand adventure, Luke kind of being trained as a Jedi/in the Force but also Korkie insisting they go back to the Mandalorians.

And then I dunno where it'd go from there. I imagine it would take Obi-Wan a while to actually be convinced to become the Mand'alor - he's also probably Not a Fan of the Dark Sabre in general cos it was the weapon used to kill Satine. Obviously some family bonding, in case it wasn't obviously in this au I'm going with the Korkie being Obi-Wan's son headcanon because it adds just another fun layer!

Anyway eventually probably Obi-Wan (and maybe Luke) becomes a full Mandalorian and potentially leader of the Mandalorians (Bo-Katan is Not Impressed) and idk how it'll all play out. Do think it'd be fun to bring Leia in at some point, maybe make her a Mandalorian as well just for fun! Leia would make a great mando. (also Obi-Wan and Bail reunion. Tbh Obi-Wan and Leia reunion would also be fun. Ahsoka shows up at some point as well I'm sure because I love her and she deserves it)

#mand'alor kenobi au #obi-wan kenobi #korkie kryze #obi wan kenobi #fanfic

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thegreenlizard · 14 days

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The control chips are activated early

The clone revolt on Kamino fails and the chips are activated years ahead of the schedule, before the Jedi even discover the army.

The clones break their indoctrination (the mundane kind) while still on Kamino. Their revolt is stopped by the control chips taking over years earlier than planned.

When the Jedi are drafted as generals and commanders for the clones, there’s something very creepy and terribly off about them, but no one can quite put their finger on what exactly. Some take this as proof about the clones being little more than flesh droids, some find their men very creepy and try to interact with them as little as possible. And some start poking their noses where they don’t belong…

#plot bunny #blanket permission #tcw au #space bunnies

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thegreenlizard · 15 days

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Do you have thoughts about AUs where the clones essentially become a 4th Mandalorian faction (or an independent group with cultural ties)? It might be interesting to see interactions between the New Mandalorian Satine and a Vod’alor

I know a lot of people don't like the idea of clones as/ emulating Mando's or speaking mando's but I do, and i see it as very plausible considering half of the Trainers Jango brought in to essentially raise them were Mandalorian, which means the clones probably heard a lot of mando'a and witnessed a lot of mandalorian customs growing up even if they weren't actively taught in most cases.

So.

The idea that they reform the army into a quasi-mandalorian faction and screw up Mandalorian politics even more is delightful to me.

That said, I think candidates for Vod'alor are: Cody (largest amount of troops under his command), Alpha 17 (trained half or more of all these cadets), Fox (administrative supervillain), or Rex (Rex is bulliable baby brother shaped while also being one of the 'big brothers'. He didn't ask for this. He didn't want it. Cody, Alpha, Fox and Wolffe just sort of propped him up as the Vod'alor so they didn't have to be the face of it and now he's stuck there with his awful council of terrible brothers).

Satine vs. Alor Cody - their relationship, on the surface, appears pleasantly cordial. Obi-Wan, sitting between them, is in fact feeling ice cold. Cody always brings gifts to their meetings. Satine always thanks him, but of course - you shouldn't have, she says.

Cody's gifts are not small. They aren't exactly gifts in the normal sense. You see, Cody goes in and Cody solves problems on Satine's behalf.

She doesn't ask for this, is the problem. She doesn't like how he solves these problems, is the problem.

Nonetheless, Cody kindly and persistently performs acts of service and generosity upon her world that slowly but surely push Satine firmly in his debt, whether she wants to acknowledge this or not.

Cody does not leave her the option of failing to acknowledge it.

He's not asking for much in return. A small moon on an outer system of the sector, maybe. It doesn't even have to be that hospitable. His men are good at toeing the line. They'll keep to her policies. Her laws. while on her worlds.

And Cody will see to it that they keep solving her problems.

Satine vs. Alor Alpha 17 - screaming matches. Horrible arguments. Alpha found one of the sectors old bombed out cities and just moved the vode in. When the duchess protests he calls refugee status and reminds her that Mandalore signed a treaty regarding the treatment of refugees, didn't it? She hates him. Alpha's having a great time. He thinks she's fun.

He's got seven million baby vode holopics and Satine finds them begrudgingly adorable. Baby holopics are how Alpha 17 solves every single one of their arguments.

Alpha adheres to none of her policies and ignores a great many of her laws. Alpha makes himself Death Watch's biggest problem. Satine does not thank him for this.

Satine vs. Alor Fox - Genuinely, i think Fox and Satine would get along the best out of all the options. Fox understands politics better than any of his brothers, and administration, and Fox full on sells out blackmail material on half the galactic senate in exchange for allowing the vode citizenship and Satine Kryze is too ambitious and her sector needs too many things for her not to take it.

I think they have caf dates. I think Satine gives Fox a government position and Fox becomes her worst opposition when it comes to enacting security reforms. Fox submits his own security reforms. Satine begrudgingly admits that they're good, and even more - Fox is better than she is as resource budgeting and allocation, but Fox's proposals aren't exactly in line with her personal beliefs and the New Mandalorian party line.

The vode, however, aren't adherent to the same beliefs that the True Mandalorians or Death Watch held, and she finds him more difficult to argue with because of this. His reasonings are entirely different than a traditional mandalorian's. Fox and Satine have very calm arguments, where they get vicious with verbal technicality. These arguments can go on for hours.

When Fox gets tired of arguing about something, he will casually drop in session a reminder that the vode *do not have normal experiences and everything about his life is either pitiable or horrifying* and in the ensuing dead silence he will casually push through a vote on the issue or move on to the next item on the agenda while making the rest of the room feels shocked and guilty as hell.

Satine can't even call him on it without feeling like a monster. Fox is tricky like that.

Satine vs. Rex - Rex lands on the wrong planet because he borrowed a ship from Anakin and the navigation is a little funky and anyway he ends up talking to the Kryze in charge of Death Watch instead of the Kryze in charge of the New Mandalorians and uh - accidentally gets into a challenge and wins leadership of, like, a quarter of the Mandalore Sector under Death Watch's control and, uh, then meets Satine Kryze, the actual recognized ruler of Mandalore and she is not happy with him.

She does, however, agree to accept that quarter of Mandalore back into the fold if they adhere to her policies.

His council says no. So Rex respectfully declines that offer and accidentally ends up at the head of a cold civil war in the Mandalore sector and he didn't even mean to be competing with the duchess and yet the popularity between the two of them ends up in fierce competition in the public sphere and Rex is just - trying to get the cadets in winter coats and keep the arc troopers from blowing stuff up and he ends up fighting his way through half of death watch when they keep challenging him for his position once they realize he isn't interested in actually going to war with the duchess for control of mandalore and -

Ahsoka agrees to come mediate sometimes.

Satine and Rex remain irreconcilable on certain issues. The cold war continues.

Satine doesn't actually dislike Rex personally. Ahsoka definitely treats their negotiations as more of a personal annual vacation.

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