Smiling quietly as she accepted the cup of tea Commander Colt made for her, Shaak nodded her thanks to him as she cradled the cup close, savoring the warmth and scent of the precious liquid. Across the table, Depa accepted her own cup from Colt, smiling softly up at the man and then blowing on the tea, a tad more impatient than Shaak for the heat.
Not that Shaak could blame her, Depa had just arrived and it had been raining as usual.
The wind had a tendency to make things cold.
Curled into his master’s side, Caleb napped quietly, the quiet buzz of troopers all around them sending the young padawan into a deep, secure sleep.
Not that Shaak was any better, if she was honest.
Ever since Vod’alor Kote, since Commander Cody, conquered Coruscant and took over the Republic, a sense of security had finally settled into Shaak’s very bones and soul.
The knowledge that the Senate could no longer use them was… reassuring.
That was the easiest word Shaak could use, reassuring. Her actual emotions couldn’t be put into words, the sensation of overwhelming joy, the painful relief, uncertainty of the future, the knowledge the troopers were there…
So many emotions and mixing and mangling in her chest and filling her with a sensation she just couldn’t explain.
And over all of it, happiness, warmth, the knowledge that they were safe.
Yes, Shaak was more than happy to sit with her fellow council member, enjoy the tea Colt had made for them as Caleb napped on his master, his mother’s, lap.
Not that he knew it.
The jedi did their best to shield their own children from the knowledge.
To know you were the product of a Senator taking advantage of a Jedi, to know you were the product of rape…
Yes, the Jedi did their best to shield the children. So many of the younglings were given fake planets to claim their own.
She knew that Caleb’s history listed him as ‘Coruscantian’ born, young Zatt was listed as coming from Dac instead of the home of Glee Anselm like Kit and she was aware that Cal Kestie was listed as coming from one of Stewjon’s moons, instead of the planet.
Just enough that his biology could be explained but try not to put him to close to Obi-Wan.
There were many other younglings like them.
But generally, only the parents themselves and the healers in question knew. The only reason Shaak was aware of Cal, Caleb and Zett was because of her own closeness to their parents on the Jedi council.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t know.
But one could only spend so much time together before one figured things out.
Cal Kestie especially was easy to see, the way he looked so much like Obi-Wan and how rare redheaded humans apparently were. That relationship was more of an open secret than anything due to the similarity.
Just like the Vod’alor and Obi-Wan’s relationship.
Or well, almost relationship.
Obi-Wan himself had not cottoned on but the rest of the council could see how much the Vod’alor pined for his Jedi, the way he watched him with a softness that… well, frankly Obi-Wan deserved.
They could also tell that there was no chance in hell Kote would do anything, that the clone was terrified of abusing his position of power.
It made Shaak hope that Obi-Wan figured out things sooner rather than later, seeing as he pined for his former Commander too.
In these trying days, Shaak couldn’t help but feel that they all deserved some happiness. Some softness. “Are you returning to Coruscant?” She looked up from her cup, meeting Depa’s eyes at the quiet question.
The other simply looked curious, so Shaak shook her head. “Not… yet at least. I believe I will stay here for as long as the clones are here.” She glanced at Colt, smiling slightly when the commander straightened in attention, his chest puffing out slightly.
After all, they had looked after her, had shielded Shaak.
She should return the favor until the last of the clones were decanted and ready to move out.
The Jedi owed them that much she felt and by the soft, none-judgmental hum she got from Depa, it was clear the other both understood and agreed.
Let the Jedi give back to the troopers, in any way they were willing to accept the aid of Jedi.
With a twitch of his tentacles, Master Fisto looked up in utter bemusement. “Pardon but would you please repeat that Commander Monnk?” The Jedi questioned, his head tentacles writhing slightly in what those familiar with nautolan biology knew meant a mix of amusement and surprise.
A long suffering sigh escaped the clone commander, Monnk as Fisto said, the man still standing in front of his General’s desk in parade rest. As if he wanted to be doing anything but be standing in front of one of his Generals, posing said question but dutifully, he repeated himself. “What do Jedi think about water sir?” He stated drolly.
Large eyes blinked up at Monnk, Fisto clearly amused now as he leaned back in his chair, his pad, likely paperwork for the war, abandoned.
The trooper shrugged with another loud, exasperated sigh. “I’m sorry sir, its the blog. The Jedi are cats blog,” He sighed even louder somehow, sounding as if he was done with everything and grumble when the Jedi threw his head back and laughed.
The trooper holding the camera gave a stifled giggle, the camera view shaking slightly before they managed to still and keep the focus on the Jedi.
“I see, this is in relation to how some felines react to water, hmm?” Fisto finally got out when he stopped laughing so hard his eyes teared up, the man rubbing at his green skin with a wide, sharp toothed grin.
He got a nod from the human standing at his desk.
Leaning his elbow on the desk and his head on his hand, Fisto continued smiling up at the commander. “Of course, individual Jedi have their preferences but Jedi in general delight in water. I guess in some way, we end up being like tigers, tigers enjoy water,” He pointed out before going quiet for a few seconds, his face thoughtful. “Of course, there are some Jedi that do not like water beyond drinking it. We are all individual. After all, I know that Corporal Lacy quite hates getting wet, I’ve heard her little rants.” He stated teasingly, winking lightly.
A snort escaped Commander Monnk, the man saluting. “True enough sir. Apologies for disturbing you. I’ll let you get back to work and go find General Vebb.”
Chuckling, waving of the excuse with what could only be stated as a fond smile, Fisto turned back to the pad, grimacing slightly before focusing.
At that point, one might assume the camera would stop filming, after all, there was only one question, prompted by the holoblog run by the troopers. However, the camera does not cut out.
Instead it keeps filming in the dim tent where Fisto is working.
It becomes clear why after a few moments as Fisto twitches slightly in his seat.
Shifts.
A jerk is the single warning anyone gets before Fisto suddenly disappeared from view, the camera blurring as it followed the shape of the Jedi bouncing out of the tent.
The public gets treated to the Jedi jumping several meters into the air, Fisto climbing the mountain they are camping near with Force assisted jumps and acrobatic leaps.
Anyone familiar with cats already know whats going on.
But to those not, a text box suddenly appeared at the bottom of the video, paired with cute emojis of both Jedi and trooper helmets, explained what was going on with the Jedi sudden rush of activity.
‘Zoomies, also known as FRAP (Frenetic Random Activity Period) attacks, are precisely that, random bursts of high activity and energy. They usually don’t last long and you will know a zoomie episode when you see one. Like felines and some canine breeds, Jedi too can have these attacks after long periods of inactivity or boredom.’
Fisto, bounced from rock to rock as a few trooper watched him, resigned amusement visible everywhere.
Seeing as tumblr is being a twat about inserting links to tumblr as it just gives a weird header instead right at the moment, using the masterlist to find the story, which would give a chronological link of all dangerous galaxy chapters, seems to be the best idea.
You know what? I find it super interesting that the Order wasn’t too harsh on Anakin. In fact, you could even make the argument that they were too easy on him, if anything (which is an interesting parallel with Rael).
There are like a ton of instances of Anakin either not doing his job (and this isn’t me hating on him, I like Anakin, it’s an objective fact) or directly disobeying orders, and never facing any consequences for either. In fact, I don’t think we’ve ever seen Anakin actually be punished for anything (but if you can think of one time in the movies or TCW where he was not reprimanded or scolded, but actually punished for something – please tell me and I’ll amend this).
Consider:
Anakin loses R2 (after going against Obi-Wan’s advice to leave the system and staying to fight instead), R2 being full of like half of the army’s intel.
Consequences: Obi-Wan yells at Anakin for 30 secs and Anakin is sent to get R2, like he wanted to. (s1ep6)
One episode later (after disregarding Obi-Wan’s advice to wait for reinforcements):
Consequences:
A sigh and a glare, for putting multiple people at risk. That’s it. The transmission cuts off there, Ahsoka says Obi-Wan has a point, and nothing more comes out of it. (s1ep7)
Consequences for skipping out his meditative retreat (the time off he was given by theOrder): none that we see or are told about. We don’t know if anyone was even aware that he didn’t go on his retreat. Also, see his argument when Padmé says she doesn’t have time to go on a romantic vacation:
Anakin, a very important General but still a very young man, was given two weeks of completely unsupervised time off in the middle of a full scale war.
Consequences for keeping Mace, Obi-Wan and Yoda waiting for hours:
Nothing. Master Windu, the highly respected head of the Jedi Order, High General in the GAR, the boogeyman of the fandom, the ‘mean, horrible, awful Jedi Master who didn’t trust Anakin and didn’t like him and was always scolding him about all sorts of stuff and hated him and was mean’, didn’t have one word of reprimand for the 20 yo kid who kept him waiting all night and didn’t even give the barest of excuse or explanation for not answering his comm.
And this isn’t me setting out to bash Anakin or whatever! I’m not interpreting anything here, just showing examples of Anakin doing things that should earn him a very stern talking to, at the very least – considering his age, his status, and his rank in the army – but where we never see anything actually happen. That’s like the whole Prequels era, really. Anakin is never punished for his actions, until he is (see last gifs). I mean:
Consequences for flying into the command ship during TPM: none that we see or are told about.
Consequences for going to Tatooine in AotC, then going to Geonosis against direct orders, thus putting Senator Amidala in danger twice: none that we see or are told about. He is knighted a few months after and then given Ahsoka, and the Jedi all seem to think it’s a great idea, meaning people didn’t make any big deal out of his disregarding orders.
Consequences for flying to the Abregado system in s1ep2 to rescue Plo Koon, against the Council’s orders: Obi-Wan makes a snarky remark to Cody, Yoda makes a snarky remark to no one in particular, and Palpatine lies to Anakin about ‘the Council being furious’ when we just saw that they weren’t.
Consequences for disobeying Obi-Wan on Mortis in s3ep13: none.
Consequences for lying to Obi-Wan’s face about Rex’s helmet in s7ep2: Obi-Wan passive-aggressively asks him if he’s said hello to Padmé, nothing more comes out of it.
Consequences for being in a relationship (which isn’t technically forbidden, but it’s still far from ideal, especially considering Padmé is a Senator) and lying about it: the Council hints that they know about him and Padmé in the Clovis eps (s2ep4, s6ep6), Anakin always vehemently claims that they’re only friends. Nothing happens.
Consequences for constantly disobeying Obi-Wan, the Council, Yularen, and basically everybody ever:
For all his troublemaking, Anakin never actually gets into trouble, and I just think it contrasts nicely with the rather predominant view that the Jedi were overly critical of him, unduly harsh, and constantly on his back.
Do not return to the Temple…that time has past. And our future is uncertain. We will each be challenged. Our trust. Our faith. Our friendships. But we must persevere. And in time, a new hope will emerge. May the Force be with you, always.
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