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@winter_rose

Thank you for explaining!! 😀

@kylie-wingfeather

Ooo, you are learning French? I’m learning Latin, though I haven’t got very far yet!

AHSOKA TANO

The clone’s eyes grow wide, and then, suddenly, a big smile completely takes over his face.

“‘Soka! Hey, fellas, Ahsoka’s back! How’d it go?” He motions for us to take a seat. Hermione takes one across from me, and the clone — Traps, I remember his name — calls for the cook, then sits down next to me.

“We didn’t know you’d be back so soon,” he says, his tone suddenly gone from joyous to sober. “How many were lost?”

I realize that he thinks we’re back in Coruscant. He doesn’t know. I sigh and wrap my hands around a cup and looks down into its swirling, steaming contents.

“Traps, I don’t know where we are. I got separated from Obi-wan and Anakin. It seems you and the rest of us are all . . . lost.”

His face is blank, and I can tell he is wondering how badly the mission affected me. I know he’s scared for his brothers. I continue, my heart hurting.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t explain it well enough. Just take a peek outside.”

Holding my gaze for several more seconds, Traps slowly rises and walks over to the door. He peers out for a minute, then returns with wide eyes. He grabs his cup from the table, takes several gulps, and then looks around.

“Hey, boys,” he says, “where’s Captain Rex?”

I lean over to talk quietly with Hermione. “They are from Coruscant, and I was at  Lola Sayu. I have no idea how this could ever have happened!” I am completely mystified and have no idea how to work it out.

Hermione shakes her head, just as confused as I am. “I have no clue,” she whispers, “unless some black magic is involved.”

“The dark side?”

“Um, sure.”

“I wonder if Dooku is behind this,” I snarl, even though I know it is too great a mystery for him to contrive. Hermione shrugs, examines her drink for a second, and takes a sip.

I hear footsteps behind me and look up at Captain Rex. His blond hair is cropped extremely close to his scalp, and he has a small scar on his chin. Like all the other clones, when his face is relaxed, it looks like he is scowling. But right now he is dead serious.

“Ahsoka, what happened?”

“A lot, Rex, that’s what.”

I explain it the best I can to him, and then he to goes over to the door to see for himself. He turns around then and raises a hand for quiet. The hall is suddenly deathly silent.

“Brothers, we have a small problem. We are not in Coruscant anymore — we’re someplace else. I don’t know where. But stay calm. We can get out of this. We have been through much worse. So, eat all you can, grab your guns, and we’ll get moving.”

I have always admired his calm and steady demeanor, and am thankful for it now more than ever. “Hermione,” I say, “that there is one of the best clones ever made.”

She smiles. “I’m sure of it.”

After we quickly finish eating, I stand with Rex as the clones assemble. I introduce him to Hermione, and he smiles and holds out his hand.

I am beyond thankful to have met up with them, I think as we set out of the hall, searching for we don’t know what.