Force knows why, this will be your final chance before I have you sent back to be dealt with by your creators. However … Weapon Master Fett here seems to think you deserve another chance. " CT-5991 (oh he just had to put the emphasis on his number didn't he?) If I had my way you would be shipped back to Kamino for reconditioning right now. General Windu glared at Sunny as the other Jedi made a vain attempt not to laugh. Windu looked like he was about to bust a blood vessel. He couldn't help but interrupt Windu, he never did like the uptight, rule loving Jedi anyway.Ī slight smirk flickered across his face. Sunny didn't know why but he liked this Jedi, at least more than any of the others he'd served under do far. His amber and blue eyes were open and honest in comparison to General Windu's cold brown eyes. He seemed young for a master, around thirty at the most, and didn't seem to give off the same harsh aloof aura like most of the other Jedi Sunny had met. Sunny took the time to analyse the unknown Jedi further.
The two Jedi paused in their argument and looked at him General Windu with disgust, the unknown Jedi with a mixture of curiosity and amused acceptance.
He even had a Z-6 rotary gun slung over his back and a DC-15 strapped to one hip, unusual weapons for a Jedi to be carrying. In fact if it wasn't for the two lightsabers (were those teeth on the ends?!) at his belt he could have easily passed for a clone if he was wearing a helmet. Unusually, this Jedi didn't appear to have done what most of the other Jedi generals had done which was supplement their robes with armour. The unknown Jedi was wearing battered Phase 1 armour that definitely had seen better days. Side shaved blond hair framed a pair of mismatched eyes and a proud, scarred face that was currently twisted in irritation. He suspected the other Jedi might be the Outcasts General but seeing how he'd never so much as seen the elusive Jedi, probably because the Outcasts had kept to themselves, he couldn't be sure. One of them he recognised as Jedi General Windu, however the other he did not recognise right away. The door opened to reveal two Jedi shouting at each other.
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Unlike you Master, I know the value of free thinking."
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" Zip it, I don't want to fekkin' hear it. "He saved several clones from being shot by clankers and you lot just threw him in here?! What's the kriffin' matter with you?" He had looked up when loud voices had suddenly sounded along the corridor outside his cell. He was going to be sent back to Kamino for reconditioning this time for sure, he'd been told this was his last chance to not screw up. They couldn't even just ignore him and get on with trying to win the war, he apparently had to be made an example of. Instead of commending him for limiting casualties and sticking it to the Seppies, they'd thrown him down here to await yet another court martial. Things were looking really bad for him right now.
The Corporal placed his head in his hand and cursed quietly. The high ranking Jedi didn't need to know that Sunny had been trying to get the attention of the Outcasts in the hope of getting a transfer. Yes, it was possible he'd been showing off in the hope of impressing Outcast Company that feared and respected Company of last chancers and renegade clones who were currently hitching a ride with them on the Endurance. Never mind the fact they had won the battle or anything like that, Jedi didn't seem to like it when they were told just where to go by a mere clone. He'd been thrown in there again after taking matters into his own hands, and as a result had disobeyed a direct order. The first time he met one of the two Jedi he would one day call vod, it was in the Brig of the Endurance. Chapter 1: "So you think you can handle a degenerate like me?"