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Janet Drake had been a blade.



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    Everything I've written staring my darling, damaged Janet.

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    The sale of a soul, even metaphorically, is a weighty thing. Tim makes his choice, Ra's takes advantage, and everyone deals with the fallout.

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    The clones were made for the Jedi, and they cannot bear to be without their Generals. At least a few would have been likely to take a 'souvenir' in remembrance, after the Order - after they came back to themselves

    And the former members of the Grand Army of the Republic are intimately familiar with the skills of the Cloners of Kamino.

    …what do you want to bet that at least one clone - let’s say Rex, for the sake of argument. Purely as a random example! (wink wink cough cough) - has a knot of hair as a lover’s token from a Jedi.

    (Copper-red, of course. Was there ever any doubt?)

    He raises the resulting clone as his own child - his and his lover’s both.

    Thus is born the Teeny Tiny Mandalorian Kenobis universe.

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    "Is it true that you were sent to Burial Mound? How did you make it out alive?"

    "I didn't." he replied, and never said which question he was answering.

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    “You wouldn’t want to miss that match," the administrator said.

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    Orion gave a small gasp, helplessly. “But I have to do something.”

    The Champion sighed noisily. “Why, exactly?”

    “Because—it’s grotesque!” Orion said, in a burst. “Maybe you don’t care—maybe they aren’t forcing you. But there were twelve matches today. I watched—I watched—twelve mechs die, and in the box they—they clapped—” His voice choked off, fuzzing into distortion.

    “Mm,” the Champion said. “I see. You just haven’t generated the crucial logical shift yet.”

    “What?” Orion said, staring at him.

    “Something should be done,” the Champion said, in patient tones. “That’s what you mean. Unless you’re delusional enough to imagine that quitting your job is, in fact, going to do something to save as much as a single gladiator...

    ...And—he couldn’t, actually, imagine how he could fix any of that. If he quit his job, someone else would take it, and what would he do to get his fuel? If he tried to pay his low-caste workers more, the corporation would fire him, no matter how much more efficient he’d made their systems. If he pitched in with the scraping, he’d just get solvent toxicity within two vorn and end up with the medics. He had a streamlined racer altmode, he couldn’t sweep streets. He sure as hell couldn’t take anyone’s place on the front lines, or in the arena.

    The single stark conclusion unfurled itself in his logic unit, exactly as the Champion had predicted: something should be done. By someone who had power, someone who had influence; someone else, who wasn’t him. Maybe he could talk to the head of the corporation—except that idea foundered, laughable, against the smirk on Voltage Secundus’ face, and the voices in the box upstairs, you wouldn’t want to miss that match, all the administrators wanting a mech, this mech right in front of him, to die horribly just for their pleasure. Which of them was going to do anything? They did know, they had seen and they knew, and they’d already chosen not to care.

    Or maybe—maybe they’d also decided, on the day they’d first seen and known, that only somebody else could do the something there was to do. And if he decided that same thing now, and accepted that conclusion into his core—then he could go home. To Ariel and Dion. To his job. To the promotion that would be coming. And the one after that, and the one after that, until one day he rated a standing invitation to that big fancy box, with the good view of mechs dying for his entertainment. And maybe by then he’d have spent so long integrating the idea that—he’d be happy to be there, and he’d turn to someone sitting on his left and say too bad he didn’t lose this time.

    “No,” Orion whispered, and manually dumped the conclusion, leaving his logic unit circling in a terrible yawning hole of uncertainty, a loop with no exit condition.

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    Neville told him to think of it like the DA. “Only now you can take away house points when the students get cheeky.”

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    Jonathan's life is very hard.

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    He will not be the ANBU who let the jinchuuriki plummet to his death out a fourth story window. Let that be another ANBU’s legacy.

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