In the thick of it 7

After an uncomfortable night's rest on the floor since the Lurmen sized bed was too small for my stature. I woke up, in surprisingly little pain.

That medicine definitely did its job, it even has me smelling like flowers.

If the clones were actually paid, I'd ask for the recipe and start punting it through the entire GAR. Have the clones smelling so nice the enemy won't even want to fight them.

I took a cursory glance round the tent to find that I was the only one still here, Aayla must've got up early to welcome back Anakin and Ahsoka. Realising that I felt a good few falsk light than normal, I flusteredly patted myself down only to find that my entire supply of alcohol was missing.

"Bastard! She must've taken them while I was sleeping" I spat.

I knew the jedi were going down hill but this is a new low even for them. Stealing! Have the protectors of the galaxy devolved into common thieves!

Who would've thought that they stoop so low, that they'd even steal from one of their own. No matter how improper it is to be drinking on the job.

I thought I taught Aayla better.

Annoyed and Ultra sober, I left the tent. Shielding my eyes from the morning sun that infuriated my alcohol cleansed system. How was I supposed to make it through the day at this rate?

Looking around the village, I noticed that everything was unusually messy compared to last night. Yesterday when we found this place everything was in pristine condition, but now the paths are littered with randomly placed Lurmen utensils.

Is that a fucking Luremn on the roof?

Training my eyes onto one of the sloped roofs, I gawked at the passed out Lurmen who was lying in what must have been an exceedingly uncomfortable position. I mean the guys spine's literally in an upside down 'V'.

Someone's going to be in agony when they wake up.

Letting the force channel through me, I allowed me to sense the location of the other Jedi. Them, along with the clones were all sitting around a rock on the outskirts of the village, probably waiting for me to wake up.

As useful as the whole force Gps thing was, I found it tremendously creepy at times, because if you don't go out of your way to cloak yourself from other Jedi. They can genuinely sense you from nearly anywhere in the galaxy.

It's so bad that even when I don't intentionally try to sense the other jedi, I still get this weird feeling in the back of my mind that tells me they're all alive and well. It's as if we're all connected in this massive force spiderweb that lets everyone sense your status.

That's why I tend to cloak myself whenever I'm out and about in Coruscant.

Can't have wee Yoda peeking at me going to town on some hot burd I met at the bar.

On my way out of the village, I mulled over what the fuck happened while I was sleeping. The entire village looks like a house the day after a mad party.

Skywalker and Aayla were locked in conversation so the first to notice my arrival was Ahoksa who promptly sprang up from her seated position to taunt me at her earliest convenience.

"Look who finally decided to show up" The adolescent Torgruta gibed, pushing a fist out in my direction.

"Come back with that attitude after you've been blown up. We'll see if you can walk about the next day." I remarked, fulfilling her wish for a fistbump in the process.

Laughing it off, Ahsoka replies, "Keep dreaming. I'm too good to be caught out like that."

"If you're so good, why'd you trigger that tripwire on Christophsis?" Interjected Anakin, finished talking to Aayla, he adds, "Or what about the time you and Master Luminara let Gunray escape?"

While Anakin humbled Ahsoka, I straight up asked Aayla what she did with my flasks since she clearly never had them in person. Those skin tight clothes weren't hiding anything, neither her curves nor my flasks.

"Your flasks? I gave them to the Lurmen for safe keeping." She stated, before her lips curled into a mischievous smirk, "Though I'm not sure how well they looked after them"

The scenes of the messed up Lurmen village flashed through my head as I pieced in the missing parts of the puzzle.

"Seriously! They drank that." I exclaimed, honestly shocked that the small creatures stomached that, "Half of them won't wake up today. The stuff in those flasks were a midgets ball hair off pure ethanol, there's now way their tiny bodies could handle that."

Nonchalantly shrugging her shoulders Aayla told me, "I wouldn't worry too much, Lurmen's livers have one of the best filtration systems in the galaxy. If I never knew any better, I'd say they could give you a run for your money."

Well, well, well, colour me impressed. Clearly some kind of multiversal shenanigans have given these irish accented monkeys, the high alcohol tolerance of the singing pricks back on earth.

"Eh, it could've been used in a worse way." Walking away from Aayla and towards the hills I said, "Guess I better get to distilling the local flora then."

Yanking me back into place, Aayla says "You're not going anywhere. We've got some bad news, the Seperatist are stationed on this planet."

Escaping for Skywalker's lecture, Ahsoka was eager to get me up to speed, "They've got a whole outpost a few miles from here. Their defences are tight, looks like they're protecting some new tank."

Adding on to his Padawans statement, "It's huge, bigger than anything they've used till now. Looks like it's using a new kind of ammunition as well."

While he spoke Lucky handed me a holodisc that projected an image of the Seperatist compound. Zooming in on the tank, its bulky image jogs my memory and I remember what we were up against.

It was from an episode of the clone wars, I can't remember the name of it but I do remember what it does. The real problem isn't the tank, but the ammunition it uses, if he recalls correctly it's some kind of anti-life weapon that only burns living targets.

An incredible weapon if your entire army is made of droids. Not so incredible for the republic though.

But the good news is that this is the only one in service. So by destroying it and apprehending Nemodian running the operation we'll have saved millions of clones from a painful fire induced death.

Suddenly an image blurred through my mind. The massive seperatist tank was charging through the tall grassy plains, ahead of it were several companies of B-1 battle droids. The angle of the vision changed, turning and allowing me to see the Lurmen Village directly in the Seperatist's path.

While I shook my head and regained my bearings, Aayla explained, "We'll attack the base come nightfall. Should the attack be successful, we can use the long range communicators to contact the Republic for an extraction."

"I don't think we'll need to go anywhere. They're coming to us."

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