𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝙾𝚗𝚎

"Sure, jus' give me a moment." The clone went away to freshen himself up and put on new clothes. For once he wasn't wearing his armor and walked back to her in his uniform. "Lead 'e way." Tracker smiled.

"Ah, a'right." He nodded, still smiling and went back on doing some work outs again. "Then I don' think ye wanna join for a chat? Ye have to be somewhere?"

The commander had to smirk a little and tried to hide it. "Ye jus' came here to have a look around?"

He didn't notice her for a while. Only seeing her once he finished with his push ups and standing up. "Ah, general." Tracker smiled and whipped some sweat away. "Ye need somethin'?"

<- working out

“He had a weakness when it came to the Code. He broke it too many times to count.”

“I know it’s not your story to tell…..” there’s a pause. “But it is the truth.”

Luke shrugged at that. “Anakin skywalker died in the Purges,” he said almost flippantly. “Because the Anakin Ahsoka spoke of would have never hurt his Padawan the way she was hurt.”

“I thought the General didn’t know? Ahsoka didn’t find out until Lothal….. that’s why she was acting so odd afterwards. But she didn’t tell me.” He pauses letting this sink in. “Vader told me. He separated me from the rest of my team and engaged me in a duel…..”