Commander Cody

' to die in battle for you is my greatest honour. / you said you would never leave me .. / there is no banquet in this world that doesn't come to an end .. but, i will never leave you. '

is 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 what our 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 holds? always 𝒓𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀do it . ❨ * 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒆 . ❩ I dare you .

Rex gave a small, knowing nod at that. 'Still the Negotiator' sounded about right. His gaze drifted over the hangar again, keeping up the illusion of casual oversight. "Surviving's not a long-term strategy, Cody." Quiet. Matter-of-fact. No judgment in it. "We can reroute the >

His gaze stayed on the deck a moment longer, giving Cody the cover of normalcy before answering. "He's… Skywalker," he said dryly. "Running himself into the ground and pretending that counts as rest." A faint huff of breath passed for a chuckle. "He asked after you, >

Boots echoed softly on the durasteel as Rex crossed the hangar, helmet tucked beneath one arm, expression set in that neutral, professional look of a Captain making a routine check-in. He stopped beside Cody rather than in front of him, leaning back against a nearby crate >

what am i? / you're alive.

He watched the shift in Cody's stance more than he listened to the words. "I see," he said quietly. His expression remained composed, thoughtful, as though weighing strategy rather than the man in front of him. He stepped a fraction closer, lowering his voice just enough not >

Oh, hello, Commander Cody.

Kenobi regarded him for a moment, unreadable. "Assessing troop movement," he repeated softly, stepping just close enough to lower his voice. "Cody… I don't require perfection from you." A brief pause. "I require honesty. Are you 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 well enough to be standing here?"

"Commander." Not-so-subtle wink.

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