It was a tipical night for Clarion. She was in her living room, watching the Holonews. She loved to see if there were any interesting stories, but she couldnt during the day because she was always at work.

She lived in a small motel room, and the giant greasy bug down there at the resturaunt who cooked, helped her with some problems. One was finding someone to love. Of course, Jarte, the cook, just said she was looking at the right man. She simply told him she was looking for a human being, and he laughed, said he was only kidding, and shrugged it off.

Of coarse, she was still looking for the person she would spend the rest of her life with. When one day, a group of the Republic most finest Military Men came in to the other motel rooms. She decided to pay them a visit. She made some Uj cake and went next door and rang the little buzzer. The door opened and she was greeted by an old man. He smiled nicely at her and she noticed four men in the back wearing all armor and ready in case she has a weapon.

"Its okay, boys. She wont do any harm. She's just brought us some cake, is all."

The four sat back down on the couch and took their helmets off. They all looked the same...

"Are they...clones?" she asked the man.

"Why, yes. Is there something wrong with that?" he asked, almost angrily.

"No, of coarse not. Its just that I've always wanted to see one up close..."

"Oh, well, come in. Make yourself at home. I'll take the cake," He politely took the cake and set it down on the small table in front of the men. Clarion walked in and sat down next to one wearing the armor with orange.

"Hey," she said and smiled.

He stared down at her. "Hello." he had a deep, heavy accented voice. Sound like Concord...

He seemed to be sizing her up as she nervously looked at her feet.

"Im Kal Skirata," said the old man and held his hand out.

She shook it and said, "Clarion."

"Boss, its not polite to stare people down..." said Kal.

"Sorry..." and the man looked away from her.

"I'm sorry, Kal, but could i get their names as well? And their name names, not number names."

"Ah, yes. Sitting next to you is Delta Lead, Boss. Then thats Sev, thats Scorch, and thats Fixer."

"Hello." she said politely to them.

"Hey, ma'am, is there any more of that Uj cake..?" asked the clone named Scorch.

"Oh, yes. I have more in my refridgerater."

"Great, because i dont think this one will last long. We're kinda..."

"Oh. no, he's got it all wrong," said Sev. "Scorch is the one who gobbles everything up without second notice."

"Hey! I leave you some crumbs!" Scorch said in his defense.

"Dont ask too much of Clarion, Scorch. Its not that lovely, especailly from us." said Boss

"No, I dont mind, really. I have enough anyways." Clarion smiled. The whole time, she noticed something different about Boss. She couldnt tell what it was, its just that there was a difference to him that the others didnt have. Something that she admired. His accent? His personality? Or was it something else?

"I dont want to bother you guys..." she started to say, but Fixer cut her off.

"Ma'am, we dont mind you being here. Its nice to have company. Us Commandos never really do get a break. We have to worry about everyones problems now..." he ran his fingers through his hair.

"Clarion," Kal said, "you can come over any time you want. We honestly dont mind."

"Thank you." she smiled again.

Boss smiled down at her and her heart nearly skipped a beat.

With that she went back to her room and watched more holonews.