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"Master, I don't understand why we have to accompany Master Obi Wan to meet his new apprentice. I was in the middle of working on my Shein form", I complained as we stood on the landing bay of the Jedi Temple, waiting, rather impatiently on my part, for the new padawan to arrive.

Anakin rolled his eyes as he shot me a stern look.

"Obi Wan thought it would be a good idea for us to meet her now considering we'll be working closely with her on our next assignment and I agree."

I sighed dramatically earning me another stern look from my master which I returned with a glare.

Our little stare down was soon interrupted by a soft chuckle coming from Master Obi Wan, who stood beside my master shaking his head.

Anakin raised an eyebrow at his former master.

"Something funny Master", he asked, his tone slightly annoyed.

Obi Wan simply smiled in amusement at him and said, "Nothing. I just find it rather ironic that the Council decided to assign you to the only other person I have ever met who is just as, if not more, stubborn than you. Karma I guess from your own stubbornness as my apprentice. "

Master crossed his arms across his chest and shot the older jedi a pointed look.

"I was not that bad. Or at least, not this bad."

He gestured to me and annoyance flashed through me.

"No, not this bad at all", I said giving him a petulant look, "Even worse."

He turned to me with a scowl.

"Oh really? At least I didn't nearly get my master killed within only an hour of becoming his apprentice."

Annoyance soon turned to frustration as my hands clenched into fists.

"I said it then, I'll say it now. I knew what I was doing. I DID NOT ALMOST KILL YOU! And by the way, I'm not the one who crashes the ship EVERY TIME I FLY ONE!"

"Oh you just had to bring that up didn't you?"

"Well, it seemed fitting since you talk about the ONE TIME you think I almost got you killed and yet you seem to ignore the NUMEROUS times YOU'VE nearly gotten ME killed."

"I told you! It's not me, it's the ship!"

"Are you telling me EVERY ship you fly is broken somehow? Not only is that EXTREMELY unlikely, but even if that were true, which it's not, that would probably be the force telling you to stay out of the skies!"

"At least I'm actually capable of flying a ship."

"I KNEW IT! I KNEW YOU DIDN'T LIKE MY FLYING!"

"I never said that!"

"You just did!"

"I did not!"

"Don't try to deny it sky guy. You heard him, didn't you Master Obi Wan?"

"Actually I don't want to-"

"Oh that's REALLY mature Snips. Running to my old Master for help?"

"Oh like you're one to talk about maturity. A new born infant is more mature than you."

"Why you little-"

"Am I interrupting something?"

The sound of a highly amused voice caused us all to jump, startled, and whip around to see a clone standing next to an X-Wing Star Fighter, slightly charred and banged up from being in battle.

Confusion at what a clone would be doing with the ship here of all places clouded my mind.

"Trooper, what are you doing here with that ship? Is something wrong", I asked watching him closely.

The clone just stood there for a moment, staring at us.

"Trooper", he said in confusion, "Why are you calling me-Oh. I see. You think I'm a clone."

I looked up at my master in confusion, unsure of what to make of this, and saw suspicion flash through his blue eyes.

"Are you alright trooper", he asked cautiously, his hand going slowly to his light saber hilt at his hip.

Surprisingly, the clone only laughed, confusing us all the more and said, "There's no need for that Skywalker."

And with that they reached up and removed the helmet and a gasp was yanked from my throat.

Long black curls tumbled out of the helmet and cascaded down to a little past the breast plate of the armor and glowing golden amber eyes blinked back at us, flashing with amusement and burning with mischief.

Those eyes were so familiar. Where had I seen them before?

That thought tugged at the corner of my mind as I stared in astonishment at the young girl before us, smirking at our stunned reactions.

That smirk.

I knew that smirk from somewhere as well. But where?

Why did she seem so familiar?

After a couple more moments of shocked silence, she lifted her hand and snapped her fingers a couple of times in an attempt to snap us out of it.

"Hello? You guys ok? Sheesh, you guys act as if you've never seen a jedi padawan before which I'm assuming you have seeing as yours is standing right there", she said nodding in my direction, "But I must say I'm disappointed in you, Ahsoka."

That last comment finally snapped me out of my trance and I looked at her curiously.

"How do you know my name", I asked, tilting my head to the side in puzzlement.

She sighed and propped her helmet up against her cocked hip as she shot me a slightly disappointed look.

"Come on Ahsoka. You really don't recognize your old roommate and best friend? Has being away really made you forget so much?"

And that's when it clicked.

That confident smirk, those eyes flashing with mischief, that slightly cocky air surrounding her.

How did I not see it the second she took off that helmet?

"Iris", I murmured in shock, "Iris Nanthos."

A crooked grin split her lips, a white flash across deep bronze skin.

"Now you've got it."

At this, Master Obi Wan was the next to regain his composure as he cleared his throat and took a step toward Iris, his hands clasped behind his back.

"I take it you are Padawan Nanthos then", he said calmly.

She gave a little bow as her grin grew and she said, "Iris Nanthos. In the flesh. And you must be Master Obi Wan Kenobi, my new master."

He smiled warmly and nodded, holding out one hand for her to shake.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Iris. I'm looking forward to teaching you."

Her impish grin turned into a small smile as she reached out her one free hand to shake his.

"I look forward to learning from you", she said with a respectful dip of her head.

I grinned at her and stepped forward to hug my old friend.

"It's been a long time Iris. It's good to see you. How have you been?"

She shrugged her shoulders casually as she pulled away to look at me.

"I know. I've been wondering if I'd ever get assigned to a mission with you. And it's good to see you too. I've been good. You know, wreaking havoc, causing pandemonium, making the other jedi and some clones question my sanity. The usual."

I laughed and shook my head.

"Same old Iris", I chuckled, "Never a dull moment. Please tell me you're focusing all that violence on the tinnies and piles of scrap metal out on the battle field these days."

She laughed.

"Yes, Ahsoka. My wreaking havoc on the innocent civilians of the temple days are over. Now I'm just a menace on the battle field. But hey, how've you been", she asked nudging me with her elbow and raising an eyebrow teasingly, "Heard you're the apprentice of the amazing, Chosen One extraordinar, fabulous General Anakin Skywalker now. How's that going?"

At the mention of his name, Anakin seemed to snap out of his trance and casually strolled over to us to stand beside Obi Wan.

"So you've heard of me have you", he asked with interest.

Iris glanced at him briefly, rolled her eyes, and turned her gaze back to me, ignoring him.

I laughed at my masters annoyed expression and said, "It's going great so far. Master Skywalker has been an excellent mentor. Though, I must say, his flying leaves much to be desired and his arguing skills, while impressive, do not even compare to yours. I think his ego may even be bigger than yours, if that's even possible."

My masters cocky expression fell to one of annoyance as my old friend laughed at my teasing jabs.

"I imagine not", she chuckled, flashing me a cocky smirk, "My arguing abilities are known and feared throughout the galaxy. I could walk up to Mace Windu himself, tell him that Master Yoda was a Twi'lek woman, argue it, and still end up on top."

I laughed and did a small, mocking bow.

"You are indeed wise in the ways of the argument", I said in mock respect.

She laughed and placed a hand on my shoulder, smiling warmly at me.

"It really is good to see you Ahsoka." I returned the smile and dipped my head.

"You too Iris."

She nodded and then turned back to our masters who were standing, waiting, patiently (Master Obi Wan) and impatiently (Master Skywalker), for us to finish our little reunion.

Master Obi Wan opened his mouth to say something to Iris when my master suddenly spoke up, eyeing my old roommate in curiosity, asking, "Pardon my asking, but what are you doing dressed as a clone?"

That seemed to remind me of my friend's appearance and I glanced curiously down at her strange attire.

This seemed to also snap my friend back into awareness of her surroundings and unconventional clothing as she looked down surprised at the white armor covering her body and the white helmet still propped against her hip.

She turned back to Anakin with a shrug.

"This is what I usually fight in", she said casually, as if it were normal, which knowing her, it was, "I don't like having an advantage over my troops. So usually I fight like a clone. In planet side battles anyway. On missions and space battles I dress normal."

For a moment we all just stared at her, dumbfounded.

Master Obi Wan was the first to recover.

"That's definitely unusual, but interesting and admirable. You're certainly a jedi alright."

She grinned and nodded.

I shook off my shock and heaved a dramatic sigh.

"Same old Iris", I said with a shake of my head, "Always gotta be the odd one out. Would it kill you to be normal for once?"

She gave me a mock serious face and nodded solemnly.

"Yes."

I laughed and she gave me an impish grin before turning to Obi Wan.

"I need to report to the council for debriefing before we can begin training Master", she said apologetically.

He nodded and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Of course. I will accompany you to the council chambers."

She nodded and they began walking.

"See ya later Ahsoka, Ship-wrecker", she called back over her shoulder, a sly smirk playing across her lips at that last bit.

I grinned and shook my head at her antics before turning to my master.

"So Master, wanna spar with me in the practice chamber?"

He was silent for a moment staring off in the direction Master Obi Wan and Iris had just disappeared in with a bewildered expression on his face. A twinge of concern pricked my belly and I waved a hand in front of my master's face.

"Um hello? Master? You ok there?"

Finally he turned to me with that same bewildered expression.

"Did she just call me ship-wrecker?"