A few days of hyperspace travel passed them by relatively uneventful, 84 was used to long periods of time cramped in a ship during hyperspace travel, though having a squad of troopers to play a hand of sabbic always helped.
Tara was clearly not so used to long periods of confinement; most people weren't used to spending almost a straight week of hyperspace travel, her frequent games of Dejarik were one of the few things she had to ease her boredom, she seemed far too restless to meditate as he was used to seeing the jedi do, often she would activate her lightsabres and train blocking stun rounds from the small training orbs.
84 hung from the celling pulling himself up, exercise was his way of dealing with the long days in hyperspace, he had turned the ships lounge into its own physical work out area for both him and Tara, he watched as the jedi held her two weapons, her eyes covered with a helmet and three small white orbs circled her.
The green and blue blades moved in a very controlled manner remaining as still as possible until the orbs stuck sending out a barrage of stun bolts, the blades moved lighting fast deflecting the bolts with maximum efficiency, no blade moved more than was necessary and soon she had returned to her normal stance ready to intercept another attack from the remote.
84 couldn't help but admire the skill and efficiency of her graceful movements, General Kenobi and General Skywalker would even be hard pressed facing her with lightsabres in hand.
The sound of the weapons humming were the only thing he could hear, he closed his eyes and resumed his pull ups.
Swear trickled down Tara's brow, the training remotes were being especially tricky with her today, all three of them had recorded data of her previous training sessions and were programed to learn from the experiences.
She twirled the weightless blades in her hands reaching out with the force feeling their full length, not just memorizing the length but feeling it by stretching out her focus in the force sensing everything around her, the walls of the ship and of course the three remotes that circled her preparing their next assault, the only sound was the hum of her weapons, Tara always found the sound to be very calming, her master had taught her to focus on that sound, its tranquil sound helped her to block out the distractions outside, allowing her to keep her thoughts focused on the force.
Before the thought to react ever entered her mind her blades whirled into action as the remotes began to fire off their stun shots at her, three four and five and six shots were fired, and she deflected them all in several fluid graceful movements.
She was caught off guard as the sound of a pained groan followed by a loud thud, her concentration broke she missed the seventh bolt which caught in in the side.
"UGH," she groined as she felt her side go numb, she reached to her belt and clicked the switch deactivating the remotes and removing her helmet.
Sprawled on the floor was 84, his right arm looked limp and he was pulling himself off the ground having fallen from the bar he was pulling himself up on, Tara didn't need him to explain what happened, in all her concentration on the remotes she had forgotten about 84 being in the room, she had accidently deflected the stun bolts to him stunning him, and from the way he was unable to stand it was clear he had been hit multiple hits.
"Oh" she said swiftly moving over to help him up, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry that was stupid of me."
84 quietly let her help him up into the chair, "I sorry I lost focus I wasn't thinking."
"It's ok," he said half dazed, "It happens."
"How many hit you?" she asked grabbing a water bottle and handing it to 84.
"Three I think, maybe four I think."
Tara grabbed his hand and felt for the pulse, stun rounds could cause heart palpitations at time, the remotes setting was usually so low it presented little risk of such side effects, but being hit with multiple stun blasts was dangerous.
"I'm ok; just need time for the effects to wear off."
"It looks like they hit you hard" She said looking him over, making sure he was perfectly fine; she tried to ignore the growing heat in her cheeks, and was glad her green skin didn't blush.
"I've had worse." He said bringing the water bottle to his lips, stun round were known for causing dehydration so he would be needing to drink plenty.
"More of Fett's training on Kamino?" she asked trying entertain him as he lay back in the chair stunned, it was suppressing he didn't lose consciousness, the ARC troopers really were made of sturdier stuff.
"You could say that" he said taking another swig of the water bottle.
"You should tell me about it Cassus." She said the hints of a smile curling the corners of her lips.
"Cassus?" he asked looking at her.
"Do you like it?" she asked as grin on her face, "I finally thought up a name for you Cassus."
His eyebrow lifted, "A Mandalorian name?"
Tara nodded, "Most of the clones I know had mandalorian names, I thought Cassus Fett, and thought Cassus would be a good name for you, he is an ancestor of Jango Fett after all."
He mulled the name over in his mind.
"Do you not like it?" she asked, the look in her eyes made him think she would begin crying if he said no, not that he didn't like the name, taken after the great Cassus Fett, who almost led the mandalorians to victory against the Republic, it was the last name he would expect a jedi to think of.
"I like just fine." He said, "I'll use it."
Tara smiled seeming positively giddy that he had accepted the name she had chosen for him, "Great from now on you are Cassus."
He kept saying the name over again his mind trying to get a feel for it, for now on he would know himself as Cassus, the jedi had chosen well.
