Hello, everyone! I'm back with another drabble - this was requested by Amzoka, who wanted a drabble about Rex. Now, I'm not gonna lie - this was tough for me to write. O.O I didn't really know what to write about when it comes to just Rex, but...you know, I tried my best. :/ I know you also went back on your request, but by the time I read the review, I had already written this. But the drabble after the next one will be about clones.
Enjoy!
Plot – Like everyone else in the universe, Captain Rex had two faces.
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Like everyone else in the universe, Captain Rex had two faces. Of course, he didn't literally have another face on the back of his head – kriff, no. However, unlike everyone else in the universe, Rex preferred to show both of his faces to the people who were around him. At least, the people he worked with.
One side of him was always ready and alert – the part that was always about to bark orders and stand steady in the midst of battle. However, it wasn't always a real face – not really. Though Rex was loyal to the Republic, he couldn't help but feel just a bit resentful – that part of him was created for him. It was something automatic, like a machine or a droid.
Rex was not a droid.
The other side of him – his other face, however, was something that Rex was proud of, even if he wouldn't admit it out loud. It was the part of him that laughed with his brothers, the part of him that spent time talking to the General and the Commander without worrying about his other duties, the part of him that was…himself. Something he made on his own.
And frankly, Rex was proud of that part of his self.
A/N - Wellllll, I tried. Writing in Rex's (or other clones, as a matter of fact,) point of view is NOT my forte.*sheepish smile* As always, please review, give constructive criticism if you have any, but no flames!
