Writers block sucks especially when coupled with a new job and school so sorry for the long wait
Ahsoka retched, again dry heaving over the pile of vomit she'd just threw up. One of the cleaning staff had seen her do this and come over to clean it up which magnified her embarrassment.
Ahsoka tried to push her away saying, "No, no I can get this." The woman looked at her confused, obviously not understanding her, and returned to cleaning.
Standing back up Rex spoke behind her "You ok, Ahsoka?" He came up behind her and put his hand on her shoulder.
Rubbing the corner of her mouth with her forearm she felt a surge of panic. It couldn't be, could it? she said, "Ya, Rex, I'm fine. It must have been something I ate. Now you... ahh, excuse me I got to go." .
Rex rubbed his helmet, "Ah ok, Ahsoka."
Rex watched Ahsoka run off tilting his head in confusion. What was she doing? Shaking his head, he started the walk back to the quarters they'd been given.
Entering the room he took off his helmet and threw it onto the bed and sat down next to his tired muscles he decided to take a shower. So, striping off his armor he steped into the ridiculously bejeweled shower.
Standing in the spray of the shower his thoughts turned to Ahsoka why had she thrown up and run away he wasn't Gree he didn't know about alien physiology could it be something about the planet. She said it'd been something she'd eaten but all he could recall her eating was the dry rations both of them had eaten hundreds or even thousands of time.
Getting out of the shower he wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom
Giving a big sigh he went back to sit on the the bed.
Giving a big yawn he started to think about Ahsoka again shaking his head he knew he wasn't going to get to the bottom of this himself. If something was wrong with Ahsoka she'd tell him.
Rex started stripping off his armor pieces so that he could sleep comfortably. Never completely at ease Rex took one of his pistols out and put it under the pillow.
Rex's head hits the pillow and he started dreaming
Rex crawled through the rancid sticky mud for what seemed like the millionth time rain pounding down on his back.
After two months here didn't even remember what the name of this godforsaken planet . He just started calling it rain because thats all it did.
Crawling past a body of one of his brothers he gritted his teeth to shove down his revulsion. With all this mud they couldn't bury them. Hell with the sniper fire they couldn't even stack them in one spot.
Coming up to one of the many small observation bunker, nothing more than a small dug in structure not more than 10 feet wide and a little ceiling a little too small for his men, he rolled down into the waterlogged entrance. He came face to face with 2 scout troopers with extremely dirty armor, similar to his now.
The trooper spun around quickly leveling his rifle at the unknown sound but lowered them when they saw who it was.
Rex shuffled through the mud even present in the bunker to the men. "Report troopers." Rex ducked so that he was out of the doorway so he was out of the rain.
Sitting back down in their seats one took of his bucket. "They have tank patrols passing every hour and droid patrols every twenty minutes." The trooper walked over to one of the drier parts of the bunker and rolled out a map.
"They have guard post here, here and... here surrounded by their damn ray shield." He motions to several other structures and their properties.
"Kriff," it was the same story at all the other post's this was going to make things hard especially if they couldn't get the shield down. If they couldn't get the field down there would be now victory for any of his men. "I was afraid of this, good job troopers."
Rex moved to exit the bunker and slogged up the entrance drop and started his way through the mud again.
Coming up on the command post, he passed a round of troops heading to the front ready to relieve the tired men at the front line.
Nodding at them, he entered the command center to see the general and Commander Ahsoka arguing over a map.
"Master I'm telling you this trench warfare is killing us off . We have to attack now or there won't be any of this left." Her agitation apparent with her body language.
The general was just as agitated "I agree with you Ahsoka but we just don't have the forces now."
Ahsoka slammed her hands on the table "That's not true! Kenobi's in orbit. He can hit the shield so we can capture the city!"
"We're fine as we are we can wait for the Republic reinforcements that should be fully here in a mounth."
"Fine! You think we're fine. Have you seen how many bodies are in the mud out there?" Pointing outside of the tent. " . . "
Rex took the moment to butt in "Ah, excuse me, General, I just got reports from the forward OP's. They tell me that the droids continue to fortify their positions. They've added two more guard post with heavy blasters and another two artillery positions."
Ahsoka swore and walked out of the tent. General Skywalker turned to him, "Thank you for your report Rex." He rolled up the map and put it in his coat pocket "What's your opinion on the situation."
Rex rubbed the back of his helmet "Well General the men are getting restless and quite frankly, General, I agree with Commander Ahsoka; the longer we wait the less chance we'll have."
Skywalker sighed and started rubbing his eyes, "Fine the projections are that that the shields will last another week if the cannons fire non-stop for one week then I think you're right, we have to attack. Dismissed."
Rex saluted and exited the tent. Coming back into the oppressive humidity that even his helmet filters couldn't quite get rid of he spotted Ahsoka pacing back and forth on a dry section of land.
Seeing him, she walked over to him. Even in the mud, the movement of her body was sensual to him, her revealing outfit plastered to her body even more now that it was soaked through. Rex clamped down on his thoughts. It wasn't professional and no way for a soldier to act.
Ahsoka stopped in front of him "UHHH! I've never been so frustrated in my life. Doesn't he know we're going to get wiped out if we don't move?"
Taking off his helmet sick of the scrubbed air "The General said we will attack in a week, so don't worry Ahsoka."
Ahsokas face slumped her shoulders losing their strength, "I want you to know, Rex, you're my rock in all this craziness." She walked over and gave him a hug pushing her breast against his armor.
Awkwardly Rex patted her back "You.. too Ahsoka ah I've got to go oversee the men." Rex walked away wishing his leg armor was a little bigger.
Rex came awake from his dream more than happy that it ended he knew all too well what happened next. One of the biggest slaughter he'd ever taken place in. His hand going to touch the middle of his pectoral trying to feel the jagged scar.
Before getting to his chest his hand ran into something. Looking down he saw Ahsoka's head nestled on his chest and her body sprawled over his her lekku's going in opposite directions. she looked unbearably adorable.
Shaking his head he must have really been out not to have noticed her coming in and laying on him. Looking at his around for some sort of Chrono he saw that it was 11:24. Looking back at Ahsoka his gazing passing over her nude body his eyes pausing at the lovely curve of her ass.
His body responded with the usual arousal his cock going rock hard Rex decided not to bother her though she was obviously upset earlier and he didn't want to upset her even more.
So he tampered down his lust and started about what could possibly be wrong with Ahsoka.
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