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Fire shifted to a more comfortable position and continued reading. She was almost finished when Azalea came in.

"What are you reading?" Aza asked.

"Chemistry 101."

"How are you reading that stuff?"

"It's interesting."

"You're crazy."

"Why don't you like it?"

"It's practically impossible to read. Besides, it's boring. I'd rather read a good mystery."

"I'd rather read a mystery too but when I get back to the temple I have a test on this."

"Are you going to read this the entire time?"

"No, I brought another book for when I'm done."

"When will you be done?"

"In a few minutes," Fire replied.

Azalea walked over and grabbed her brush off her nightstand. She then undid the braid her hair was in and brushed it. Fire finished the chapter and watched Aza brush her hair. Aza noticed her watching her and paused.

"Why are you watching me brush my hair?"

"I wasn't watching you brush your hair. I was trying to figure out what it is like to live outside the temple and all the rules."

"I'm not outside all the rules," Aza said continuing to brush her hair. "Master still holds me to most of them. However I don't have a padawan braid."

"I noticed. Do you want to meet the 501st?"

"That was random but sure."

"Okay, let's go."


Rex was thinking over the 566th. He wasn't quite sure what to make of them. Don was nice and so were the rest of them but they didn't stick to rules. They weren't as bad as he expected but he didn't know what he thought of them yet. His thoughts were interrupted by voices. They were female. He assumed it was General Canachi and her padawan. He looked at the door expecting to see her and was surprised when she wasn't there. It was Commander Spray and a Zeltron. The Zeltron was almost human looking if it hadn't been for her redish skin. She had black hair and ice blue eyes. This must be the other padawan, he thought. But where is her braid. They were talking when Commander Spray's comlink went off. She answered it and in a few minutes she left. The Zeltron walked over and talked to a group of his brothers sitting. She chatted with them for a while before leaving and talking to another group of soldiers. This continued for about an hour before she started walking back toward the entrance. She almost walked past him but she stopped and pivoted.

"Hi, what's your name?"

"Is that what you have been doing? Going around asking soldiers their names?"

"Yes, why?"

"I was about to ask you the same question."

"Because I like to know who I'm working with. So, what's your name?"

"Captain Rex."

"Well, Captain Rex. I'm Azalea Cortez."

"Commander Cortez," he nodded.

"Azalea is fine."

"No, it's not."

"Yes it is!" Azalea crossed her arms and glared at him. He wasn't force sensitive but he could feel her emotions flash anger and annoyance. He wasn't sure why he could until he remembered that Zeltrons could project emotions.

"I am a clone. I'm supposed to call you Commander Cortez."

"I don't want to you call me Commander Cortez," she practically spat the last two words.

"The GAR rules clearly state that you are to be called Commander Cortez."

"I don't care what the GAR rules say!"

"I must abide by the rules of the GAR." He felt her flash a new emotion, frustration. This could go on for hours, he thought. "Look, if you don't want to be called Commander Cortez, I can call you Commander Azalea."

"I don't want to be called that either."

"Calling you by your first name is unacceptable. Compromise?"

"Fine," she said, although he could tell by her look it wasn't fine. "I'll see you later, Captain Rex." She turned and walked away.

Oh boy, he thought, this is going to be one interesting mission. It was fine calling Ahsoka by her first name but he didn't start calling her that until he knew her much better. Ahsoka was still a kid to him, where as Azalea appeared to be older. He guessed that they were the same age, about 16 standard years of age, but Azalea seemed more mature. It was probably the way she carried herself and her smile. He could see himself going out with her. He was instantly startled, she was his commanding officer for this mission. Those thoughts were inappropriate. She was a Jedi and he was a clone. She had rules against attachments and it was against the GAR rules to date a General or Commander. If he was going to be able to get through this mission alive he would have to get rid of these thoughts. He walked outside to be alone and he saw her and Commander Spray talking and laughing he knew this would be harder then he thought.