The Kaminoian walked up and down the rows of incubation tanks reaching to the ceiling and monitors. His long lab coat dragged against the cement floor. He stopped periodically between each chair where one of the lab workers was stationed. A grey datapad seemed like an extension of his monochrome appearance. His name was Nun Lo, Head of the Research Department.
Today, the clones had reached the final growing stage in the process. It was his job to check the batches of DNA and determine if they met the standards. Countless scans on Jango Fett's brain and DNA makeup had helped them come up with several different data types for them to go with. Combined with his Mando warrior values and skills and the numerous trainers the Kaminoians had hired, these clones would be the perfect genetic model for a far superior soldier when compared to battle droids.
There were three different types of DNA groups that the Kamionians were pulling from. Experimenting in order to find the most obedient, strongest, creative, talented soldiers. To create command and regular troopers to complement the first batch of a hundred ARC-troopers that Jango Fett trained. Group A was assigned for the command troopers and Group B was assigned to the regular troopers.
"Good morning Nu Sa," He greeted the lab helper. She was new to the operation, recommended from the Kamino Birth lab for her creativity in modifying genotypes. Nun Lo was eager to see her progress.
"Good morning Nun Lo," She responded, her amphibia-like black eyes blinking slowly as it was their way. She pointed at the tube of four in front of her. "This is a batch of command troopers. They have been modeled after Genotype 13-A."
Nun Lo frowned, checking the data on his clipboard with the one on screen. "Their independence levels are too high… even for a command trooper."
"Critical thinking is very high too, all other levels are normal." Nu Sa minimized the screen as more graphs populated. "Loyalty, Independence, and Critical thinking are the only abnormal levels."
"We are not looking to make the same mistakes we made with the Null Troopers. High numbers, even slightly higher than normal, can ruin a clone." Nun Lo looked at her with slight pity. How she could miss such an important step in this process? If her stats for the second batch were not good, she would have to be let go. Not that he cared. There were at least two more Kaminoians waiting to replace her if she failed.
Nu Sa shook her head, her long neck swaying. "Their loyalty stats aren't as high as the Null troopers. In fact, they are lower than normal by ten points."
"Loyalty must be an exact number as you may recall. Too low makes a disloyal trooper. Too high makes a trooper only listen to one master."
"Recondition this batch then?"
"We can only allow a hundred command troopers to enter the growth chambers this month. We need to observe their progress so that we can select the genotype to base the next hundred on." Nun Lo nodded. "Recondition them."
Nu Sa tapped the red button on her deck. The tube blinked and rotated, switching out with another batch of four tubes. "This is a batch of regular troopers. Modeled after genotype 2-B."
Nun Lo allowed a rare smile to pass his lips as she presented the graphs. All the numbers were exact. Perhaps she had found a place here. He'd take her off of the command trooper list and give her two regular trooper batches next month. "Well done, Nu Sa. Send this batch to the growth chamber."
She smiled back at him and clicked a green button. The tube machine whirred and stalled a bit, clinking against the other tube case as it moved up the track.
"It's slow today, give it a moment." She said apologetically.
"Go to lunch. The tubes will sort themselves out." Nun Lo said, moving onto the next station. He had over 300 other batches to approve. He did not have time for slow machines.
What the Kamanions failed to notice was that one of the command trooper tubes had failed to go to the reconditioning lab. It had instead bumped into the regular trooper set. This detached two containers from both sets, who thanks to the slow machines, were picked up by the opposite machine. So the swap was made. The 'defective' command trooper was attached to a set of three 'regular' troopers being sent to the growth accelerator while the regular trooper went to the reconditioner.
That command clone was CT-7567. This is the first time he cheated death.
Do I fully understand how DNA works? No. I apologize to all science and biology majors reading this fic. I'd love your input if you have any.
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