They were all set to spar when their eyes caught the sight of the new IG-100 MagnaGuards came in today. Fresh out the box and at full power. Ahsoka could see Kyle's amazement at the new training droids. "I killed two of these bad boys on Tatooine yesterday." She crosses her arms. "Did you fight a MagnaGuard?" Asuka asks Kyle.

"No." He usually would have a clever retort or a quip to shoot back at Ahsoka's cockiness, only his attention was taken up by the machines and fantasized about defeating this monolith of military technology. "How do you turn this on?" He felt around the body for a switch of some kind, accidentally turning it on. Though not equipped with the standard electro-staff the Separatists MagnaGuards come with, these training droids were armed with long staffs designed similarly to a double-bladed lightsaber. It swung madly, knocking Kyle out of his wheelchair. He tries to crawl to safety, only realizing seconds later he can run.

"Well, you're the one fascinated in these things, might as well fight them." Asuka comments dryly, tossing Kyle a training lightsaber.

"Ain't nobody going to help?" The two girls shake their heads, all too amused to watch the show off get his comeuppance. The way the MagnaGuard's red eyes stared daggers, as if it could peer into Kyle's heart made him want to waive the white flag right there. "Come on, Kyle. Show us your 'finisher'." Asuka encourages from the sidelines while her and Ahsoka continue to snicker.

"You can't kick droids!" Kyle barks.

"You could try." Ahsoka joined in the heckling.

Kyle couldn't keep up with this behemoth. It was faster than Ventress, possibly stronger than Grievous. Did the Jedi really need to make the simulations this difficult on themselves? If Kyle kept backing up he'd soon run into a wall and face certain doom. Executing his reliable somersault leap over the MagnaGuard, Kyle managed to jam the training lightsaber into the gears of its chest, as the protector plates haven't yet been installed. It did little to deter the MagnaGuard, as it soon overpowered and subdued Kyle. The girls thought it was stop once it saw it's opponent could not defend itself, only it kept going. Kyle ducked and rolled constantly to evade near fatale attacks.

"How do you turn this thing off?" Asuka asks Ahsoka frantically, trying to get close enough to the machine so she could identify the off switch.

"It keeps moving, I don't know." Ahsoka replies.

The MagnaGuard was on a rampage, wrecking havoc on the dojo tearing down weapons from their resting place. Kyle was knocked down, laying on his back starring at the lights of the ceiling while the MagnaGuard had its hands filled with the two girls. He came too and performed a kick-to-stand to get back to his feet. His second wind had arrived.

"Help me grab its staff." The three of them mustered up the strength to wrestle the MagnaGuard's staff from its metallic three pronged claws. They managed to get it down and Kyle proceeded to hit the MagnaGuard with its own weapon over and over to little effect. It threw Kyle across the room and looked ready to finish the job.

"Oh, forget this!" Ahsoka withdrew her own weapon and went to work cutting the MagnaGuard down to size, frying its circuits by burning them with her lightsaber, mercifully falling to her feet. The three teenagers look at the now destroyed droid, they gasp for air, looking around at the damage they caused.

Plo Koon was not too far, having caught the end of the scene and was not amused. "Uhh... it was Ahsoka's fault." Kyle tried to pin it on her, hoping her mischievous behavioral past would lend Plo Koon to believe his lie. No dice. He put all three of them to work cleaning up the dojo. It took all day to make the place look almost like it did before.

"It's your fault." Ahsoka would mutter towards Kyle, who would share the same sentiments towards her.

"Doesn't matter whose fault it is," Asuka reminds them "we're paying the price for our choices."

"You don't have to be so dramatic, Asuka. So we got caught horsing around. Big deal." Kyle shrugs. "We're just having fun." But Asuka shakes her head.

"We're supposed to be Jedi. How can we defend the galaxy while we're acting like kids?"

"She's right." Ahsoka said. "We're Jedi and we have to act like it."

"Asuka, we are kids though. No way around it. I mean, I don't know about you and Ahsoka, but I grew up spending time with my friends, getting into all kinds of trouble." He reminisces about his time spent on his home world. "This one time I took my dad's speeder, crashed it into the river and I wasn't even allowed to leave the house for over a year." He remembers warmly.

"Where are you from anyway?" Ahsoka presses.

"Songin." He answers.

"What was life like there?" She follows-up on her previous question. Instantly, Kyle clams up and begins to stutter. He saw Keyon walking around and decided to go after him.

"Hey, it's Keyon let's go see what's going on in his neck of the woods." He rushes to Keyon ignoring the girls insistence he return to help them finish their chore.

"Hey, K what's up? I haven't seen you." He says.

"Sorry, I've just been busy." He mumbles.

"Why don't you hang out with us, keep us company? We're almost done fixing the dojo." Keyon looks over Kyle's shoulder to see Ahsoka behind him. He shakes his head. "What do you mean no?"

"Look, Kyle. We're cool, but I'm not talking to Ahsoka anymore." The statement threw Kyle for a loop. It was so unexpected.

"Why?" He asks.

"I was supposed to be Skywalker's Padawan, or at least you were. She took what was rightfully mine. I'm not dealing with someone who stomped on my dreams." He turns to walk away, Kyle grabs his arm.

"Wait. Wait. Wait." Kyle pesters for Keyon to stay for his rebuttal. "Ahsoka worked very hard to get to where she's-"

"She's a brown-nosier! She wouldn't have gotten this far if Master Plo Koon didn't find her in Shilli." He says spitefully.

"Come on you don't believe that." Kyle laughs, hoping this was all a joke.

"No, I do. Kyle. We're fine. There's no problems between us. But I'm not talking to Ahsoka anymore." He repeated so it was sure to him he was clear. "I'll catch you later." Keyon left leaving Kyle speechless and shaking his head.

"What did Keyon say?" Ahsoka asks. Not wanting to hurt her feelings, Kyle meekly mumbled inaudible gibberish before settling on a lie.

"He's busy."

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As if matters weren't stressful enough, Plo Koon also had to police children. The Galactic Republic army was compromised. The Jedi are in danger across the galaxy, the last thing the experienced Jedi needed to see was a bunch of teenagers fooling around as if they didn't have better things to do. When the chance presents itself, Plo Koon plans to lecture Skywalker and Tera on his inability to instill discipline into their respective Padawans.

"Master Plo," Obi-Wan welcomed the beleaguered Jedi to the council summit.

"It's good to see you are in one piece, Master Kenobi, as it is you, Skywalker." Plo Koon greets warmly. For the first time in ages the Jedi Council convened with everybody in attendance. The dire circumstances demanded it. Sometimes when a solution couldn't be reached, the council would call on former member Tera to break the tie. Rarely did the Jedi clash in ideology, however. They remained steadfast in their like mindedness.

"Is there a way we could block these attempts to overtake the inhibitor chips?" Plo Koon asks the council. A dark skinned woman with piercing purple eyes, named Stass Allie spoke up.

"It may be crass and borderline conspiratorial, but when people want to avoid getting their minds effected from electromagnetic fields they wrap their heads up in tinfoil." She proposed. There are no bad ideas, no Jedi would say Allie's was a poor one. However many were unconvinced.

"Padawan Izzo saw Admiral Yularen hack into the inhibitor chip's main frame and alter the Clones programming with a small computer." Windu informed Allie.

"During my battles on Agholor, my small Clone army turned on me too. We ventured to a village with antennas intended for radio transmissions. Later I found out the source of my mens turn is the Separatists were sending commands to them which they followed diligently." She had told them this story before, Master Yoda hoped it was a one-off occurrence, as did Chancellor Palpatine.

"Perhaps it's best we pull out all of the Clones and wait for the volunteer force the senate is on the verge of granting us?" Anakin offers up.

"Can we really risk our most important bases by substituting an experienced fighting force for a green one?" Jedi Master Shaak Ti, a Togruta like Ahsoka, chimed in.

"We are without many other options. I believe it is the only way." Plo Koon clasped his hands together, resting them against the bottom of his chin. He hoped for an idea to pop in his head that would fix everything. A las, the mind rarely works in such brilliant ways.

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Instantly the popularity of The Clone War fell from unanimous praise, to near universal scorn. The Jedi were blamed the most, not the chancellor, for their army being compromised and believed Palpatine was the right choice to steer the ship back on course. Many men and women grimace at the idea of having to give up their own blood and flesh for a cause they aren't so sure about. It's easier to sign off on war when you're not fitting the bill.

Palpatine addressed an antsy Republic by stressing the importance of sacrifice - especially in these times. Wild applause, some small jeers rained down on the embattled chancellor.

But these people wanted blood. Both of the C.I.S and those who they believe are failing them. "They are trying to make us look weak." Palpatine shakes his head, signing off. "We won't let them!" is like blood to a shark for an embattled people