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Story summary: If there was anything Kix had learnt in five-oh-first, it was that any inquiry starting with you're a medic, right? was going to be a wild ride.
Changing the trade
"Kix, you're a medic, right?" Ahsoka leaned over the bunk to peek into the medic's cot.
The trooper sighed and put away the datapad he was reading. If there was anything he had learnt in five-oh-first, it was that any inquiry starting with you're a medic, right? was going to be a wild ride.
"can I ask you a question?" she asked, but before the medic managed to answer either way, the Togruta female sat at the edge of the bed and blurred out "is there a lot of species that humans can cross-breed with?"
Kix eyed his commanding officer. She was a little bit paler than usual and blushing in that peculiar Torguta's way as the blue stripes on her montrals were deep shade of navy blue.
"Quite a few." The clone answered, trying his best to sound casual "the most common, I've heard about were Wookies, Mirialans, Twi'leks, Togrutas…"
Ahsoka flinched.
"if you want, I can get you additional reading on that topic" he offered as the Jedi acolyte, a little bit too stiffly, shoot up from her spot at his bunk.
"that won't be necessary" she answered shakily.
"comman- Ahsoka" Kix decided to drop the official tone "I'm not here to judge where and with whom you are spending your leave" the medic said calmly "but just so you know: this mission is full of crappy food, stress and little to no sleep"
"I don't-?"
"I've spoken with medics who serve under female generals; they corroborated that such factors do play a part in woman's period cycle going haywire"
"why did you talk with-" Ahsoka's piped out "about that?"
"I'm expected to know how to treat people I fight alongside with regardless of their status, race or gender" Kix replied sternly "even if that meant I'd have to broaden my expertise to gynecology"
After an initial shock of his statement had faded, the Togruta female smiled helplessly, apologizing for her brashness. She was still nervous – that's for sure - but there was a hit of slack in her movements.
She bowed politely then exited the tent.
The medic dropped back to his cot and picked up the datapad he was reading just a while ago. Kix sighed heavily and crammed the object under his pillow, unable to focus on the text anymore.
If Ahsoka's worries were indeed true, then… then what? At least it wasn't any of the clones, that's for sure. Contrary to the popular belief, clones were sterile – engineered that way - maybe with exception of Boba, but that was never confirmed. Of course, that knowledge was restricted only to Kaminioans and clone medics. So if anything… maybe that- No. That was counterproductive. He would address the issue, when the time came… if the time came.
He would adapt, as clones always did, even if that meant becoming GAR's first midwife.
It's not as if the five-oh-first never smuggled children and infants before without commanding officers' knowledge.