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Onboard the Aay'han, Coruscant Underlevels-

"You are certainly the first Jedi I've ever met that could put on a full suit of armor that quickly," Kal Skirata said, amusement in his voice.

Arcus smiled before answering. "I normally wore the same armor as my men, it provided much better protection than the traditional Jedi robes, and I can say that from personal experience too."

The squad had decided that only Des and Arsenal should accompany Arcus to meet Skirata at the Kragget to keep from drawing attention. Arsenal had also decided to leave Nolan and Ves with Rever and Bloodbath as they had been feeling quite energetic during the past few days. When they got to the Kragget they found Kal and Ordo waiting for them, they then followed them to the Aay'han

"What made you want to wear the armor?" Arsenal asked.

"I was leading a mission on Malastare when we were ambushed by SBD's, my men were being picked off quickly so I threw an entire pack of thermal detonators at them and set them off. I destroyed the droids and managed to shield my men from the worst of the shrapnel, but I caught a rather large piece just beneath my heart."

Arcus removed his breast plate and upper body suit, revealing a rather large and jagged scar running across the left side of his chest below his heart. "I barely made it to back to the Indomitable before my heart stopped, they got me going again and rushed me into emergency surgery. My heart stopped two more times during the surgery, but they brought me back each time. Since that battle I've been wearing clone armor, it has its flaws, but it's saved my life more times than I can count."

Skirata nodded. "If all Jedi were as smart as you maybe there wouldn't be so many of them dead," Skirata said earning nods from the rest of them.

His comlink suddenly beeped. "Excuse me," he said before stepping into the next room, Ordo following behind him.

The group was silent for a minute before Des spoke up. "Well, Arcus, at least no one will be able to mistake you for a Jedi," he said.

Arcus nodded, but a touch of sadness filled his eyes. "I just wish that I could have continued being there for my men, without me who knows what could happen to them."

"I'm sure they'll be fine, Jen'ika, after all, you've given them something to fight for," Arsenal said.

"I hope you're right, Solus, I don't want to bury any more brothers," he said.

Coruscant Underlevels-

Sladner had been watching Arsenal for the past three days now. She appeared to have formed a connection with the silent clone. That's good, he thought to himself, I'll be able to hold that against her.

He smiled in an evil way as he thought about the pain he would cause her. He had followed them to a small restaurant called the Kragget where they had left with two other men, one in Mandalorian armor and the other wearing clone armor, deeper into the Underlevels.

Turning to leave he spotted a figure in the shadows to his left. The figure came towards him, it was an old man. He was bald with a long white beard, and so skinny his ribs were visible through the rags he was wearing.

"Spare a morsel for a hungry fellow?" The old man asked.

Sladner drew his blaster and, without any hesitation or remorse, shot the man between the eyes. He glanced the now dead man in front of him before turning his back and walking away.

Time to seek out the gangs that took refuge down here, if they knew what was good for them they'd accept his offer.

GAR Barracks, Coruscant-

"Just admit it already! You like Solus," Bloodbath said loudly, causing Nolan and Ves to pause in their wrestling.

/No I don't/ Rever signed.

"Ha! Of course you don't, you've only been spending the past few days hanging out with her, watching her when she isn't looking, probably thinking about like you are right now..." he paused and looked at Rever's eyes.

"Yup, you're definitely thinking about her, the big picture here is that you like her, why not ask her out? That's what they do in holo-dramas, the guy asks the girl he likes out," Bloodbath said.

Ramik snorted. "Since when do you watch holo-dramas?" He asked.

Bloodbath was about to retort when Rever cut him off. /You're not exactly Mr. Spook yourself, di'kut, I saw how you looked at Railyn when she was here, you like her/ Rever signed, a smug expression on his face.

Bloodbath's face turned red and he was about to respond when the doors opened, Des and Arsenal walking in followed by Arcus wearing a full set of Mandalorian armor, the helmet clipped to his belt.

Everyone was silent as they looked over Arcus's new getup. "I have to say, looking good, Arcus," Bloodbath said, completely forgetting about the earlier conversation.

"Thanks, Vod, though I'm kinda worried about what Railyn will think about this, she doesn't want me to leave but if I stay that means I can't keep an eye on you," Arcus said.

"Oh, you don't trust us?" Bloodbath asked.

"I trust everyone else just fine, it's you who I don't trust," Arcus said causing Ramik to snicker.

"Hey I'm trustworthy, " Bloodbath shot back. "Why is it that people don't trust the demolitions clones?" He finished.

/I'm not sure you want us to answer that question/ Rever signed.

Just then Des's comm beeped. "Sorry, kids, gotta take this, Bloodbath, don't blow up the barracks while I'm gone," he said and stepped out of the room.

"Et tu, Des?" Bloodbath asked, mock hurt in his voice.

But then he caught sight of Arsenal leaving for her own quarters followed a few minutes later by Rever. The door closed behind them and Bloodbath waited a few minutes before moving.

He looked around, no one else had noticed the their absence yet. He got up and entered the room silently.

Rever was holding Arsenal's hand and they appeared to be having a silent conversation.

"Well, so much for not liking her, right, Rever?" Bloodbath suddenly said, startling the two of them enough to draw their weapons.

Bloodbath yelped as he avoided the blade thrown by Arsenal.

"What in Haran do you think you're doing?!" She shouted, the two of them glaring at him.

"Nothing much, just reveling in my chance to tell Rever I told you so," he said smugly. "I knew there was something going on between the two of you, just wait till I tell everyone."

"If you do I will make the rest of your life as miserable as possible," Arsenal growled at him.

"All right, fine, your secret's safe with me," Bloodbath said in a resigned tone.

Rever's eyebrow shot up at that. /Since when have you ever been able to keep a secret?/ he signed. His only response from Bloodbath was a glare.

Coruscant Underlevels-

Sladner smiled to himself, all was going according to plan. After some careful maneuvering he found himself standing before the Drago Gang's leader, a human called Nerus Vasig, a wanted criminal. He was a large man, not as large as Sladner, but definitely someone to avoid in a fight, who looked as if he'd been punched in the face more than once, his nose nothing more than a mass of cartilage without form. He wore a black tank top that revealed the plethora of tattoos covering his arms and torso.

Sladner could tell that he was not one to take lightly, he had the look of a merciless killer in his eyes

"I believe we do have a problem," Vasig said, twirling the knife in his hand. "You crossed into my territory without paying the toll, what do you have to say to that?" He asked.

"I have a proposition for you, I require the service of you and your men for a job, you will be rewarded handsomely for your services of course," Sladner said.

Vasig pretended to consider the offer before responding. "Why would I want to work for you, when I could just kill you instead?" He asked.

"Why kill me when you could walk away with enough credits to expand your operation tenfold?" Sladner asked, he could see that Vasig's curiosity was peaked with that question. "Besides, you and all your men will be dead before getting within three meters of me."

He held up the small container of neurotoxin. "If I drop this a powerful nerve gas will be released, killing everything within the thirty meter radius."

"Why would you do that, you would only seal your own doom as well," Vasig said.

Sladner smiled, showing the jagged teeth common to his species. "I've already planned for that, I injected myself with the antidote before coming here, when all of you are dead I will just walk out of here, why throw away your lives robbing a few meaningless people when I could make you rich beyond your wildest dreams?" Sladner asked, of course he had no intention of paying them, they were going to die whether they accepted his offer or not.

"Do we have a deal?" Sladner asked.

Vasig stayed silent for a few minutes before getting up and approaching Sladner, then he held out his hand. "Deal," he said.

"Wise choice," Sladner said. "Your target is a woman that goes by the name Arsenal, she is currently living in the GAR Barracks along with a group of clones known as Canon Squad, your job for now is to learn as much as possible about these clones, see if she's close to anyone." Vasig nodded.

"Is there anything else I should know about her?" He asked.

"She was born and raised Mandalorian, she would never put innocents in danger willingly," Sladner said. "Lure her to me, but don't harm her, I want to do that myself."

Vasig smiled, it looked as if this Sladner character was more easily fooled than he thought.

What neither man realized was that each of them was plotting the other's downfall.

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