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Mechanic.
The sound of a loud clang, followed by a loud curse, drew Rex's attention.
The pair of female legs drew his attention more specifically. The legs kicked, and the owner of the legs cursed again as there was another clanging noise from beneath the Twilight.
He knelt down, looked under the belly of the ship and asked, "Commander?"
Ahsoka made a frustrated noise, then rolled out from underneath, a pair of goggles obscuring her face. Once she lifted the goggles up, he could tell she was scowling. "He's made so many 'special modifications' to this thing I can't make head or tails of it!" she declared, brandishing a hydrospanner at him for a moment before rolling herself back under the ship, leaving him with only a pair of legs to talk to again.
He lifted a brow, looking at the pair of petite, wriggling legs, then decided the roof of the cargo bay was a much safer place to be placing his attention. "Have you checked the power couplings?" he asked, staring resolutely upward. "Converters?"
"Of course!" came the instant reply, and he found himself looking down again as the legs made an irritated, kicking motion. "Special modifications – how is anyone other than Master supposed to fix this thing? Everything looks like it should be hooked up right, but the power's not coming on!"
Rex frowned, then lay down on his back, slowly scooting himself upward beside Ahsoka. She didn't acknowledge his presence, but lay back on the repulsorlift, staring up at the exposed guts of the ship in exasperation.
Mechanical engineering wasn't really his strong suit. He was trained for leadership and combat, not support or repair. Still, from what he could tell, things looked they way they should – more or less. There were a couple interesting knots of wire he wasn't quite sure the purpose of. Presumably, they were part of the 'special modifications' General Skywalker had built in.
Ahsoka sighed, sounding both irritated and defeated. "'Go get the Twilight ready, Snips', he tells me. Look at this mess."
"At least we don't seem to be using it too often anymore," Rex offered, only to receive another sigh.
"I still need to get it working."
Rex frowned up at the mess of cables and the power couplings nestled in the middle. Sometimes, plans and hard work didn't turn out. Sometimes, the simplest thing was what worked best.
He made a fist and punched it.
Ahsoka made a small shriek of horror.
Then the power came on, small alert lights on the couplings flicking from black to bright green.
Rex turned his head and looked at Ahsoka, her mouth agape and staring up at the exposed panel. "Guess it just needed to be told who's boss."
"You –" Ahsoka gasped, mouth opening and closing a couple times in astonishment, turning to look at him, then the power coupling, then him again. "You punched the Twilight?" Rex gave her a small grin.
She blinked at him once, her face half cast in green light, and slowly began to laugh. She nudged him with an elbow and grinned. "What would I do without you, Rex?"
"Not have a functional starship, at the moment."
Ahsoka rolled her eyes, but continued to smile. "Thanks, Rex."
"You're welcome, Commander."
Yeah, not all of these will be deep and meaningful. ;) (Though I think most will be.)
Anyone out there have any suggestions for clone names? I think I can use a few, if anyone is willing to share.
~Queen