(Imperfection's POV)
"Is this where we can eat?" I ask, for the first time during our walk.
"Yeah." Kix says to me. "Ashoka will find a table for us, you and I will get some food." I nod. Ashoka walks away and I just follow Kix.
While doing so, I try to keep my eyes on the direction we were going, but I couldn't help but look around, looking at other clones, grateful that they didn't look at me. I was just about to look back at Kix, then I notice another clone looking at me. His head was shaven, but what made me continue looking at him were the scars on his face, making his right eye have a pale color. He gave me a rather unpleasant look before turning his head away, I kept my eyes on him, causing me to bump into Kix.
"Careful." Kix said, then I immediately look back at him. I only nod at him then he gives me a tray of food while he carries two in his hands, one for him and the other for Ashoka. Then I continue to follow him, but this time I kept my eyes on him, no one else. Then he sits down at a table, sitting next to Ashoka, I sit across from Kix and begin to eat a bit, while they talk, I wasn't paying attention.
But then I began to lose my hunger when I heard some of the other clones mumble and I felt their eyes on me. Then I began to hear them talking to each other, asking each other about me.
"Who's the girl?"
"Is she really a clone?"
"What was she name?"
I tried to block out what they were saying the moment they mentioned what my name was. But I couldn't, no matter how hard I tried. I felt my anger rise again as I continue to eat my food, still trying to ignore everyone. I just want everyone to just shut up about my damn name! Why does everyone care about my name so much?! Why can't they just shut and accept the fact that Imperfection is my name?!
"I think her name was Emma, or something like that." That caught me by surprise. So much that my anger began to shrink a bit. Emma? How the hell did they get Emma from Imperfection?
"Hey Kid." A clone voice said to me, in a familiar kind tone. I turned my head and I saw Slick, sitting next to me, with a small smile on his face. Then my anger melted away completely. How does he manage to do that? "I hear your going to be Kix's new assistant. Is that true?"
I nod. "Yes, I am."
He nods at me, then he looks at my neck. "How's your neck?"
"Feeling much better." I say to him. As weird as it sounds, I was actually kind of...enjoying having a conversation with him. After all, he is, possibly, the one person I feel confident and comfortable talking to. Not even talking with Kix felt this nice, and he's the only one I haven't yelled at, at least not yet. I felt my lips move a little bit, but I didn't pay much attention to it.
Then Slick smirks at me. "Are you smiling at me?" I felt my face grow warm again, I quickly turn my head and stop smiling.
(Slick's POV)
Since I met this kid, I believe this is the very first time I have ever seen her smile. It may have been a small smile, but it was still a noticeable one. I tap my hand on her shoulder, making her look back at me.
"Come on, there's nothing wrong with you smiling." I smile back at her. She only looks at me for a bit before she looks back at her food. I look at my own food and begin to eat. "Personally, I think a smile looks nice on you." Then I notice her give another small smile. I'm glad to see she's starting to feel better, I mean, after hearing what this poor kid had been through, I wouldn't be smiling if I was in her place.
I think Kix and Ashoka noticed too, because they were looking at her with smiles too, but they didn't say anything about it.
Then she starts talking to me, this time with her starting the conversation. "What have you been doing? I haven't seen I was sent to Kix."
"Nothing really important." I tell her.
"I would still like to know, if you don't mind talking about it." She says with that small smile on her face. And that was pretty much how the rest of our lunch went, just her and I talking to each other. I think she forgot Kix and Ashoka were sitting with us, but as long as she was talking with that kind of confidence and that rare little smile, I just continued talking to her and only her.