"I can't speak to him until tomorrow?" Obi-Wan checked.

"I am afraid not," Taun We replied, with a conciliatory gesture. "It is a shame you have come all this way to meet with such inconvenience, but perhaps if you had commed ahead…?"

Obi-Wan nodded.

"That would have worked better," he decided, thinking. "Would you be able to run me through some of the key decisions made on the specifics of the army? I'm afraid they were taken several years ago, and I've only come to this particular project quite recently – I'd like to make sure I wasn't missing anything."

"Of course," Taun We agreed. "In addition to providing the template, Jango made many of the decisions on training – that is not our speciality, as we prefer to allow our clients to make the appropriate arrangements in doctrinal matters."

"Naturally," Obi-Wan agreed, pacing down the hallway. "What weapons and equipment are included in the contract?"

"A basic load for the first two hundred thousand units has been procured," Taun We replied. "All part of the initial purchase, naturally. We are aware that our clients may need to take urgent delivery. Any upgrades, however, will have to be provided by the client."

She gestured, indicating one of the staging areas. "Rothana Heavy Engineering has provided much of the heavy equipment. Several large orders were made."

This was getting more and more involved, and Obi-Wan's worry was only increasing.

How much money was involved with this army?

"You mentioned behavioural modifications?" he asked.

"Naturally," Taun We confirmed. "Neural inhibitor biochips are a standard installation on most of our clone lines. Our products are designed for maximum obedience through a careful inculcation of a culture of volunteerism, but overrides are always considered useful."

She took out a datapad, tapping on it, then held it out for him. "A full list of the commands. I hope you'll find that the details are entirely within the contracted parameters."

"I hope so as well," Obi-Wan replied, paging through the datapad.

He'd been wondering how a clone army could work, on a practical level, but seeing some of these commands it was apparent what would be involved. The clones would be trained in all military skills, and in showing initiative, but the dozens of indexed commands would erase or alter specific factors of their behaviour.

They would retain the same skills as before, but their free will would be restricted, causing them to obey as readily as droids. One of the commands on the datapad was to discard their communicators immediately, while another was an order to charge a position, regardless of casualties – and Obi-Wan had seen enough of conflict to know that that would be able to win some battles all by itself.

So long as you didn't see the ten-year-old clones who'd be doing it as who they were. As much children as adults.

Then he stopped, and stared.

"Is something wrong, Jedi Kenobi?" Taun We asked.

Obi-Wan shook himself.

"My apologies," he said, turning off the datapad and stowing it in his robes. "While I hope it won't cause any problems for you, I'm going to need to check something later… are there any exercises going on at the moment?"

"Of course," Taun We replied, pleasantly. "Would you prefer close combat exercises, heavy weapons, or long arms?"

"You're going to need to hear this, Masters," Obi-Wan said. "I've arrived on Kamino and found that Master Sifo-Dyas had ordered a clone army that was – supposedly – to be used by the Jedi, at the request of the Senate almost ten years ago."

"Killed before that, he was," Yoda replied.

"That was my impression as well, Master," Obi-Wan replied. "But the clone army has neural override chips in them – standard practice here, I understand – and I was given a list of the commands."

He cleared his throat. "Order number: 66. Authorized to be used by: the Supreme Chancellor of the Republic, voice command, no other authorization required. Approved propagation: Command Clones may spread this order down the chain of command. Effects: Eliminate all previous affection or comradeship towards Jedi subjects of order, specified at time of use. If undefined, all Jedi are subject to order. Order subjects are to be designated traitors and eliminated immediately, maximum priority. Clones not acting in compliance with order are to be designated traitors."

Mace Windu inhaled.

"That would be-" he began, but Obi-Wan raised his hand.

"Sorry, Master, but I hadn't finished," he said. "The effect section continues: redesignate Supreme Chancellor as Lord Sidious."

Mace and Yoda both stared at Obi-Wan through the scrambled hologram link.

"Hell, kriffing," Yoda said, eventually.

Mace started giggling.

"Master Windu?" Obi-Wan asked, worried.

"This is why you always read the manual," Mace said, between giggles.

AN:

Read The Kriffing Manual.