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lost-on-kamino · 3 years ago

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Are you R3DY? In which Olly wants to know where Rhythm has been running off to. (This one was a bunch of Fun due to inspirations a plenty for both Olly and Rhythm. But mostly because I could see Rhythm wanting do a little more with his life... He’s here to have fun after all :) There will also be a picture along too~) <(Chapter 2) (Chapter 4)> Olly had enough. He was going to discover where his Kih’vod was running off too, to the point where Rhythm would be climbing through the window of the Barracks like a schoolboy rushing in from an illegal party.Not to mention the Glowsticks tangled in his hair, and the one time he accidently inhaled one. The medics hadn’t been happy about that. It had been a few months since their meeting and Olly was somewhat used to the energetic clone. Somewhat.It reminded him of his own Batchmates as it turned out the two had shared some similarities with their closer brothers.And even with Rhythm’s insistence of helping Olly get over his fear, Olly knew that was just how Rhythm was.

Though his first suspicions over Rhythm doing shifty things was when he paid for caf beans for the caf machine. The Clones didn’t get paid and Rhythm had offered to collect it on his patrol shift. Olly had noticed the credits slipped into his belt pouch but didn’t want to press the clone as the Guard had quickly descended on their machine for the one thing that kept them running through the night.

The second incident had been of course, Rhythm returning at odd points of the night with said glow sticks. He would have dragged Olly to 79s, even if he wasn’t allowed near the Alcohol section; so it wasn’t that either. Then there was Rhythm asking the other Guardsmen about their taste in music, making notes.

People had put down to it being Rhythm and his ever continuous search for musical enjoyment, but Olly had gotten to know Rhythm’s quirks. The slight twitch of his lip to show curiosity which meant he was up to something.

But Olly hadn’t been able to question his younger brother over his odd actions of the last weeks, the two had been on opposite patrols; that or Rhythm had just not been around.

His fellow turtles had decided Olly seemed a bit wound up and had offered to take him out during their rare leave. A night on Coruscant as it were.

Olly had finally agreed and this was where he found himself. He’d find out what Rhythm is up to eventually, though an odd feeling in his gut said otherwise.

The night had been going well. The group of Riot Troopers had swarmed the bars, slowly filling out as they finally joined a queue for a Venue. Olly had been told that this club had been pretty popular during certain nights, but again it would depend on his taste of music. He and Rhythm had been comparing songs one sleepless night as Rhythm strumming the Banjo in the quiet common room, away from the barracks. He much preferred lullabies than the noise and mess that Rhythm seemed to be fond of, EDM and all the louder ones… He shook his head before following his brothers within and into the depths. The music was pounding. Noisy, the lights were bright. Olly squinted as he looked around, his brothers managing to snatch a table from a Ruurian and Nat-born who glanced over tiredly and shook their heads. The Ruurian grumbled before shuffling off towards the back as the Nat-born shifted into a Clone suddenly, sticking their tongue out before reverting into a Twi’lek form. Curious… Must be a Clawdite, Olly thought to himself. Someone to keep an eye on. Something Olly could describe as Electro was playing with some words in the background. As I fell to the ocean floor

Feeling light through an open door

Saw myself rise with the water

Olly sat down quietly as his eyes followed one of his brothers as they went off to the counter to grab drinks for the night. The riot trooper sat back as his other brothers spread out among the crowd. Some get onto the dance floor to join in the electronic beat while others start ordering their rounds with the little credits they have. Olly’s attention turns towards the DJ of the group… He pauses.

They thought they could keep me down,

Hold their breath and watch me drown,

But all they did has pushed me higher.

The DJ has a helm, jacket zipped up and going wild.

But Olly knows a brother when he sees one… And puts his head in his hands. So that’s where he’s been. We don't care what they say

We will be here all day

We'll stay here till it's over It’s Rhythm. This is where he’s been running off to… He’s not sure about the helmet, though it seems to control where the music flows into the deck. It seems completely made up, as if to hide his identity, which is smart due to some establishments not taking to Clones unlike 79s. Olly eyes the tip jar which seems to have a slow stash of credits… Maybe that's where he gets paid… At least Rhythm wasn’t doing something too off. Till the world's out of sight

We will stand

We will fight

It's not over till it's over --A month Ago-- Rhythm was walking along the streets, Lenta humming softly as she went through the market town. The Clone had his scarf up as his eyes looked around the town. Vite was holding on tightly as Lenta’s newest edition: Agi was bundled tightly to her mother’s chest. It had been a shock with Agi’s sudden arrival… But thankfully, Pitch had been with him visiting and the Clone Medic had helped deliver the young Twi’lek safely. This is what had set him on his path to become a Midwife or at least focus into it after the war. After taking lives, to bring them into the world would be the highest honour. “Rhythm?” Lenta spoke up as Rhythm jolted slightly. “Ah sorry-” “Ree was overthinking again!” Vite chuckles as Rhythm goes red. “Well I didn't mean to… I was just… I guess thinking about things.” “Well I was asking what fruit you’d like to take back to your siblings.” Lenta explained as she looked over. “I know you wouldn’t mind sharing but I need an answer.” “R-Right… The berries last time were nice…” Lenta nods before moving over to ask for a punnet of berries. Vite watched his mother before turning to watch the crowd, nudging Rhythm. The Clone looked down at the boy and smiled warmly. “What’s up?” “You want to talk?” Rhythm blinked. 5 years old and already growing to be a sensible gentleman. “Maybe when we take you back, little guy” Rhythm chuckles until a call in the streets instantly alerts him. His head flicks up instead, on red alert as Lenta looks over and her face lights up warmly towards an approaching Twi’lek youth. “Yunn? Is that you?” “Sure is… What brings you here…? I didn’t realise you had a boy t-” Yunn was instantly stopped when Lenta instantly pinched his ear and tugged, causing the male to yelp and grab at his ear. “Ow-ow! Okay Not that!” Lenta scowled lightly before freeing him. “Not at Rhythm or my children please.” The woman sniffed as Yunn whined, Agi was undisturbed as Vite cackled. “Well… What is he doing here then…?” “Helping us shop.” Vite perked up. “Ree helps out a lot.” “Does he now…? He looking for work?” Yunn looks up. “What can you do?” Rhythm froze on the spot. “Ah uh… I’m with the Coruscant Guard… I’m not really free unless I have the rare moment.” Rhythm explained. “He likes music!” Vite added in, jumping back into the conversation. “Does he now…? I wouldn't be able to legally pay you… But you could work with tips…” Yunn spoke. Rhythm looked down in thought. Credits could help the Guard… and his gift habit… “....What do you want me to do?” The Twi’lek’s grin only lit up more. -- Olly watched Rhythm or; DJ R3DY continue blasting what he could tell was a carefully crafted playlist, enough to get the crowd jumping and going wild. He watched his brothers having fun, the Ruurian from earlier talking to some of them as the Clawdite seemed to be on the dance floor with more troopers. Olly took a sip of his drink before he slowly stood up and made his way towards the DJ Desk. He noted a Twi’lek watching him, eyes narrowed. Likely the Owner of the establishment. R3DY paused for a moment, not that anyone noticed during the flashing lights and humming beats, his eyes catching onto Olly as he froze stunned. Olly gave a small twitch of his lips and nodded. R3DY studied the motion. He assumed Olly would want to talk when there was a sweet sound of silence. The barracks then. He proceeded to start the next track as Olly made his way back and rejoined his teammates, the riot trooper wincing at the music and shaking his head as his brothers laughed at his misfortune. Rhythm knew Olly had been wondering what he’d been up to… and he hoped this was a just a confirmation that Olly was happy he wasn’t doing stupid things behind the Guard’s back. And when he was finished, he would return to Lenta’s before trying to sneak back into the barracks to start his shift in 5 hours… If he could stay awake long enough.

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