#also Spar is actually saying Chew’i

[mandalorianbrainweasel]

would u pls subject Gree to Spar >:D

Gree is talking to General Chewbacca of the Wookie forces when both he and the Wookie catch a high pitched whistling noise coming towards them. It’s not a missile whistle, but it doesn’t keep him from bracing himself and looking around.

Chewbacca, though, looks up and holds out his arms.

An armoured Mandalorian crashes right into the Wookie’s arms and then proceeds to laugh maniacally. “Thanks for the save, Chewie,” the Mando says as he’s sat on his feet.

Gree isn’t great with Shyyriwook just yet, but the droid he has helping translate tells him that Chewbacca’s answer is “Who tossed you off?”

Both look up at the trees above them.

“It’s more accurate to say I tripped,” the Mando says. Then, he adds, “While catching one of the younger ones who insisted on following us.”

Gree vaguely remembers hearing that there was some kind of right of passage happening that day, but he hasn’t met any of the group involved.

He certainly doesn’t remember a Mando being involved, though. “Uh, General Chewbacca?”

Chewbacca and the Mando both turn to him, though he’s sure that the Mando is hardly named Chewbacca.

“Do you want me to introduce myself?” the Mando asks with a wry kind of lilt. The more he talks, the more familiar his voice seems. It’s different from the clones’ flash-training influenced accents, but it’s familiar. Like a higher pitched Commander Bacara, from the holomeetings they have.

“<<Yes,>>” Chewbacca says, a word that Gree has picked up along with the words for no, please, stop, down, and careful.

The Mando sweeps off their metal bucket, revealing a face Gree immediately wants to describe as like if a clone were a woman, with a rounder face and longer hair and lots of jewellery. He heard there were women Mandos on Kamino, but he’d never met them, and he’d heard Fett had adopted a clone—did he pick up one who came out a girl? “I’m Akaanik’sha Fett,” she says cheerfully. “Jango’s my older brother. You can call me Spar, most clones do.”

Okay, so not the adopted clone. Or a clone at all, apparently. That fits way better with the armour and the jewellery. Gree can’t imagine even an adopted clone getting to wear things that most natborns, especially Mandos, find precious.

“I didn’t get to do the typical Wookie right of passage last time, well not the typical way,” Chewbacca nods at that, “the last time I was here, so since we have some time and we were back in the area, Chieftain Tarfful suggested I come along this time.” Spar smiles cheerfully. “I think it’s not meant to be.”

Chewbacca’s more complicated roars are translated again by the droid. “You have a warrior’s spirit, to help as you have.”

“You’re too nice, Chewie,” Spar says. Then she looks back at Gree. “Thank you, by the way, for your work here. I was more worried about getting someone off planet, so I couldn’t do much when the Separatists arrived here. You guys’ arrival, and then Commander Grey’s help when things followed us, were of great help to the people affected, and you’ve done good work here with the Wookie warriors. I’m proud of you.”

Gree’s been hit by plenty of droid fire since coming here. He’s gotten quite a few blows to the back by over-enthusiastic Wookies.

Those last four words are like a punch to the gut, more of a shock to his system than any of those. He doesn’t know why, but it is. It’s not something he ever expected to hear from anyone, especially not a Mando.

Especially not a Fett.

He swallows. “It’s, ah. It’s a real nice placement, you know?” He likes getting to learn about people so different from him. The Wookies have been incredibly accepting of the clone troopers stationed here, especially when he looks at his trips to check on those with the Trandoshan Army on Dosh. He gets to be as curious here as he wants and he’s learning a lot.

Spar smiles again. “Good.” She slaps Chewbacca hard on the back. “You take care of these boys, got it?”

Chewbacca laughs. “<<Of course!>>”

And then Spar is wriggling out of their way, headed back off into the village very purposefully and cheerfully, adjusting a Wookie bag over their shoulder as they swing and jump around.

“She’s…interesting,” Gree says.

Chewbacca blinks. “<<She?>>”

Gree blinks back at him. “Is Spar not a woman?”

Chewbacca considers that. The droid translates what he says as, “The Jedi called Spar he and him.”

Ah. Gree covers his face with his hand; this is embarrassing. “Don’t tell him I made that mistake.”

Chewbacca laughs again.

(I’m accepting clones to subject to Spar until Friday.)