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CC-2224 was a good soldier. He was an Imperial Commander at the training centers. He was where he belonged. (he wanted to go home)
He knew what he was. CC-2224 knew a lot of things, forbidden knowledge lost to the stars. (they are ancient things they will keep your secrets) He knew what he was supposed to do with the blue-skinned child leaping over his head. (good soldiers follow orders)
He didn’t want to. (good soldiers follow-)
The child was killing his men. (not his men, his men were the dead walking hidden) He was an excellent shot, didn’t even have to get close. (good soldiers follow-)
The blaster was heavier than usual. CC-2224 made a mental note and took aim. (good soldiers-)
(“Blast him!”)
“Thank you, sir! Little shit was a tough one.”
(good soldiers follow orders) “You’re welcome trooper. Report back to base, alert command and patch me through to Coruscant.”
“Very good, sir.”
CC-2224 was a very good soldier. (good soldiers follow orders)
(he didn’t want to be a good soldier anymore)