The war room was quiet, save for the soft hum of holo-maps and the shuffling of datapads. As Master to Ahsoka, you leaned over a console, eyes narrowed in concentration, pointing out different points on the holographic battle map in front of her.
“Alright, Snips,” you began, your tone serious as you tapped on a key sector. “If the Separatists attack here, what's your next move?”
Ahsoka, trying hard to focus, squinted at the map. “I’d redirect the clones to flank from this side,” she replied, tracing a route with her finger.
You chuckled. “Not bad. But you’d leave the artillery units vulnerable here.” You pointed to a flashing area on the map. “You’ve got to think a few steps ahead.”
Ahsoka sighed, rolling her eyes playfully. “Fine, but this is way easier when we're actually in the field, not staring at maps.”
Suddenly, the door slid open, and a familiar helmeted figure stepped in—Rex, carrying a bundle that smelled suspiciously like… food.
“Is that—" Ahsoka sniffed, her eyes widening. “Pizza?”
Rex shrugged, a small smirk on his face. “Figured you two could use a break. It's not every day I get to see you buried in strategy maps.”
You looked at Rex with feigned indignation. “You know, we're doing important work here. Teaching Ahsoka strategy… and discipline…”
Ahsoka grinned, already reaching for a slice. “Yeah, yeah, ‘discipline’...” she teased, chomping down with a satisfied sigh. “You might want to take a break too, Master.” they both wait for your answer and reaction.
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