"No, sir! I haven't seen the sergeant, lately. Not, since this morning... at chow, sir! Copy that, sir... I'll inform himimmediately, the instant I see him... yes,sir!"

-a GAR trooper, on hyper-comms with GAR HQ... covering for his (mysteriously, and suddenly, often;) absentee sergeant-

...

-'Re'turcye mhi, cyar'ika'- (Approx. 13 standard hours after 'Sullust Star's arrival in high-orbit, above the outer-rim planet of Ord Pardron... and, approx. 3 standard days since last entry)

Last night was my last night here... aboard the 'Sullust Star'. And, I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else in the entire galaxy... than, there...in your quarters... lying in bed, holding you. Sharing and enjoying not only each other... but, the absolute darkness of your cabin. Just as we have the past few, preciously brief and wonderful nights.

For these past days, I know that I have been somewhat... negligent... of my duties, and of my men. But, I cannot make myself regret having given all of my attentions to only you!

Protecting the lives of my men, including my brothers... has always been, and always will be... what I consider to be, my sacred duty.But you... mhi-riduur... have given to me now... a reason to live! A reason that is my own... to survive another day. Not, simply because it is my... duty.

And that is why I prepare to go now... to fight for the fortunes of others. To be... what I was created to be. What you've... have seen me be. And yet, still loved me. Not because of duty or honor to the Republic, or the Jedi... but because it is my greatest wish to spend another night with you.

(I don't think I've told you this, but... before the night we met, I had always been afraid of the dark! But not anymore. Not when it allows me to hold you close to me. Somehow, the absence of light seems to bring us... closer. And so now, I look forward to it, and it's promise of being with you again... all day long.

Suddenly, I just... I wanted you to know that, cyar'ika...)

Also cyar'ika... I, uh... accidentally forgot... that I had brought my data'corder with me, last night. (I was thinking of composing a poem for you, but... it sounded too silly, so I deleted it...)

Anyway, I... uhh... I also forgot to turn it OFF! When we went to bed last night. So, my data-'corder was ON... ALL NIGHT, Alura!...

Now... don't worry, cyar'ika! Once I saw this morning, what it had recorded... (just us talking, mostly;) I edited out all of the parts that I felt were... inappropriate. But, I did leave some parts on here... for you to re-live, and smile about... as I did. I've decided as well, to give to you this... my 'personal log'... of sorts.

It isn't very much... just a few entries, really.

I wrote it... hoping that, someday... someone... would read it. And, maybe... better understand... the man who wrote it. Now... I can't think of anyone I would want to read it more than you!

So, I'm going to try and sneak away early... (perhaps, from one of the endless battalion-briefings;) to deliver this 'log' to you, if I can.

If not, well... then we'll read it together, before we turn out the lights... the first night I'm back aboard... I promise, cyar'ika!

I have to go now, Alura... I so hope I get a chance to see you again, before I ship out! If so, then... I hope you enjoy reading about me, my beloved! Until, I return to you... and I can tell it all to you, myself... again, and again.

(...start-playback/audio-file:'Mhi solus dhar'tome, Cyar'ika'/...)
...
"I still can't believe he actually did it...!"
"What do you mean? 'You can't believe we actually 'did it'...? What 'it', Cyar'ika... do you mean?" (giggle)
"No, not 'we'... 'HE'... the captain, Cyar'ika..."
"Ohhh...I told you, I know him very well. And, that he is a good man... didn't I?"
"Yes...yes, you did. But, is it really... you know... legal?"
"Lt. Herrill is the CAPTAIN... of a starship... in space. Out here... he is 'the law'."
(sigh) "So... any regrets?"
"Regrets? Me...? None. What about you? You're the one taking all the risks..."
"Some things are worth any risk... you taught me that."
"Yes... they are. And no... no regrets. Not for this... not for 'us'... ever."
"The future doesn't belong to 'us'... does it, Cyar'ika? And technically... neither do we."
"We do, right now..."
"Mmmm... You, cyar'ika... will always own my heart. No matter who owns my body!"
"Hush. No more talk like that..."
"Okay, okay... I promise, no more."
"Good. Now, can I ask you a question?"
"Of course... but, do I need my armor first?"
"Too late now, trooper..."
(exaggerated sigh) "Okay, I'm ready... fire away."
"Are you... scared? You know... about tomorrow?"
(chuckle) "You sound like Deuce! But, no... I don't think so. I'm more worried about my brothers, and rest of my men... than I am for myself."
"I can't wait to meet them. Did you tell them, yet?"
"No."
"Why not? You ashamed of me?" (giggle)
"NO!... And it's you... who should be ashamed! For teaching an innocent clone like me, all of those... very un-military... things! Hey, OUCH!"
"That's right, pal... Having your heart is fine... but, you best not go forgetting who owns your gett'se now, too...!"
"I surrender!"
"You better..."
"Hey!..."
"What..?"
"...why'd you let go?"
(slap) "Barve!"
"Barve-lover..."
(slap) "So really, when am I going to meet them? All three of them!"
"You will! I'm sorry, cyar'ika... I just, haven't found the right time..."
"Will there be a 'right time'?"
"Yes."
"Okay."
"Wait... that's it?"
"Uh-huh."
"Umm... am I in trouble?"
"HAHAHA! No!... you're not in 'trouble', sweetheart. Hahaha... But, you do learn fast!"
"Yeah, that's just, kind of... 'how I'm made'... da-da-dah!"
"Umm, Cyar'ika... just out of curiosity... do any of the other clones have a sense of humor? Or, is it just... NOT... you?"
"Well... I said 'yes' to you, didn't I...?"
"...And, there goes that 'accelerated-learning' theory..." (double-slap)
"Hehe-hehe... my dear, I really need to teach you how to hit someone!"
"...and the IQ-scores fall, yet again..." (BITE!)
"OUWWW!"
"...you said you loved my smile, sweetie... It's your own fault, you should have seen the teeth! Tsk, tsk, tsk... My prospects are dropping rapidly..."
"If you think you can do better..."
"NO! ...no! YOU... my sweet cyar'ika... you are one-in-a-million! I could never replace you! EVER!..."
"Well, technically... I'm number..."
"Nah-ah! Not another word! You promised... not tonight..."
"I know, I know... I was only making a joke! You know, a joke... So, cyar'ika... just out of curiosity... do any other Twileks have a sense of humor? Or, is it just... NOT, you?!"
(pause) "I WILL bite, again..."
"Then, I'll have to explain the marks..."
"Oh, please...make a holo of that, for me...?"
"You remind me of Quay..."
"I can't wait to meet him. When?"
(sigh) "When we get back, tomorrow. Okay, 'riduur'?"
"Mmmm... I like the sound of that! Say it to me, again..."
"Riduur... mhi riduur..."
"And, mine." (snuggle) "And, then... when I finally do meet them... your brothers; will we still have to... 'pretend'?"
"No, my beloved. No more pretending. Not around them, anyways. Tomorrow, the time will be right... because, then... we can tell them, together!"
"Then, we'll save it for tomorrow. For now, I don't mind keeping you... all to myself!" (swallow) "How did I... a poor slave-girl... ever get this lucky?" (sniffle)
"I... was the 'lucky' one. Meeting you was the best thing that's ever happened to me!"
"Let's not forget, my dear... when we first met, you saved me!"
"No, cyar'ika... you saved ME!"
"...and now, the war is taking you away..." (sniffle) "I can't help it, I know you have to... for all kinds of good reasons, but... I don't want you to go!"
(crying)
"Hey, now... c'mon... We promised, not tonight... remember...?"
(muffled) "No!... YOU promised!"
"...yes. And now YOU... and I... are now, a part of 'WE'... aren't we?"
(sniffles) "... shut up." (more sniffles) "Shouldn't you be going? What time is it?"
"OH!... So, NOW...you want me to go! I see... You just hoped to... what? Use this soldier and kick him out after, eh?"
(gasp!) No!..."
"Uh-huh...uh-huh... now, I see..."
"Stop it! You know I don't want you to go! I just... don't want to you to get into trouble. I know how much 'doing your duty', means to you... It's part of what's so good, and fine about you..."
"Thank you, cyar'ika." (sigh) "And, relax..." (re-snuggle) "I won't get into any trouble, not tonight."
"But, what about the curfew? 'All GAR-personel, in-bunks at...blah, blah blah...?"
(relaxed sigh) "Don't worry, cyar'ika... I've got it covered."
"Oh yeah, 'Smart Guy'... how?"
"Easy... I know the guy on watch tonight."
"So...?"
"Sooo... if he reports me, then I'll report him."
"Ahh! Shame on you! That's not very 'sergeant-like', is it? Anyway, you won't 'report' him... for what? What did he do?"
"Oh... well... I found out that he, was in violation of GAR-SOP-3.2-31a... 'Dereliction-Of-Duty'..."
"Wow!... That sounds pretty serious..."
"Oh, it is..."
"Well... what was he supposed to be doing that he wasn't? Did he tell you 'why'...?"
"Oh, yes... I know why..."
"...WELL?!..."
"He... was supposed to be, on watch... enforcing the curfew."
"Ah-ha... I see. A real bad boy... sounds like."
"You have no idea..."
"Uh-huh... Well, just what... was such a miscreant, as this... actually doing... that kept him from such important duties?"
"Lying in bed, next to THE... MOST beautiful woman in the whole galaxy..."
"Hmmm... is that so?"
"I've seen her, myself..."
"Oh, really...? So, do you think she's prettier than me?"
"You know... I can't really be sure... I think, I'll have to take another look..."
(laugh!)"THAT's not 'LOOKING'! Oh, you really are a bad-boy! Hah-ha-ha! Stop that!"
"You really want me to...?"

"...no..."

(...end/audiofile...)

I love you, Alura! And, I look forward to picking up this conversation again... as soon as I get back!

-Mhi solus tome... mhi solus dhar'tome... mhi me'dinui an... mhi bar'juri verde, ma'shi Alura'ika... -

Re'turcye mhi, ma'riduur...

Gar'shi, On'ika

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