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He tugged off his glove and swiped at his eyes, wondering why they felt so heavy. Kenobi grinned slyly at him, before making his way over to General Unduli.Ĭody remained indoors, and once the door of the base slid shut after the General, unsealed his helmet. “I could say the same, General,” Cody muttered. “I’ll be happy to never return to this planet.” “I’m beginning to think this is a pattern on Geonosis,” he said ruefully. All that was left, now that he’d returned, was cleanup. Thanks to General Unduli’s reinforcements and the 501 st’s slapdash plan to destroy the droid foundries, most of their work on the planet was complete. General Kenobi was back on the front lines far faster than Cody had anticipated, but he was grateful for it nonetheless. He sighed and began the arduous process of removing sand from his kit, having no doubt this would be how he’d spend most of his downtime until they left Geonosis for once and for all. “If you’re certain,” Kenobi said dubiously, but dropped the subject.īy the time Cody had dropped him off into Skywalker’s hands, his helmet had a fine dusting of sand on both the inside and the outside. We still have the rest of the campaign to get through, anyway.” Once we’re inside, I’ll just wash my face. An understanding hum, then: “I think you should see Paeon.” “You haven’t been rubbing them, have you?” “They’re looking a little red,” he said worriedly. “My eyes are a bit itchy, sir,” he said honestly.

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He reached up with his free hand to rub at his eye, and, remembering his sand-covered glove at the last second, dropped it with a curse. As the minutes passed, his eyes began to sting, and even though the dust was settling, and the sand they were kicking up as they walked wasn’t helping matters. Is it the sand, Commander?”ĭespite the obvious tease in his tone, Cody grumbled out a yes behind gritted teeth. “Or,” Kenobi said, amused, “this isn’t the right planet for you. He hadn’t been here the first time, and didn’t know how Rex was holding up, but was sure that he would be just as glad to board a ship permanently away from here. “I think today’s… just not my day,” he decided, vowing never to return to this planet. Sand blew into his face just as the thought crossed his mind, and he spluttered. It wasn’t the best form to remove one’s helmet after a battle - they were still in the field conflict could arise anytime if the Separatists decided to care more about Geonosis and return with reinforcements - but he had a good feeling about their hard-earned victory today. He nodded, hooking it at his tool belt and hoping the dust wouldn’t settle inside it when he went to wear it again.

“Better change the air filters while you’re at it,” Kenobi advised. “This is going to take a while to clean,” he grumbled. Turning it around to check the visor, he scowled at the grit that covered it. “I think the sandstorm’s dying down at last.”Ĭody’s visor was already packed with dust, so this didn’t mean much to him - but his vision was clearing up, so he simply took off the helmet with the hand that wasn’t supporting his friend. “It’s the aesthetic,” Kenobi deadpanned, before looking around. The general had a habit of being an utter nuisance when it came to non-urgent and non-serious injuries or illnesses, like small cuts and colds, but he usually abided by medics’ orders when it came to anything more grievous than that. “Seppie HQ not enough, sir?” But he obliged anyway, knowing that Kenobi would be reasonable about his limits. “Help me up? We should scout for a place to set up base.” “Oh, good,” he replied, “I did have high hopes for the mission, but it’s… good.”Ĭody hummed. “Battle’s over, sir,” Cody said to a slightly dazed-looking General Kenobi, “We’ve won.”

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