I finally am caught up on this, so I shall contribute to the Omakes of Glory!
A Captain, Commander, and ARC
Walk into a Bar
Normally, when the 501st and 212th both have a short period of rest together, it turns into a contest of which is better. Not this time, however.
This time, Captain Rex, Commander Cody, and ARC trooper Fives were somberly sitting at the counter of 79's, the premier (and only) bar for the GAR clones.
"I can't believe what's going on," Cody mumbled after he sipped a bit of his drink.
"Yeah? Which part? The fact that half the Republic is basically out of the war, or the fact that we all have some-" Fives was cut off as Rex stood and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Easy, trooper, some things are best left unsaid, at least until Skywalker or Tano talk to us about it. Am I clear?" Rex questioned as he sat back down.
"Yessir," was all that Fives said as he went back to drinking.
Cody cocked his head at Rex, "What was he going on about?"
"Nothing, just the boys are all getting tired of the fighting. I heard from Ratch that a squad or two from the 105th deserted yesterday. Two of their number were found dead late last night. Blaster fire got 'em, but there weren't any droids on the planet." Rex paused as he began to think.
"Kriffing hell," Cody murmured, "Are you telling me they've got Republic soldiers gunning down deserters?"
"Yeah, and after the cluster fek on Umbara, I don't like the thought of our Vode being targeted by other Vode. It leaves a bad taste in my mouth." (I'm assuming Umbara has happened, if not... Oops...)
"Yeah, it's tough that we lost Waxer on that damned planet. Kriffing Krell, I'm disappointed that I wasn't the one to end him."
Rex stared into his glass, "Yeah, I just can't wait for this sithspit show to end."
"I can toast to that Vod," Cody raised his glass, "I can toast to that."
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Short one, but I don't think anything else needs to be added to it. Kind of depressing, but eh, this war has been happening for hire many years now? I lost track.