Two days after being found, almost dead in an escape pod, Anakin Skywalker had been discharged by that nutty old hag. He now wore a plain t-shirt with black trousers and boots. Standing beside the medcot, he put on a new leather jacket, and placed his glove over his golden hand and secured it. On the shoulder of his jacket, he saw rank of some sort embellished in blue thread. Not knowing what hit meant, he ignored it and walked out of the room, to join the quiet traffic of the medbay.  

His mop of hair bounced with every step he took. He passed several medics who nodded at him as he passed. He walked up to the turbo life and entered it. He pushed the button for the bridge. It was his favourite place to be on any cruiser, Republic or Sep. His blue eyes focused on the sliding door as the lift zipped passed a lot of floors. After a few more seconds the door opened to the bustling noise of the bridge. As it slid open, he could see men and women sat behind desks and relaying orders. Some were sitting, while others were standing.

As he walked down the platform, he could make out the back of a young adult Togruta, Ahsoka Tano. She too wore the same jacket as him. As he walked cloer he could here what she was saying. 

"....I need the report as soon as possible, Captain." She appeared to be speaking into her comlink. "We need to know what their defences are so we can get past them."

"Ahsoka, what are you up to?" asked Anakin. Ahsoka held up a hand to silence him.

"Fine, Captain." She looked at Anakin for a second. "I expect that report on my desk in the next hour. Tano out." Her serious face was replaced by a smile. "Hey, Master."

"What was that about?" he asked, being nosey. He needed to know what was going on. He felt so bored. So bored.

"You can come to the mission briefing later on, Master." responded Ahsoka, "Oh yeah, this is your Flag Ship by the way." Anakin looked at what she was wearing - her favourite tunic from the clone war. "You do want to gat off this ship right?"

"Yes, I do,"  Anakin gave her a lopsided grin. " Can I take control for a while?"

"Of course, Master." smiled Ahsoka, thinking of what she was going to do next, "but I was just heading down to the deck to see the soldiers - I agreed to spend my break playing turbo darts with them.

"Do you want to come?"

"Turbo darts?" Anakin loved nothing more than turbo darts. It was a fun competitive game, that even challenged the Chosen One. "Count me in."

"Commander Roberts, you're in charge." Ahsoka turned to a Twi'lek officer, wearing a jump suit. She nodded and walked over to the edge of the bride to take over Ahsoka's duties.

ARC Trooper Fives stood next to a table, a glass of water in his hand. He would have a small glass of rum in his hand, but Wolffe had drank the last of it.

Wolffe was now lying on the ground, passed out.

Gregor, being Gregor, had taken this to this advantage and had super glued fake eyelashes on him and used a permanent marker to add on lipstick and eye shadow, along with some whiskers.  Gregor was stood next to Fives, making his aim for the board. He held a purple dart in his right hand. Launching the dart, Wolffe let out a snore, putting him off target.

The dart hit the wall beside the board.

"You're meant to hit the board!" laughed Fives, "You know what that means....."

"No I am not doing that dare!" replied Gregor, "Not whilst the General is around!"

"All you've got to do is turn up to the next briefing in a-" Fives began

"Hey, boys!" greeted Ahsoka, "I've brought a challenger for you."

Fives looked behind the Togruta to see a male human, with a brown mop of hair. His lopsided grin was replaced by a face of aw and wonder. "G-General??"

"Yes Fives, I am back." responded Anakin, standing proud and tall. He looked at Wolffe. "What the heck happened to him?"