Prompt 22b - Clone
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starwars100Prompt: Clone
Author: peppermint_shamrock
Rating: G
Characters: Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi
Pairing: platonic Cody & Obi-Wan
Star Wars Media Property: TCW
Word count: 300
Warnings/Spoilers: N/A
Summary: The trainers often called Cody clever.
Author Notes: N/A
Beta: None, it's just me
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The trainers often called Cody clever. Sometimes it was even a compliment.
It wasn’t always. Sometimes, a clone could be clever in ways that weren’t conducive to his performance as a soldier. Cody paid close attention to this, and was quick to adapt his own behavior – suppress any signs of cleverness that would be poorly received, and keep the ones (mostly in battlefield tactics) that brought favorable responses.
He was largely successful at this. It was why they had called him clever in the first place, after all – he noticed things, picked up on patterns well enough to predict where they would lead.
General Kenobi noticed. Cody felt his attention sometimes, even when the General wasn’t looking directly at him.
“I’d like you to try an exercise with me, Commander.”
Cody easily agreed.
“This is an exercise in focus,” General Kenobi said, setting a small box between them. “Close your eyes, Cody, and picture the object in front of you.”
Cody followed his lead, and shut his eyes.
“Good. Now, bring in your other senses. Focus on how it feels, the weight of it.”
He didn’t know, exactly, what it would feel like, not having touched it, but he could predict it.
“Now, lift it. Not with your hands.”
Cody pictured the box rising into the air, the way he had seen the general lift things before. He imagined gravity pulling against it, opposing him as he lifted it away from the ground.
“Ah. I suspected as much.”
“Hmm?” The image wavered for a moment, but Cody quickly regained concentration.
“Open your eyes, Commander,” he said.
Cody did, and saw that the general had lifted the box to where Cody had imagined it being.
“Sir?”
“I am not doing that, Cody.”
Cody looked between the box and his general.
“Oh.”
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