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I would love to see more examples of the different cultures of the training personnel rub off onto the clones they instructed, like the kamas and jaig eyes and other Mandalorian iconography sported by so many.

What did Bric and El-Les show the clones of their cultures? Did any adopt symbols or customs from them?

What other bounty hunters trained the clones? A trooper whose armor pattern is colored on the tattoos of a Zabrak instructor. A pilot with Corellian bloodstripes running down his armor. A trooper named after a Trandoshan phrase.

I just think they'd be neat

thinking about this makes me happy

wait a minute y’all. how are we thinking clones celebrate their birthdays (decanting day?)? assuming it would be like a group thing with their batch mates, yes?

anyone have HC/canon info on this?

👀 curious

For the day one of of the Rexwalker week from this post from @rexwalkerweek !

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Day 1: Kamino | Form 1 : Determination, tradition, divergence

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It was raining.

It was raining like today, like every other day really, and it's one of the only thing Rex could think of when remembering about how the war started for him.

ARC training was over and the CCs - and him because of course the Shebs still dragged him everywhere - were ready to embark for their new battalions. Back then, Rex had just listened to bu- Alpha-17's debriefing, and he would be to accompany Cody as a capitain for the 212th.

He had just learned of the two Jedis, a Master, Obi-Wan Kenobi, concelor and General of the 7th Sky Army - god, Cody had be helping leading a thirteenth of the full GAR, no wonder his ego didn't get any better - and a Padawan, Anakin Skywalker, soon to be knight. And no one thought to warn him that the latter was... Tall, with broad shoulders, able to easily lift two troopers fully decked on them, sparkling blue eyes and wide smile when happy or proud, with so much compassion it would kill him one day, who felt so much it could easily hurt him, who shared his heritage and didn't hide his childhood once it leaked after that one emergency medical intervention.... Perfection in any clones' mind and especially Rex's as his ori'vode teased.

And after that first encounter on Kamino, where a, back then, Padawan Skywalker had ran after his master with an umbrella at hand after the first just strode under the rain to get to them, after the creation of Torrent, made as some kind of suicide squad that surprisingly - except to Him - survived, after Anakin's knighting and Rex's nomination as his second, after the trials of the War, they were still breathing, still alive and still standing.

The War was over.

And it was still raining.

Anakin caught his hands, dragging Rex out of his reverie, and dragging the captain with him back under the cloudburst dancing and laughing. Rex knew he sported some kind of goofy, lovesick smile that one of the 501st was definitely taking a holo of right now, but he couldn't care less.

"Marry me..." whispered his lover in Amakkvit.

"Which tradition?" was Rex answer.

Anakin hummed, twirling around a bit more, still holding the other tight.

"You still have your Japor snippet?"

Rex nodded, feeling it pressing against his chest under his blacks.

"We did share meals, bed, bled for each other, promised our undying loyalty even if far away or in an open relationship, promised to and did protect each other's family with everything we had when possible?"

Rex nodded again, blushing a bit as the Jedi pressed him closer.

"Well those are more than enough requirements reached for me." he murmured in the blond's ear "Unless you refuse we are considered to be each other's in my birth culture." big lashes batted at the captain, a sly smirk gracing Anakin's lips as he definitely saw his partner's reaction as they both stopped, pressed tightly against each other under the rain.

Rex kissed that smile off his face under the whistles of his vode.

"Mhi solus tome" he whispered, catching his jetti's face between his hands the moment they broke away from the kiss.

Anakin blinked, surprised, before whispering too:

"Mhi solus tome"

"Mhi solus dar'tome"

"Mhi solus dar'tome"

"Mhi me'dinnui an" Rex voice grew louder as the entire galaxy seemed to hold it's breath.

"Mhi me'dinnui an"

"Mhi ba'juri verde"

"Mhi ba'juri verde" Anakin finished before swooping his now husband in another kiss, this one more desperate, needing to be sure everything was real.

Kamino burst in cheers, the sun finally, shyly peeking between grey clouds.

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English isn't my first language, so sorry for any typos and mistakes! (When you find some, could you please point them out to me?)