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whirlybirbs · 4 years
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okay.. but how does nyx react in meeting ru for the first time??
“And who,” the words are broken by a warm laugh, “is this?”
Nyx doesn’t know what he loves more -- you, gentling guiding a young, bright-eyed youngling his way, or the aforementioned bright-eyed youngling’s toothy smile being shot right up at him.
Either way, the usually gruff and rugged clone commander melts at the sight of the child, who seems to stick to your side like glue. 
The commander kneels, without prompting, and tucks his helmet beneath his arm as he does so -- his hair is a mess and the light of the training hall make his tattoos stand out as they crawl down his neck, retreating into his blacks. Nyx is the one who juts a hand out, formality forgone for a friendly attitude. 
“Hi.”
“Nyx,” you says sweetly, “This is Ru’kali. She... is my new Padawan.”
His face falls -- but only to be replaced instantly with awe.
“A Padawan?”
Ru gives an eager nod. She reaches out and shakes the Commander’s hand as he laughs, smile turning to pin you straight in the heart with happiness. He’s proud of you, you can tell -- it’s the glimmer in his eyes that says it. You know him well enough that words aren’t needed. 
“You can call me Ru.”
“Ru.” Nyx sounds it out, features set instantly in something fatherly and fond, “That’s a beautiful name for a beautiful girl, you know.”
Ru immediately grows flustered and drops her eyes, toeing the ground and laughing. “Thank you.”
“Ru,” you call softly, hand on her shoulder, “Why don’t you go see what the others are up to, yes? I’m sure Grim has told them all about you already.”
She obeys wordlessly, only giving Nyx a small wave before she turns the corner of the hallway and disappears towards the observation deck where half of the squad is watching the others run drills.
The Commander stands, cocking a hip and swatting at your arm. “When I asked about kids, I didn’t mean now --”
“Shut up,” you croon, laughing and moving to slip into a tight hug. It radiates pride and love and affection and you giggle into Nyx’s neck as he spins you around.
“I’m proud of you,” he says finally, setting you down and planting a sturdy kiss on your head -- there’s weight there, slowing his words down as he speaks them into the crown of your head. He watches you, then, smile like sunshine, “And, you got a cute one.”
“Yeah,” you sigh, laughing a little, “She’s shy.”
“Very shy.”
“But, she’s warming up,” you pat his hand, taking it into your own and giving it a squeeze, “And you laid it on thick.”
An amused shrug. “I can’t help it. I am gonna be her favorite, I’ve already made that my one goal in this life.”
“Oh my goodness.”
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