So sauntering-down has been giving me de-aged clone feels, but what would happen if the JEDI were the ones to be De-aged? Imagine the poor clones trying to cope.
Cody can’t get over how TINY General Kenobi is(He was a little guy before, but this is stupid cute) and won’t stop floofing his padawan-hair. Obi-wan is still a snarky little shit, but his wit stings a lot less when one of his comebacks is interrupted by his voice cracking
The clones in Quinlan Vos’ unit are amazed how little he changes. Quinlan didn’t really grow up, he just got taller. Similarly, Gree has to deal with Yoda as an infant, and is amazed how little this changes things. Yoda is still bald, , getting into trouble and largely unintelligible. The only difference now is that Yoda is SO tiny that he now fits comfortably inside a helmet, which makes for adorable pictures that are immediately uploaded to the holonet.
Fives and other clones on Kamino almost don’t recognize Shaak Ti, her facial marking change so much. The finally believe it’s he after she addresses the kaminoans attempts to experiment on her with her usual “Do-I-Have-To-Cut-A-Bitch?” tone. Shaak seems to have forgotten much of what she has learned about patience and Fives ends up following her around trying to dissuade her from disemboweling people for being obstructive.
post-puberty Aalya’s Clothes do not fit Pre-puberty Aalya, even though they are nearly the same height, and Bly and the rest of the troops panic and scramble to cover her with whatever fabric they can find, which turns out to be their sleepwear and a tarp. She looks fabulous anyway.
Ponds is amazed to discover that Mace needed eye surgery in his teens, and now that he’s a kid again, is so near-sighted he’s legally blind. He and Trap take turns leading him around like guide-dogs until they can find a set of glasses for him. His hair is back as well, and the texture fascinates them, though they try to be polite about it. Mace knows it is only well-meaning curiousity and eventually lets one of them braid it while he squints at the reports.
There is panic among the Wolf Pack. Droids? No problem! Giant monsters? Got this! Tiny Plo? WHAT THE FUCK DO WE DO!? The first issue is that Plo’s mask nearly falls off during the change, and only stays on because Wolffe Tackles him and pins it in place. There is a scramble to find another mask, then the trials of trying to keep a telekinetic and perhaps too trusting six-year-old out of trouble on the outer rim. The Pack forms a peramenent guard around the tiny Kel-dor, and wolffe spends most of his time carrying him becuase it’s the only reliable way to know where he is at all times.
The winner though, is Rex, who arrives at the temple days later looking a mess and like he hasn’t slept in a month with Baby Ahsoka in a harness on his chest and Anakin on one of those little kid leashes. The restraints do little to keep the out of trouble- Ahsoka can still levitate things off his belt (Like blasters) and the leash is still long enough for anakin to run into traffic, off ledges, and into all manner of danger.“I am not prepared for this level of responsibility.” Rex mutters before collapsing.
Look, until now I always came here by myself. In and out, grab a few things, no problem. First time I bring a group, everything goes to hell. No offense. If you want me to go down this gnarly hole, fine. But only if we do it my way. It’s tight down there. If I run into something and have to get out quick, I don’t want you all jammed up behind me getting me killed. I’ll take one person, not you either. You’ve got Merle’s gun and I’ve seen you shoot. I’d feel better if you were out in that store, watching those doors, covering our ass. You’ve got the only other gun, so you should go with him. You be my wingman. Jacqui stays here. Something happens, yell down to us, get us back here in a hurry.