Cyphor barely hat time to register that he didn't need to deflect any blaster shots before he switched direction and swung his saber at a right angle away from Kal's chest. The blade was now in a reverse grip with the blade pointed behind Cyphor, its low thrum filling the air.

Cyphor's fur changed the pattern of its ripples, erratic and in several directions at once showing open confusion to anyone how knew how to read bothans. He just stared at Kal for several long moments running possibilities through his mind, none of which actually made sense or came anywhere close to the truth. The lack of amour and there bing only one were starting to prick at Cyphors senses, there was obviously something he was not seeing... if only he could work out what.

"You didn't fire. As of yesterday 'Order 66' was still in effect, so why does a clone now salute when its orders are to kill?" The ripples of confusion running through Cyphors fur were still evident, but their pace had slowed considerably and were mixed with ripples at well spaced intervals heading straight up from his toes to head signifying curiosity.

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UNsane: Its more than a condition, Its my state of being.

Cynner Striker Lacuna

Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former. - Albert Einstein.