How they respond when asked “Who is Captain Rex?”, Rebels edition

maulusque:

Hera: a competent commander and experienced veteran. Nice beard.

Kanan: The guy with the second best facial hair on the Ghost.

Ahsoka: A guy who doesn’t text back for ten years and then randomly shows up at your house going “wassup” like nothing’s changed

Ezra: owner of the #1 coolest trooper helmet I have ever seen, that he STILL WON’T LET ME HAVE

Sabine: my weird uncle

Zeb: The reason I wear sunglasses. He walks into the room and the light bouncing off his bald head shines right into my eyes. No one else notices because they’re all shorter than him.

Chopper: my best bitchbuddy. the only one on this ship whose salt content even begins to approach my own

Commander Sato: The only one in this rebellion, myself included, who has any idea what the hell he’s doing. I may have taped his picture up in my bunkroom. I may have spent three hours drunkenly crying under the console table until he princess-carried me to my room and assured me that he didn’t think I was dumb. I may have written “what would Rex do” in sharpie on my hand. Maybe. There’s no way of knowing

Wolffe: some asshole

Gregor: the guy who left and made Wolffe sad

Vader: *choking noises* WHO?! Shit, he’s gonna fucking kill me

Obi-Wan: *staring off into the sunset, tear running down face* Cody used to refer to him as his little fucking nerd baby brother. Rex was the bravest fucking nerd I ever knew

Kallus: *distant stare* in the Academy, they told us we were superior to the old Clone Troopers. But they made us study their tactics anyway. His picture was on page 2 of my tactical maneuvers textbook. Staring at me. Judging me. I’ve read his battle strategies more than thirty times and I still don’t know what he was doing. I don’t think I ever will. His face has changed but when I see him in person I just know he’s still staring at me. judging me through his beard