he gives up and travels out of the frying pan and into the fire

Anakin sighted and left the room. There was nothing he could do now short of killing Kai and others in his room to stop the rumors... he somewhat doubted that even that would work.

With heavy heart Anakin entered the elevator. He leaned against wall next to clones and immersed himself in his thoughts.

'I have to check the bridge for situation, read the reports, check the equipment status, fill the reports... ugh, damn paperwork. It's getting little stuffy here.'

Anakin looked up. There was still plenty of space inside the elevator - except him, there were only four clones... and all of them standing right next to him, surrounding him, as it was the most normal thing in the world!

Two of them were standing, respectively, on his sides while the other two stood before him. While none of them faced him, all of them made sure to be in contact with his body or to rub against it from time to time. One even had the audacity to slowly grind her ass against his hand!

Anakin's eye started twitching uncontrollably.