I asked for names - don't you have 'em?' Extending his hand to shake the sergeant's, he adds, 'At ease, men. After regaining his posture, he replies, 'Idiots. The Sergeant salutes, 'CT-4273, rank Sergeant, Sir.' Following his suit, the trooper next to him does the same, 'Trooper CT-7712, Sir.'įace palming, the newcomer shakes his head. It won't happen again.' The trooper nods in unison. The Sergeant and trooper stand stiffly, and the former begins, 'I'm sorry for the outburst, Sir. 'I heard you just fine, Sergeant.'īoth of the troopers freeze and turn at attention to the new arrival. Removing his helmet, he runs a hand through his raddled blonde-dyed hair.

The Sergeant throws up his hands in disgust and interjects, 'How a trooper like you ever managed to graduate from Kamino is beyond me! You're impossible! You hear me?!'Īnother clone trooper walks up to the two, a wry smile in his face. And luckily for you, 'Sir', I know a great medic in this squad who can.' With all do respect, yours are the ones that could use some checking. The first trooper takes a step closer and glares at his superior. And your eyes need to be checked by a medic 'cuz it is absolutely brown. 'Trooper, I've told you Nth amount of times not to call me that. Both soldiers wear the same Republican clone-trooper armor however, the first one sports a double-crested brown hair cut, and the latter dons a sleek grey style. It's definitely red.' Amidst a barrage of white-clad men, two in particular stand alone. 'I'm sorry Sarge - but I'd have to disagree with you. Aboard the Republican transport ship 'Chrysis', en route to the rendezvous point near the edge of the Abregado System.

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