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Post by Sparty McFly on Jul 2, 2010 14:29:32 GMT -5
Location: Kamino Time: Seven years (14 clone years) after birth
RC-1064 walked out into the mess hall. It was today that he had been assigned a squad. He would be sitting at a table with them, Victory Squad, and Aiwha Squad - of course, he needed food first.
He had been told that it was seven years since his birth, but he felt - and looked - and, for all he cared, was fourteen years old.
Victory and Aiwha had been assigned, along with name, a few days ago: his squad would be one of the ones that would pick its own name.
As he sat down, he wondered where the rest of the clones were at...
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Post by Ares on Jul 2, 2010 16:45:44 GMT -5
RC-1067 was sitting in the mess. His hair was buzzed short, but natural color. His face was identical to all of his comrades- a fourteen year-old young man. He wasn't wearing the standard blue jumpsuit, though- he opted instead for a bright green jumpsuit with grey siding. The young clone looked up when a young man- judging by the marks on his standard-issue jumpsuit, a fellow commando- sat down at the table with him, but hadn't noticed him. "Scope" leaned in and waved in front of the distracted young man's face to get his attention.
"Kamino to carbon-copy! Wake up! You can call me Scope... after all, I am humbly the absolute best shot you will ever meet. Who would you be?"
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Post by Sparty McFly on Jul 2, 2010 17:13:28 GMT -5
Kingpin was so lost in thought that he didn't notice Scope talking to him.
"Ooh, sorry about that. "Kingpin", named for the Corellian mobster leader. It's because I'm the third-best leader in this place, aside from those clones Darman and Boss. I swear, Boss was practically made for leadership."
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Post by Spartan-777 on Jul 3, 2010 0:16:01 GMT -5
Dodge shuffled idly around the Mess Hall. He scanned the room until he spotted Scope, then ambled over to his table. "Eh, Scope, just got word from the aiwha-bait, they're attachin' me to your squad. Looks like I'll be your cabbie." He plopped down in the nearest seat and began furiously chewing a strip of jerky. "Wonder what kinda bird they'll have me fly..." he cocked his head to one side, and stared idly at a spot on the ceiling. "Probably a Larty..."
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Post by Sparty McFly on Jul 3, 2010 0:18:36 GMT -5
Kingpin looked over.
"Well, someone's fond of aircraft. Name's Kingpin, squad leader."
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jul 3, 2010 0:32:17 GMT -5
Fuse stormed into the messhall. Being bitched at by the CO's for accidently blowing up an LAAT or a walker in a training exercise. Not his fault he was simply practing with live explosives for a change instead of for the 1,000,402 time of using a fake explosive in what was suppose to be a live training drill. He grabbed a seat with his squad who must of just came from their respective specialisation training. " hey what's with the new guy I thought our squad was full or has the republic decided to build bigger squads because we kick so much ass " asked Fuse out of breath from running extra laps and running from the CO's...plus the damn pack was heavy. He pulled his helmet off and placed it on the table.
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Post by Ares on Jul 3, 2010 0:44:54 GMT -5
Scope grinned when Dodge sat down. "Great! The other pilots were all so.... bland. We get the fun taxi!" Scope accessed a holopad that had been in his pocket. "Hnh. Probably a Larty, but you never know- they have some prototypes, too. You never know."
After Kingpin introduced himself, the young sniper leaned in, and whispered, grinning, "He's the guy who shoves a primitive stovepipe up your ass if you land two feet from the spot he wanted. Enjoy."
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Post by Spartan-777 on Jul 3, 2010 0:50:37 GMT -5
"If we land two feet from the LZ, it's because we're on fire... I'll get us where we need to go." He glanced up at the newcomer, a large demolitionist, by the look of his blast-scorched armor. "Dodge," he introduced himself. "And you would be...?"
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Post by Sparty McFly on Jul 3, 2010 0:56:48 GMT -5
Kingpin got kind of mad and playful after this.
He lightly punched Scope in the shoulder. "You idiot, I'm at least nice to my squad."
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jul 3, 2010 0:57:57 GMT -5
" Fuse " replyed Fuse. " I hope you did not drive LAAT C-56743 because....there was an accident....involving explosives....a training exercise gone horribly wrong....and a failure to communicate live ordiance was not to be used....could be any in the heavy demolitions specialisation class really and well I am not one to point fingers on the culprit...a fellow clone trooper and commando "
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Post by Sparty McFly on Jul 3, 2010 1:00:38 GMT -5
Kingpin stared blankly. "You did look mad when you came to the table... might have been you."
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Post by Spartan-777 on Jul 3, 2010 1:26:22 GMT -5
"Nah, mine isn't anywhere near the training grounds.... what the crap was a Gunship doin' in the training course?" Dodge withdrew a small vibroblade from his pocket and thumbed its activation stud. It quietly hummed to life, and he made a few slow passes through the air with it. After toying with it for a few moment, he switched it off. "So what's our first mission? Blast some pirates? Shoot up a blockade?"
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Post by Sparty McFly on Jul 3, 2010 1:31:29 GMT -5
"Uh, if you didn't notice, we're biologically fourteen. We have around seven clone years before we're combat ready, Dodge. Dare you to dodge that one."
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Post by Ares on Jul 3, 2010 7:34:50 GMT -5
Scope grinned. "What are you talking about? We can take anything anyone throws at us and throw it right up their asses." He waved to Fuse. "I'm Scope. You'll never meet a more fun person."
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Post by Sparty McFly on Jul 3, 2010 16:41:11 GMT -5
Kingpin thought for a second. "You're right Scope: but technically, the aiwha-bait - at least, that's what our trainer calls them - says that we can't go into battle until we're biologically twenty."
"That's two more standard years then."
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