#captainofthe234th

@captainofthe234th said: “It’s a pleasure to have my battalion under your command for the time being, General Ti.”

✧･ﾟ: * ❝ The pleasure is all mine Commander. ❞ Shaak insisted, turning to face him with a faint smile on her face. Having seasoned soldiers return to Kamino in tact was always a glorious occasion that never failed to bring a smile. The clones could recuperate, train and even offer 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 to their younger brothers who had yet to ship off. It was a lovely change of pace from life on the battlefield. 

Sh’lari relaxed the grip she had on one of her blasters, arm going back to her side. She had a sniper rifle slung over her back, looking more like a seasoned warrior than a child.

Even strapped in the Padawan found himself being jostled by the force of the attack. He knew something was wrong - things weren’t going to plan. They had expected some resistance at the base, but nothing to this extent.

A trap?

It must be. He wasn’t sure how but they knew they were coming and had prepared adequately. Their squad, however, was sorely outmatched. Cal was perhaps too optimistic at times but he didn’t think they could do this alone.

Perhaps Drake would call Master Tapal for reinforcements.

It would take a while for them to get there though meaning they’d have to hold out for a while.

@captainofthe234th​ said:  “Hey, scamp, you alright?” Drake asked, pulling her into his side. It had been a rough day.

“ Nayc, ” she responded, letting herself be pulled into a side hug. She leaned into the embrace, even though it wasn’t the most comfortable since both of them were still in their armor. 

The boy sat cross-legged in his room. It was much smaller than the Clones' barracks but it didn't need to be since it housed only him. He needed his own space though. The more people around the harder it was to meditate, especially for padawans who were less in tune with the Force than their masters.

The room was relatively sparse, bed nicely made and his lightsaber positioned on his small desk. He didn't have many belongings. Jedi rarely did. What he did have were a few mementos from his first missions and piles of scrap parts that he spent much of his free time tinkering with. He was good with machinery.

He opened his eyes and looked up at the Captain, trying to take comfort in his words. He managed a small smile.

Hey vod is this in reference to Bly and Aayla or Cody and Kenobi?

✧･ﾟ: * A sea of awestruck smiles awaited Drake and Shaak watched with joy as the cadets whispered excitedly to themselves. Witnessing the brotherly bond that had seeped into the GAR’s ranks never failed to leave her elated and hopeful. The General entered the room and took a seat atop the highest weapon shelf, lifting herself with the force to do so. Sadly, the action left her near out of reach but also gifted her with a perfect view of the targets.

❝ I am inclined to agree with you Captain. ❞ She mused, nodding along for visual emphasis. ❝ These are truly an honorable squadron, one of our finest. ❞ Casting an apologetic glance at the cadet trainer, Ti continued on with her surprise visit, wanting to give every cadet a chance to speak with their older brother.