Clone trooper stories

Troubled treaties

" And just when I thought the republic couldn't get anymore shady " Fives frowned.

" Why? What secret mission are they sending on us now? " Nara groaned, taking a bite from her ration bar.

" a boring one" Fives groaned " you know the usually crime lords, possibly of painful death," he read through the data pad " bla bla bla, treaties, shady politics and their questionable taste of fashion, you know nothing important",

Nara gave a laugh " sounds terrible, I'm in"

" not that you had much of a choice"

Nara and Fives turned to see Harvey, Rex, Echo, and Kix who had a worried scowl on his face.

" Ah look it's the fearsome foursome and here I thought this mission would be boring" she mused.

Fives spat out his cup of caf.

" Morning commander, nice to see the terrible twos are at it again" Harvey smirked.

" touché" she rolled her eyes taking a long amused sip from her cup of warm bean juice as she liked to call it.

" Anyways" Rex budded in " we came to grab you, finish your breakfast and meet us in the hanger we leave soon"

Nara nodded "don't ner' vod we'll be ready"

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The halls of the crime lord's place were dark, dinghy and smelt of sulphur. Even for a tropical planet this one seemed to be rotting from the inside out. Nara hated this place; wanting nothing more than to get the treaty and get out.

She was so lost into thought she almost smacked into Harvey's back, she knew Rex was frowning at her from behind his bucket, that or the noise of disappointment was actually just Fives sad attempt of hiding his amusement.

" stay focused Nara, I need you to be on your A game" Harvey whispered.

" don't worry General, I'm focused" she muttered earning a worried glance from Harvey but she brushed it off.

" Ah Jedi" a male voice carried across the room " and Friends, so glad to see your republic could send their finest to retrieve our treaty".

On the far end of the room sat a chiss man, with dark sapphire skin and bloodshot red eyes. His black hair was pinned up in a slicked man bun with shaved sides and a single strand of braided hair that looped past his pierced ears . He wore cargo pants with a light white t-shirt under a black bullet proof vest. On his hip he had a gun holster and in his hand he fidgeted with a golden spear. On either side of him were guards and along either side of the room stood crowds of people, none of whom seemed to like the presence of them.

" lord Zamir" Harvey's voice cut through the silence " it is a pleasure to finally meet you"

" You're right it is a pleasure to be in my presence," Zamir grinned as he took a sip from a wine glass.

" this guy can't be serious" Fives scoffed.

"And here I thought you were bad" Echo muttered.

This earned him a punch to the gut.

Harvey cleared his throat. " well would the honourable Zamir like to go somewhere, where we can discuss negotiations".

Zamir seemed to putter " there is only one way you are going to get this treaty"

Harvey frowned " what did you have in mind"

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