*This pic is what I imagine your armor looks like. look at how badass you look. also the first word of the fic means again.
"Tug'yc." You commanded. A chorus of responses came from the clone cadets. They then proceeded to rebuild the DC-17 blaster that they took apart minutes ago. In all honesty, you enjoyed teaching this lesson to the younger clone cadets. At that point in the clone cadet's life, they were mentally the age of 14. You still weren't quite used to their accelerated growth, you were just a commander along side with others that Kamino hired to train their soldiers. After observing all of the cadet's final products, you dismissed them for their lunch break. You sighed as you took off your helmet and walked over to El Les and Bric. You liked El Les as a teacher, but he was too soft. However Bric was a hard headed piece of Bantha shit that you would love to take down. You knew as soon as you walked over that the two of them were quarreling again.
"You don't understand how tired I am of training these stupid clones. The Domino Squad will never be ready. Why go through the hassle of giving them a second chance when we're getting paid the same." El Les, as calm as he usually was, looked livid.
"You're way of training lacks empathy and heart. I'm asking Master Shaak Ti to give them one more chance whether you let me or not." El Les growls out in response to Bric.
"What are you two arguing about now? Always at each others throats..." You mutter, rolling your eyes.
"Maybe you'll knock some sense into El Les, Mando." Bric starts off. "There is a defective squad that I've been trying to train, but it's no use. They failed today, obviously. El Les here wants to give them a second shot, but I say they should just go to maintenance." Bric snickers at this image of the failing squad cleaning up the floors of Kamino.
You shot Bric a look. "Don't call me Mando, number one. I have a name, so use it. Number two, if you're going to be a selfish bastard and not care about the people you train, then I'll do it. El Les, request for a retrial, I'll try to coordinate training sessions with the troopers." Bric shoots me a nasty look back.
"It's a waste of your time, I'm telling you now. Don't come ranting to me when they fail the test." Bric scoffs and rolls his eyes as he walks away from you and El Les.
"You won't regret this. The Domino Squad is so close to passing. Their coordination and teamwork however is what is lacking. If you can help them in that aspect, I know they'll get it done." You smile at the bounty hunter, nodding at him. In all honesty, you were slightly skeptical as to why you accepted this extra challenge. You were supposed to have a couple days of break, so throwing yourself back into work shouldn't have been on the agenda. Maybe it was the fact that you knew all these clones, whether destined for office work or in the front lines, all of these soldiers were initially bred to fight. They knew that, so that's what all of them strived to do. The least you could do was give them one more chance at letting them accomplish a feat and move on to fighting their fight.
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For the umpteenth time, you woke up with your back stiff. Kaminoans brag about their top quality facilities, everything pristine except for their beds. You groaned as you got up from the piece of cardboard and got ready for the day. After slipping on your beskar helmet, you walked out of your small room and headed towards the designated training arena. El Les contacted you saying that Shaak Ti would allow a retrial of the Domino Squad's test. You were eager to see what Bric thought was so terrible about them. You could only hope he was exaggerating as usual.
You walked into the gray training dome to find five soldiers talking amongst themselves, one of them throwing their hands in the air. The soldiers in the green and gray training outfits seemed to be having a disagreement over some unknown subject. El Les was right, if this is how they act on the field, they'd just be droid bait. As soon as one of the cadets saw your flash of dark red armor, he stood at attention, waiting for you. The other four quickly looked around the room, all eyes falling on you, and stood in line next to the first cadet. You put your hands behind your back and walked past the line of men, circling them from behind, until you finally got to the front again. You stood in front of them, checking their faces for any looks. "At ease gentlemen." You said while taking off your helmet. The cadet who first stood at attention widened his eyes briefly, before looking away. You held in a smirk. "Cadet," You said, pointing a finger at him. "What's your name?"
