Those Who Fight Together | The Bad Batch

One (reg)

They were standing in line at attention when you walked up, eyeing them each up and down.  You grabbed the cyber connected one by the chin and titled his head back and forth so you could see the implants. Letting him go and moving on to the next one, it was the first one you've had ever seen a clone with corrective googles, you tried to stick you finger between the band and his head but it didn't budge. Interesting. Looking up at a big musclier clone made you feel slightly uncomfortable, you didn't even know they could be made like that. You poked the hardness of his arm, not sure what would break first his muscle or a ship if he lost his temper. The next one was doing his best to hide a very obvious grimace, you stared into his eyes and saw nothing but darkness staring back. This time one was going to be annoying. The next one was leader of the group being aware of his enhanced senses, you slightly tilted his face to the side so you could get a good look at the skull tattoo on his face wondering how touch effected him. You stepped back clasping your hands behind your back.

"Not a very subtle squad, but I think you're right Cody; Trouble Makers. At ease boys."

"What was that about?" Wrecker said looking at where you poked him.

"You boys are shipping out with General Reaper to recover a lost Jedi artifact that will be very dangerous in separatist hands," Cody said with a small grin, "Maybe we'll all go out for drinks when you get back. Good luck Ma'am," he said to you before turning pretending to be all business and leaving you with what was suppose to be the best squad for the job.

You stripped off the old black robes much to their dismay to expose the sleek armor underneath. You put the lightsaber in a side pocket and reached for your blaster holsters from the backpack you left on the floor. Two matching blasters sides with a custom chest holster to hold them or conceal your sabers. You rolled up the robe and shoved it in the pack and swung it into place latching it secure.

"Sergeant Hunter, prepare the ship for a run into the depths of the outter rim. Make sure we got enough of everything to be stranded for a couple weeks. Now if anyone needs me, I'm off to 79's come get me when you're done," you said looking at the ship a few click away, "Also paint over that, where we're going you don't identifiable markings like that," you said with a small whistle at the senator artwork they had done.

The big sighed but nodded. You sprinted off in the direction Cody headed easily managing to catch up with him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and rubbed your knuckles into his hair distressing it. You laughed watching his squad watching you tease him. You pointed at the nearest clone who was staring, "Keep staring and you'll be next. Boil." All of the other clones put their heads down and didn't want to be the next victim of your sisterly taunting.

"General," Cody said maneuvering out of your hold, "What's was that for," he said fixing his hair putting his helmet on so you couldn't do it again.

"The squad you gave me looks like a bunch of sticks in the mud, you know how boring this assignment is going to be?" You said crossing your arms, "trouble makers sure but fun?"

"Commanders Wolffe's team has been pulled for assignment after their shore day."

"The pack is at 79's?!" there was nothing like a night at the 79's between the smell of food and way to much drinking it was the only slice of fun around here. The pack knew how to have fun, always showing each other up trying to get inexperienced troopers to join in the shenanigans and make a fool of themselves, almost like an initiation hazing right of passage.

"Correct."

"Come on let's go," you said yanking his arm.

"Have to check in with General Kenobi first."