Star Wars The Clone Wars: The 444th CST Battalion

Ambush Upon Entry

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Normal speech: "Hello there..."

Loud speech: "WATCH THOSE WRIST ROCKETS"

Angy spech: "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING OUT THERE, YOU DAMN CON?"

Internal comms(ex: between CST-3342 and Phoenix and for the "recordings"): {"You ever wonder why we're here?"} {"No, because I know that you're here for war crimes and I'm just along for the ride"}

External comms, long range: <<Strider 1, Fox 2>>

Whispering, quietly complaining, grumbling: "grumble, grumble, grumbldy grumble"

Thoughts: 'So if one smol boi in yellow ship added to a trade federation donut ship and a shit load of battle droids is equal to one smol boi in a yellow ship, not donut ship, and no battle droids, what the fuck were the rest of the pilots doing? Also, what the hell did Naboo do with those droids?'

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Mission:  Accompany JGM Yoda to Rugosa for talks

- Objective: Display the combat prowess of CST units and keep delegates safe

- Assigned CST Operative: CST-3342

- Command Hierarchy for this mission: JGM Yoda > CC4477 > CST & CT units

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Scav: . . . and that's how I ended up getting bits of my arm in six different systems at the same time and why I'm banned from every traveling on public space transport for the next 15 years.

Jek: Uhh, not exactly what I asked but okay.

Lt. Thire: Cut the chatter, we're coming out of hyperspace

Scav: Sir yes sir. 

Scav: 'Let's see . . . power packs for blaster, check. Power cells, charged and ready. . . ordinance and detonator, check, and weapon mod kit, always.' Alright cool, I have everything I might need. {"Nyx, you ready?"}

Nyx: {"All systems online"}

Scav: {"Cool now le..."}

Yoda: Into escape pods, go we must

Scrapper: Okay then.

-----<IN THE POD, AFTER IMPACT>-----

Scav: Not sure about anyone else, but I enjoy riding an escape pod into battle.

Jek: *just sitting there flabbergasted* What?

Scrapper: This is just a normal Thursday for me. Part of my whole thing is getting dropped into battle. Now let's see grab you, insert you, attach this, zero that in, and done.

Yoda: Go, we must. Ahead, long journey we do.

Scav: Uh, hey Mr. Jedi Man, what do you need me to do? I was told that I'm supposed to give a demo of what CSTs can do in my briefing, and I don't know what kind of demo you want.

Yoda: Scout ahead, you may. Engage the droids, permission you do.

Scav: Alright, I'll be back in a bit. *runs off*