Kiv was sitting on the Marauder, her legs pulled up to her chest.
They had taken the mission.
Kiv was obviously not thrilled, but Hunter offered that she could stay in the ship and be their quick getaway. This wasn't her favorite job in the world, but she preferred it to staying with Cid and... mopping the floor, or... cleaning off the bar. Gross.
Now, the others were inside the mission area, and Kiv was thrilled to not be there. She was currently working on a suit of armor for herself. It was a more feminine fit to the clone armor. Besides everything being slightly smaller, the chest, hips, and waist area was smaller to fit her frame. Other than that, it was your average clone armor.
She had it laid on the ground outside the ship, and was spraypainting it, just as the batch had done to their own armor. It was a patchy job, because they had given her the leftovers of their spray paint, but she actually quite liked it. She covered it in that batch gray, and then added some red to the bottom of the boots. Besides that, she left it generally grey, though she sprayed random bits of red, gold, and white across the armor.
She looked down at her work, leaving it to dry. It looked good. She was officially a member of the batch.
Looking down at her armor, she frowned lightly. She would miss the comfort and flexibility of the jedi robes. That was what she was meant to wear. Not clone armor. Maybe, however, someday she would settle down somewhere that she could hide, and she could go back to the old jedi attire. But for now, this would do. It would protect her, and help her to fit in more.
Not long after, the spray paint had dried completely. Kiv stripped off her civilian disguise, leaving just the base of her original Jedi robes. It was similar to the clones' blacks, just a body suit from her legs to her shoulders, black in color.
She began to pull on the pieces of armor just as the comm of her helmet dinged.
"Kiv!" Hunter's voice came through.
Kiv frantically pulled on the last of her armor.
"Hunter?" She responded, clicking her lightsaber into its hidden sheath.
"We need some help! Get down here!" He yelled.
"On it!" On the other side of the comm, Kiv could hear blaster fire, a mix of stun blasts and more lethal fire.
"Don't bother with the ship!" Hunter added.
Kiv groaned, sprinting away from the ship she had just been climbing into.
It didn't take her long to get down there, and as she approached she heard the growing sounds of blaster fire and engines.
She made it to the edge of the forest, watching as the ship full of containers was taking off. On it, were two armored individuals hanging off the side.
"Hunter," Kiv said into her comm. "Tell me that's not you."
The figure looked down at her and gave a light wave. Kiv rolled her eyes, taking notice of the clones nearby her. All it took was for them to turn around and-
A blast shot past her.
"Dammit," she groaned, pulling out her own blaster (a gift from Hunter Tech) and starting after the ship.
She easily avoided the clones as she chased after the batch, managing to stun most of them as she went.
"Kiv, can you meet us inside the castle?" Hunter asked.
Kiv stopped, grimacing as she looked before her at that very castle. "Fine." A moment later, she watched as Hunter and Wrecker jumped off the ship, sliding down the top of the castle.
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Order 66 | The Bad Batch | Hunter
Science FictionWhen the war finally ended, Kivera was expecting balloons and confetti, but instead, her whole world fell apart. OR Kiv is separated from her Jedi family after Order 66, and is saved by the Bad Batch. She must then learn what it is to not be a soldi...