Chapter 1: The Task Force.

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Somewhere in the Outer Rim, on a Venator ship...

Clones march throughout the ship, patrolling hallways, some are in the barracks messing around, some are in the command deck constantly checking data and communications, some are just maintaining the ship

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Clones march throughout the ship, patrolling hallways, some are in the barracks messing around, some are in the command deck constantly checking data and communications, some are just maintaining the ship.

One clone however marches through the halls to a briefing room, his armor unique and strange among the other Phase 1 shinies.

One clone however marches through the halls to a briefing room, his armor unique and strange among the other Phase 1 shinies

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Lieutenant CT-2007, nicknamed "Dusty"

He marches into the briefing room where other clones are present, all of them wearing the same white armor that clones are issued the moment they are cleared for combat from Kamino, with just a few exceptions there and there.

Dusty sicks in a chair, tapping his boot on the ground, waiting for this too start when he feels a hand tap on his shoulder from behind him. He turns around and sees a clone who he could just guess was a heavy type from his looks.

Heavy: Hey, you one of the lieutenants?

Dusty: yeah, Dusty, you?

CT-7734, Nicknamed "Fury"

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CT-7734, Nicknamed "Fury"

Fury: Fury, sir.

Dusty: Fury? What kind of a name is that?

Fury: because the last things clankas see from me is the fury of my DC-15A!

Dusty: ....

Fury: what?

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