//Prolouge//

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"RH-2794! To attention!" The woman snaps. "If you don't hit your mark by tonight you're out of chances!"
That's me, the stormtrooper that can't shoot and now the stormtrooper that was out of chances. Chances I presume mean how many times I can fuck up and be allowed to live.

"Move over a little." The guy standing next to me says and I comply, although it's a strange request. He shot perfectly into the middle of the target I had been lazily surrounding with holes.
"Uh, thanks?" I say, furrowing my eyebrows although I'm pretty sure he can't tell.
"FN-2187." He said, holding his hand out for me to shake. Accepting the gesture and quirking my head, I replied. "RH-2794."

No one on this ship has tried to make friends before.

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