Let's see if I can get back on schedule...
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If there was something that could make living on a ship again worse, it would be the fact that one day you found Krennic on the floor, coughing up blood. He was on his back clenching his stomach and desperately trying to breathe when you came into his office. You didn't hesitate to rush to him. Yo rolled him to his side and immediately checked to make sure he wasn't choking on his own tongue. You stayed at his side until he stopped coming enough to talk. "Orson, what happened!?" You nearly yelled.Orson winced a little at your loud voice. It's then you noticed the multiple bruises and the black eye he had on his face. You didn't even want to know what happened anymore. You turned your com on and called for help.
"(N-Name)," Orson wheezed. He began coughing again and that's when some medics came in. Within ten minutes, Orson was whisked away to the medical bay and you were left in his office.
You didn't know what to do. You were worried about Orson but as much as you wanted to follow the doctors and make sure Orson was okay, there was something else you had to do. You cleaned up the floor first and then began searching through his work to find a schedule of any sort that could help you decide what to do next.
Suddenly you heard the door open. You looked up to see a female officer the same rank as you stride in. She frowned when she saw you. "Pardon me, Private. May I inquire where Orson Krennic is?"
"In the medical bay," you said. Did this woman really have to know why Krennic was in the medical bay? No, and so you weren't going to say anymore.
She frowned. "Oh dear, is he alright?" You didn't answer right away. With a sigh, she said "Well, I suppose you don't know where his apprentice, do you?"
She seemed familiar to you. You could almost recognize the face shape but you weren't sure where you had seen it before. The blue eyes on the woman reminded you strong of Krennic and you wondered how he was doing. "I am his apprentice, ma'am."
"You are? My! You don't seem like the type of apprentice he would have." You frowned. "I was hoping he would chose someone far more handsome," she muttered under her breath but it wasn't a real mutter. You could hear it just fine.
You found yourself growing angrier with each word she said. 'Shut up, Lady!' You thought. Taking a deep breath, you asked "How can I help you?"
"Of course!" She handed you a datapad with a checklist. "This is all the parts your master wanted, correct?"
You scanned the checklist. You had no idea if these were the things Krennic ordered or not. You hacked into his datapad and searched around for a bit before you found the parts list. You checked off everything and found that the lists matched. "Yes, that is the right one."
The woman gave a tight smile. "Excellent! Now, the only issue is that they are to arrive at Eadu and we need one (or both) of you at Eadu to confirm the parts and seal the deal with the manufactures."
You nod. Guess that means you're going to Eadu now. "Thank you for letting me know about this. I'll make sure to pass the message on to the Director," you said calmly.
"Thank you, dearie," the woman says. You don't like the time in the woman's voice. You watch as she leaves and walks away from the office. You scan through Krennic's work for any priorities that you should be thinking about instead but find none. So you grab his datapad and head to the medical bay.
On your way, you run into Coronal Rik Holst. He's still here? Not that you hate the coronal, you're just annoyed because Krennic didn't like him. It seems like Krennic is rubbing off on you as well. "Private (L/Name)," he says.
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The Officer {Orson Krennic X Reader}
FanficYou are a officer highly skilled in mathematics who works at one of the computer labs used to keep the Star Destroyers airborne. Grand Moff Tarkin has informed you that you will be apprenticed under none other than Director Orson Callan Krennic, hea...