Snake Eaters
30-12-2005, 18:02
My first day as a Trooper in the 501st was hot, sticky and a blurred mass of sand and red stone. Not at all like the simulations on Kamino. Then again, I wasn't the only one to suffer. All of us were the same in these conditions... I was surprised to make it through the day.
Of course, we weren't the 501st then. No, we were just another bunch of clones. Like lambs for the slaughter, some said. I didn't agree.
192,000 troops of the Grand Army of the Republic against well over a million droids... odds that made many quake in their boots. Atop the ridge, CC-1119, bearing the yellow flashes of a commander on his Phase I armour, stared out across the barren plains. It was uncomfortable, but he had been bred to ignore that discomfort. He carried, like the clones around him, a DC-15 Blaster rifle, and also one of the DC-15s pistols. Inside his T-shaped visor, a drop of sweat trickled into his eye. He shook his head, and lifted the macrobinoculars, looking into the distance. Beside him stood the LAAT gunship, the pilot sitting ready to takeoff at a moment's notice,"Commander, do you see anything?"
He moved the focus dial on top, and nodded slightly,"Affirmative, Trooper. Battle droids... thousands of them."
A small, dimunative figure moved next to the commander,"Upon us, this war is."
"Master Yoda, we await the command to attack."
The ancient Jedi Master nodded slightly, leaning on his stick to support him against the hot, dusty surface of Geonosis,"Ride in the gunship, I will. Support the others, we must."
"What of Master Windu and the remaining Jedi?"
"Accompany other units, they will. Attack the Techno-Union command ships, we will"
The commander nodded, boarding the gunship, followed closely by Yoda and a small squad of troopers. He gripped the overhead bar, and hung on, signalling to the pilot to take off, and move them to the forward battle area. As they moved swiftly over the advancing ranks of clones, Yoda looked down at them, sighing slightly...
OOC: Sorry for the lack of explicit detail, but to describe movements of others would be god-modding. And I won't be controlling Yoda in battle, it's just for characterisation.
Of course, we weren't the 501st then. No, we were just another bunch of clones. Like lambs for the slaughter, some said. I didn't agree.
192,000 troops of the Grand Army of the Republic against well over a million droids... odds that made many quake in their boots. Atop the ridge, CC-1119, bearing the yellow flashes of a commander on his Phase I armour, stared out across the barren plains. It was uncomfortable, but he had been bred to ignore that discomfort. He carried, like the clones around him, a DC-15 Blaster rifle, and also one of the DC-15s pistols. Inside his T-shaped visor, a drop of sweat trickled into his eye. He shook his head, and lifted the macrobinoculars, looking into the distance. Beside him stood the LAAT gunship, the pilot sitting ready to takeoff at a moment's notice,"Commander, do you see anything?"
He moved the focus dial on top, and nodded slightly,"Affirmative, Trooper. Battle droids... thousands of them."
A small, dimunative figure moved next to the commander,"Upon us, this war is."
"Master Yoda, we await the command to attack."
The ancient Jedi Master nodded slightly, leaning on his stick to support him against the hot, dusty surface of Geonosis,"Ride in the gunship, I will. Support the others, we must."
"What of Master Windu and the remaining Jedi?"
"Accompany other units, they will. Attack the Techno-Union command ships, we will"
The commander nodded, boarding the gunship, followed closely by Yoda and a small squad of troopers. He gripped the overhead bar, and hung on, signalling to the pilot to take off, and move them to the forward battle area. As they moved swiftly over the advancing ranks of clones, Yoda looked down at them, sighing slightly...
OOC: Sorry for the lack of explicit detail, but to describe movements of others would be god-modding. And I won't be controlling Yoda in battle, it's just for characterisation.