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As far as Republic army missions went, this hadn't been a bad one. Atton hadn't even picked up a scratch along the way, though he was muddy and wet and his hair smelled like jungle. At least he'd picked the easily-cleaned leather Jedi uniform this time around.
But now the pirates were either dead or in custody of the military, and Atton was left searching the hangar of this massive cruiser for a towel or something. Didn't help that he kept getting pulled in for 'high level tactical talks' and thank-yous and whatnot.
Honestly, he just felt disgusting, and--
"General?"
"I'm not a," he started, before he spun around and found himself face-to-face with... "Farani?"
She looked terrible. Not injured, like the last time he saw her. But her eyes were red and her uniform was as messed-up as Atton's was, with a couple of streaks of blood thrown in. "So you look exactly how I feel," he started.
"It's Parish," she said, scrubbing at her arm. "They got him."
Oh.
He looked past her and saw the others from her squad, looking bedraggled and feeling miserable. He sucked in an audible breath. "Well," he said slowly, "Since we're stuck here anyway, how about I buy you guys a round in whatever goes for a cantina around here?"
Parish. As they said on Earth, shit.
But now the pirates were either dead or in custody of the military, and Atton was left searching the hangar of this massive cruiser for a towel or something. Didn't help that he kept getting pulled in for 'high level tactical talks' and thank-yous and whatnot.
Honestly, he just felt disgusting, and--
"General?"
"I'm not a," he started, before he spun around and found himself face-to-face with... "Farani?"
She looked terrible. Not injured, like the last time he saw her. But her eyes were red and her uniform was as messed-up as Atton's was, with a couple of streaks of blood thrown in. "So you look exactly how I feel," he started.
"It's Parish," she said, scrubbing at her arm. "They got him."
Oh.
He looked past her and saw the others from her squad, looking bedraggled and feeling miserable. He sucked in an audible breath. "Well," he said slowly, "Since we're stuck here anyway, how about I buy you guys a round in whatever goes for a cantina around here?"
Parish. As they said on Earth, shit.
