The commando leapord-spotted in black - identified as podleader only because he spoke directly to the Jedi - nods at the information Cyphor gives them.

<Sir. We're ready to evac on your order, Commander.> Yes, Commander. Because he was a Jedi, and he was now Talon Squad's only chain of command. Poor Cyphor; it looks like the workings of the Force had brought him into this war, after all.

On a private comm that not even Generals could monitor, however, the squad is much more talkative. Outside of their helmets, where only silence met any around them, they fit the bill for the soulless robots that many took them to be. Only in the security of secrecy and brotherhood did Commandos ever trust to show true personality.

<Is anyone else getting deja vu?> Twitch turned his blue-lined helmet towards a distant flash as something big exploded.

<Evacuation at Dantooine? That was your fault.> Kal replied, bringing his Deece up to flick char from the metal frame.

<What?! How in Void was a factory's worth of spider droids -my- fault?!

<Because -you- were the super slicer who convinced us you could shut them down from the central computer. But no. You -activated- them. And Boomer with his two credits, watching Darok return. The demolitions commando tilts his helmet slightly. He hadnt forgotten it was Darok that'd sent him sprawling. A friendly fire incident, maybe, but that just proved that the Apprentice was a loose cannon to be carefuly watched.

<Three days, buddy. We ran for three days straight to get to dust-off. And every step of the keffing way, a batallion of keffing spider droids.>

<.....Oh...sod off.>

<Lay off him, you two. Or should I bring up the Killing Room tunnel collapse, Boomer? Kal, I still think a Geo somewhere carries half your eye as a trophy.>

A chorus of half-hearted groans and a few scattered chuckles as Talon Squad sees to preparations. They move to one side as one, to supply crates the Kaminoans float in on repulsor-skids. Weapons are re-loaded, packs are weighed down with every conceivable gadget and explosive. They werent going to be comming back, might as well make use of the re-supply now.

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