Star Wars: Republic Commando (IC)

[Arthanus]

Dead-Eye got up and saluted before leaving the room and returned to his bunk Just long enough to grab the gear he would need for his mission. he then made his way to the Hanger and waited for the others. While he waited the little droid on his shoulder popped up into his hand and projected the map of the area. Again he studied the map noting the pat they were to take and which entrances to the facility he thought would be the easiest to secure. He also looked for seemingly abandoned buildings near the facility that could be used as a base camp for the operation. He didn't want to have a clunker patrol come up on the squad while they were trying to rest.

[Aristocrap]

"Sir." Bolter saluted and stepped out of the room, walking briskly to the armory. He slid his helmet on as he went, adjusting to the interface of its visor. His vital signs pooped up in the corner, and the rest of Acolyte Squad's numerical designations followed. Bolter opened his locker and pulled his equipment free from the racks inside. He slid his pistol into the holder at his side after checking its power pack, then moved onto his T-21 light repeating blaster. He slung the weapon's power generator over his back and attached the cables to it. His visor displayed the generator was feeding properly and he rested the cylindrical blaster in the crook of his arm. Curious about the performance of his new squadmates, he hurried to the hangar bay.

[cunfuzzler]

Leven got up and left the briefing room, he wandered through the ship for awhile, exploring and watching the troops go about their duties, he was in no hurry to get into action. Nonetheless, it soon got boring watching clones scurry about like worker ants, he wondered for a split second what truly made him better than any of those clones. He quickly quieted those thoughts reassuring himself that it was due to his being incredibly handsome, charming, and undefeatable in combat. Finally he made his way to the hangar, stopping by the armory to pick up his blaster.

[omegadetra]

Archer headed straight for the hangar; his weaponry was already in his pack, and he had no further preparations to be done. Several clones slowed and looked in awe at him as he walked through the halls of the ship. It was to be expected, but Archer couldn't help but think that he was the same thing as them with a little extra live-fire training.

As the door slid open to the hangar, he found Dead-Eye, Bolter, and Leven already waiting, as well as Valkyrie Squad and most of Striker Squad, the other two squads that were going to scout Atraken's surface. What Archer found surprising was that Valkyrie was already prepped to depart. Archer nodded to the Acolytes, acknowledging them, but walked towards the Valkyrie squad leader. "Boxer! You guys are already heading out? Thought the window didn't open for seven more minutes," he called, patting his fellow commando on the back.

Boxer was not as kind, but was friendly enough. "That's cause you ladies are flying towards the sun. You have to wait a little bit before night falls in your zone; our window's closing in two minutes," Boxer jabbed, as his squad boarded the nearby gunship.

"I see. Good luck to you, boys. Would hate to have to bring you back in pieces," Archer waved him off, heading back to his own squad. He was sure that Boxer swore at him in return as he boarded the gunship, but his words were drowned out by the roar of the engines. When he made it back to his squad's gunship, he checked the time before the window opened. Five minutes.