[h3][center][b]M-0018[/b][/center][/h3]

The holocron suddenly cut off, M-0018 still staring blankly in the area the picture had been. The squad had been assembled again for the latest briefing. His other squad members seemed restless, whether be it nerves, excitement or... cowardice. Unforgivable. A weakness of the mind. Troopers must be impartial, treat this as any other order. An order that all of them must comply to. His role would probably dictate a place in the recon party, the terrain outside the outpost walls were perilous, he hypothesized that his skills would be required sometime or later. 

He noticed that the Jedi were not in the same briefing room. Inefficient. Difficult to have non-military personal follow regulation -as seen by their behavior- and to have objectives be relayed in sequence rather than in parallel reduced combat efficiency. This new empire's lack of control of the Jedi council troubled him... No, those are traitorous thoughts. Again, a weakness in his part. Undying loyalty. Undying trust to the Empire. He must comply. He will comply.

He saluted to his commanding officer, standing at attention as he awaited orders.