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Cannon laughs bitterly at that. "I wasn't used to the Mandalorian life either. Haran, I never got a bloody chance at any kind of life! The Republic literally made me to be an expendable asset, and tossed me out the window when they finished their war!"
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"So man up! Sounds like it's been pretty shit, so you can handle the shit it's throwing at you now."
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He squeezes his eyes shut for a moment, his jaw clenching. "I coped with it by shutting off my emotions and closing myself to everything outside. I can't keep doing that."
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"Hey I was just messing with you... I wasn't actually serious." [b]He looks downs[/b] "Sorry."
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Cannon takes a few deep breaths, his face shifting back to it's usually emotionless mask. "I'm sorry. I over reacted."
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"Just trying to cheer you up..."
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"...thanks."
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"It's not a problem."
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"I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do now. I said I'd wait, so I guess I'm stuck waiting."
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"Waiting for what exactly?"
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"I... Long story." He turns the helmet over, gazing at the inside.
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"So it is love?"
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"... I think so."
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"Heh. I knew it. Love is very complicated my friend."
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"So I realise. I wish sarge had taught on this back in training. Guess the idea of someone loving a stupid clone was too far fetched."
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"Hey man its alright, you were designed to be expendable. You proved those BASTARDS wrong."
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Cannon laughs. "Yeah, I suppose I did."
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"Look at you now! A Gorram member of the great and powerful dojo."
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"Who would have thought a ship malfunction would end so well?"
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"How would've thought..."
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"Well, thanks for talking with me, vod. I feel a bit better." Cannon slowly rises.
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"Ywah no problem my friend"
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Cannon looks up at his ship. "You know, I'm thinking of decorating this thing. Maybe paint it red and white like those mint candy sticks they sell in the village for the holiday."
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"Paint in to make it look like Santa's sleigh"
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"Who's what now?"