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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/20/2017 11:25:47 PM
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"Um...CB-1264, sir." The random Stormtrooper had said, the ship quickly dragging its way toward the Star Destroyer. "Who exactly are you?"
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Korsis shook his head. "That's the problem with your Empire. It's troopers are just numbers, figures in a table. They have no sense of identity, no sense of pride. As for me, my name is Korsis. I have no title, unfortunately."
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"Ok." Was simply the Trooper's response. "Approaching [i]Belligerence[/i], T-minus 5 minutes." The pilot had told them. Should Korsis had looked outside, he would've seen lots of Imperial fighters, specifically TIE Fighters and Interceptors, as they approached the Star Destroyer.
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"Do know of any other forces en route to this system, trooper?" The trooper could see the flash of something metal in Korsis's hand, but was unable to make out it's identity.
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"Unknown, sir. Our leader believes that a 4th starship containing a classified project had a chance of coming and crashinghere, but otherwise no, Korsis." He told Korsis.
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"Interesting. What exactly was this classified project, trooper?" The trooper could feel that it was starting to become quite hard to breathe, and several others on the shuttle had started to cough every few seconds.
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"We...don't know...sir." The Trooper responded, the others a little worried about their unexpected coughs. If Korsis could mind-read, the trooper was telling the truth.
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The troopers' problems would only worsen as a few of the Stormtroopers would fall to the ground, gasping for air, before finally collapsing, dead or unconscious. "Trooper, I need you to stay calm. You will be my ally in my efforts to unite both your empire and mine. You will support me in all arguments and disputes." As he spoke to the trooper, he waved his hand in front of his face. "Alright?"
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Their problems would only worsen, as Korsis turned to face the trooper. "Hmm. What do you call your commanding officer? A certain title, a rank? A name?"
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"We...call her...Kiyala...sir. She...isn't on this ship." The trooper told Korsis, which was once again, the truth.
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[spoiler]oh fuсk[/spoiler] [spoiler]could you reply to the other one[/spoiler] [spoiler]I kinda got confused and made a different reply[/spoiler]
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