Targets: Menő Utcai Geci Kal
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mamuzzyBehind him trailed a human male in a very well-cut business suit, a young Twi’lek Jedi, and…
… a scruffy, wiry little man who looked old enough to be everyone’s father, a man with a face as wrinkled as his clothes, buzz-cut grey hair, and a limp that didn’t stop him from covering the ground like a racing odupiendo.
“Sarge!” said Fi.
Niner’s head jerked up. “It is!”
Kal Skirata reached them a stride ahead of the ARC captain. He grinned up at Fi as if he recognized him, but that was impossible. He’d had a hundred identical young commandos in his batch. He couldn’t possibly remember. He couldn’t possibly see past the visor, either.
“Who let that vagrant in?” demanded Obrim.
“That,” said Fi, “is the man who taught us all we know.”
Obrim sighed. “We’re screwed, then.”
Fi touched his fingers to his helmet anyway, even if Skirata was out of uniform. “Sarge, what are you doing here?”
“Where there’s trouble, Fi, there’s always a job for me. Special security adviser now.” Oh, he knew. How? How? “Nice new armor. Going on a date? And who’s he?”
Fi followed Skirata’s gaze. “That’s Atin. Hang on, how do you—“
I love my badass peepaw in civvies.
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Date: 2025-10-11 09:07 pm (UTC)Ok let's pretend he doesn't have a cheater-card here, and he recognize Fi just as it is, but he also DOESN'T RECOGNIZE ATIN. The total stranger in the group. It's just makes even better detail. I love this.