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|| Republic Commando: Targets || 2005 || Short story || Military, Sci-fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes ||
starting to like his new dad approves Skirata barfight dirty tricks XDDD
Oh boy. This is the part where the Old Man is asking NICELY.Ordo and Skirata looked at each other as if some common bond had sprung up from nowhere. Fi wondered if they had some comlink of their own: Skirata occasionally slipped something into his ear and removed it again. Ordo cocked his head but Skirata smiled tightly and without humor. He turned to Rugeyan and put a scarred hand on the sleeve of his nice, sharp tunic.“Son,” he said. “I couldn’t help noticing that you called my boys grunts. Don’t do that again, will you?”
Rugeyan looked down at Skirata as if he’d noticed him for the first time and lowered the comlink. “We want the Senator out now. Nothing else matters.”Well... Skirata asked nicely.“I’m glad you pointed that out to me.”
Fi couldn’t see what Skirata did next, but his arm dropped down and suddenly Rugeyan seemed to be taking a lot of notice of him. His eyes bulged visibly and a small uh noise forced its way past his lips. “Now that I have your attention, may I suggest that you remove yourself from the incident scene and let Captain Ordo and my boys do their jobs?”KAL GRABBED HIM BY THE BALLS!!!! HE FUCKING GRABBED HIM BY THE BALLS!!!! XDDD
Fi was mesmerized. Darman jogged up to the tableau of frozen pain. “Charges laid, Sarge. Ready to go.”
Skirata’s arm fell back to his side again, and Rugeyan inhaled sharply before brushing down his tunic and striding away with somewhat splayed legs.
SIDFJSOIHGSOIDGHOSIDG Atin“I’ll remember that move,” said Atin approvingly. “Vau never taught us anything like that.”
