mamuzzy: (Atin)
  || Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 

Darman stood back to make way for Niner: he wanted to salvage as much gear as he could. They needed the repeating blasters. He grabbed some of the dismantled sections.

“Now,” Niner said. “You first.”

“We need the gear.” Darman thrust two sections at him. “Take these. I’ll—”

“I said jump.”

Darman wasn’t a rash man. None of them were. They took calculated risks, though, and he calculated that Niner wouldn’t leave him. His sergeant was standing at the open hatch, arm held out imperiously, a clear sign to get on with it and jump. No, Darman had made up his mind. He lunged forward and shoulder-charged Niner out of the hatch, grabbing the door frame just in time to stop from plunging after him. It was clear from the stream of expletives that Niner was not expecting this, nor was he happy about it. The extra pack jerked out after him on its tether. Darman heard one last profanity and then Niner was out of range.
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•

DARMAN TOSSED NINER OUT OF THE FALLING SHIP. 

And I just savour the image that Niner yelled Skirata-typical mando swearings at Darman. But also... Why people are saying Darman is boring? Darman is a MENACE. By military standards. This is their first mission together and Darman already disobeyed Niner's order (bro has to reconfigure that pecking order now in his head... LMAO PECKING ORDER!!!! BIRDS!!!! :DDDD), and pushed him out off the ship mid-air so he can save the cargo. Darman is everything but boring.

But this another quote about I find interesting. He saved the weapons but left the R5 in the ship. 

•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
Darman realized he had thought nothing of leaving the R5 on board the stricken utility. It was expendable.
And that was how he was seen, he supposed. It was surprisingly easy to think that way.
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
I think this is a good example of unchallenged mindsets. Darman thinks he is expandable and he thinks the same about everyone else who is in the service of the Republic. How fucked up is that? 


(and with this entry I finished chapter 3!!!! WOHOOOO! No fandom rant this time, I'm too tired. :D) 
mamuzzy: (Atin)
  || Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 

“AA, Sarge?”
“Birdstrike,” Niner said, deceptively quiet. “Atmos engine’s fried.”
(...)
The Narsh dirt-crate hadn’t let them down. It had just succumbed to being in the wrong airspace at the wrong time, and met the local avian species the hard way. Now they were plummeting toward the kind of landing not even the latest Katarn armor could help them survive.
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
 
THIS IS SO... XDDDD I LOVE when bullshit like this happening. They are professional, they are prepared, the disguise is okay, but what makes the operation at risk??? FUCKING BIRDS!!!! FUCKING BIRDS FLIED INTO THE ENGINE!!!! XDD
mamuzzy: (Atin)
|| Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 

Her eyes closed. Images of Coruscant, her clan practicing passing a ball by thought alone, a nice hot bath, food she trusted to be clean …
Then, suddenly, every fiber in her body leapt at once. Heart pounding, Etain thought at first that she’d had one of those half dreams of falling that sometimes came when she was dozing off. But now she was fully awake and knew that she hadn’t.

Something had changed. Something in the Force had been altered, and forever. She jumped to her feet, suddenly clear what it was; she needed no training or education to understand it. Every instinct coded in her genes cried out.
Something—someone—was gone from the Force.
“Master,” she said.
She had suspected he was dead. Now she knew he was, and she knew it had happened right then.
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
Ignoring the ever-present gdans, she went to the barn door and swung it open. It was an act of helplessness. There was nothing she could do, now or ever.
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
Putting it down to grief and lack of sleep, Etain stumbled back inside and barred the door.
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•



I forgot since why they weren't searched for Fulier, but ok, now I got it. Etain felt his passing in the Force. Poor girl. 
We can just guess according to the chapter starting, but I think Ghez Hokan tortured him to death. 
Or maybe... giving him a mercy-kill for being a worthy-hunt? 
AAAAAA!!!!! SO MANY POSSIBILITIES!!!! 

 
mamuzzy: (Atin)
 || Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 

It wasn’t so much their teeth that the locals feared. It was the deadly bacteria the animals carried; a minor scratch or a bite was almost always fatal. And Master Fulier had used their entire supply of bacta spray in administering first aid to villagers, so Etain was as housebound at night as any of her hosts.

•───────•°•❀•°•───────•

Kast Fulier is resembling more and more to Qui-Gon Jinn, and with it someone who is more in tune with the Life Force, just like Qui-Gon. Someone who can't stay away from the earthly things, and can't avert his eyes from suffering and always doing things outside of the Order's wishes or jurisdiction. 

Maybe Kast Fulier wasn't a good master to Etain, but on grander scale, he was a good man. But more often than not, these kind of heroes with golden hearts often disregard those they already have responsibility over. 

•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
He was too close to the life Force when he should have been more attentive to the unifying Force. He found himself reaching out to the creatures of the present, to those living in the here and now. He had less regard for the past or the future, to the creatures that had or would occupy those times and spaces.
 
It was the life Force that bound him, that gave him heart and mind and spirit.

Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
mamuzzy: (Atin)
 || Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 


 “Very well,” Jusik said, looking hesitant, as if he wanted to walk away but thought better of it. “I hope to debrief you on your return.”
Niner took that literally, although Jusik was looking at him as if it meant something else. It made sense for the Padawan commander to process whatever intel they might gain.
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
In this detached state, something occurred to him. He pictured Jusik’s face and his awkward, nervous shrugs. He realized what the Padawan had meant when he said he was hoping to debrief them personally on their return.
He meant Good luck. He wanted them to survive.
Niner, who had known for as long as he could remember that he was a soldier bred to die, found that intriguing.
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
 
NINER PLEASE. AAAAAAA!!!! 
Jusik is so cute, he is so shy (or more like, unprofessional) to simply just say: I am awaiting for your safe return. 
(*/ω\)

mamuzzy: (Atin)
  || Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 

Improvising, thinking on his feet, making the most of the resources at hand, were all part of operating as a commando. But so was acquiring adequate intelligence. What they had wasn’t enough to plan a mission, and that meant they would either have to acquire it in the field, or fail. Niner didn’t want to fail Padawan Jusik.
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
Niner is already so invested in Jusik, omg. ._. 

mamuzzy: (Atin)
 || Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes ||  

“It’s making a noble sacrifice,” Jusik said, suddenly right behind them. He smiled and murmured dirt-crate to himself as if it amused him.
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
Niner wondered if Atin ever talked about anything but gear. His squad must have been a miserable bunch, with a miserable instructor. Clones might have looked utterly standardized to outsiders, but every squad was altered slightly by the cumulative effects of its experiences, including the influences of the individual trainers. Every commando battalion had its own nonclone instructor, and seemed to take on some of his—or her—unique characteristics and vocabulary.

We learn, Niner thought. We learn fast, and unfortunately we learn everything. Like dirt-crate.

Every squad developed its own dynamics, as well. It was part of their hardwired human biology. Put four men in a group, and soon you’d have a pecking order defined by the roles and foibles that accompanied them. Niner knew his, and he thought he knew Fi’s, and he was pretty sure he knew where Darman was heading. But Atin wasn’t sliding into place just yet.
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•

More of Niner's POV about the commando training. I think we see here a small glimpse that Niner thinks fondly of his sergeant, especially when comparing himself to Atin and Atin's own sergeant. 

Also this word of "pecking order" grabbed my attention, so I looked up in what context this is used:

::: The term of pecking order is used in relation of birds, but more commonly among social animals. Basically it is estabilishing an informal hierarchy among the group, where the birds with higher status can peck the lower one without retaliation, and lower birds has to submit themselves to pecking of the higher ones without question. 

::: In human relation: think about professional workplace relationships where you are share workspace with LOTS of people and on paper these people are on the same rank as you, because they are your colleagues but not your bosses. But eventually you start to notice that there IS an unofficial hierarchy among the group. Now most people - especially nowadays - will deny that humans have any kind of relation to animals or having animalistic behavior. But if you ever get into a open conflict with an older co-worker/co-worker with more experience/co-worker who has bigger social circle, you will clearly see your place in that non-existent hierarchy. 

::: In the prologue chapter, I mentioned my observation that Darman's Theta squad had a very loose hierarchy among them, so I assume that the rest of the Skirata squads are similiar? 

::: Fi and Niner started out bad. 

::: Darman feels reassured by Niner so far. 

::: So far Fi and Atin also incompatible. 
 

•───────•°•❀•°•───────•

Niner already knew he would have his work cut out with Atin and wondered if anything would trigger his natural urge to be one of the squad. He also wondered about his apparent negativity. He’ll shake down, sooner or later. He’ll have to.
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•

You know what I realized? That in the narrative, you can notice that humans (not just aliens) are compared to animals A LOT.  Very high functioning social animals. It's just an interesting observation.

mamuzzy: (Atin)
 || Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 

Niner wondered if Atin ever talked about anything but gear. His squad must have been a miserable bunch, with a miserable instructor.
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•

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mamuzzy: (Atin)
 || Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 

Jusik appeared to be counting and then raised his eyebrows. “This is real, Sergeant.”

Ah. For all their skills and wisdom, there were still some things that even Jedi didn’t know. Niner hesitated to lecture Jusik.

Real. Oh yes, Niner knew what real was, all right.

Padawan Bardan Jusik had certainly never seen the Killing House on Kamino. He’d never stormed the building, with its twisting corridors and innumerable flights of stairs; he didn’t know how many commandos died in training when the rounds were live and the terrorists—or whoever the directing staff were being that day—aimed to kill, and frequently did.

He also had no idea what it was like spending four days lying prone in a scrape in the undergrowth on observation, rifle ready, urinating where you lay because you couldn’t move and give away your position. He had no idea how you learned to judge the amount of charge required for rapid entry to a building the hard way, because if you didn’t get it just right, in a hurry and under fire, it could blow your head clean off. Two-Eight had learned that way.

Jusik didn’t know just how far and how long you could carry a wounded comrade when you had to. He probably didn’t even know how to perform an emergency field tracheotomy with a vibroblade and a clean length of fuel line.

It wasn’t Jusik’s fault. He had far bigger issues to worry about. There was no reason for a Jedi commander to concern himself with the details of a clone commando’s life. But Niner thought he probably would, and he admired the Padawan all the more for that.

“We’ll be fine, sir,” Niner said. “The training is quite realistic.”

 
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•

HOOOOOOOOOOooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOooly shit, shit just got really dark so fast, NINER OMFGAWD!!!!!!!!!!

LORE. SO MUCH FUCKING LORE ABOUT THE COMMANDO TRAINING AGAIN AND THEIR TRAINING WITH THE LIVE ROUNDS and also the revelation about Niner's first loss in his original commando pod. The commando Two-Eight died during training and in the Killing House.

But the saddest part that Niner downplays all this in his mind. They have seen death before and they had to live with this. Repress this. Ignore this. How this is beneath the Jedi and this is nothing a Jedi should be concerned of. Still, eventhough Niner keeps his thoughts about his past to himself, I think he already acknowledges Jusik as some kind of ally. 
 

And remember Darman from chapter 1? It's the same logic with how and why they are confident in their abilities. 
 

•───────•°•❀•°•───────•

Darman didn’t think he was arrogant. It was just that he could do every job a soldier could be called upon to do, and then some: siege assault, counterinsurgency, hostage extraction, demolitions, assassination, surveillance, and every kind of infantry activity on any terrain and in any environment, at any time. He knew he could, because he’d done it. He’d done it in training, first with simunition and then with live rounds. 

•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
mamuzzy: (Atin)
 || Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 

“This is your first special operation, isn’t it?”
“Yes sir.”
“Doesn’t that worry you?”
“No sir. Not at all. The six P’s, sir. Proper Planning Prevents Pi …  Inadequate Performance, sir.”
Jusik appeared to be counting and then raised his eyebrows. “This is real, Sergeant.”

•───────•°•❀•°•───────•

LOLOLOLOLOL, Jusik tried to count the six P's XDDDD I bet he would have had questions about it, but the books doesn't have actual swear words. :D Also Niner is such a polite boy, trying NOT to be indecent before their commander. 

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUt this blog is not a polite blog, I can say PISS freely, so the full sentence is actually 

Proper Planning Prevents Piss Poor Performance. → This is one of those military things they teach to soldiers to make them memories plans, manuals, manuscrips, recipes, and generally the order of things much more easier. Sometimes they are songs, sometimes the plans simply just rhyming, sometimes the words start with the same letter for easier memorization. If someone can help me to find out what is the exact term for these in English, I would very much appreciate it thank you. 

I found a good site for later commando themed inspiration about rhymes

EDIT: FOUND IT. It's called Military Mnemonics!!!!!! 
mamuzzy: (Atin)

|| Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 


“Are you certain you can do this? I could ask Master Zey if he would allow me to accompany you.”

Niner wanted to laugh, but you didn’t laugh at a Jedi, especially one who seemed to care what happened to you. “We lost too many officers at Geonosis, sir. They can’t grow you to order.”
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•


The exchanges between Niner and Jusik are very good in this chapter, very amusing! On the other hand, Jusik is still not interested in complying with the protocol at all, he continues trying to be direct with the commandos, or at least he is curious and friendly. And concerned about the commandos. 

But also Ouuuuuchhhh. Niner is very much self-aware about their own expendability. But also he low-key appreciates Jusik's concern?

mamuzzy: (Atin)
|| Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 

•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
“You must learn to accept your reduced station in the galactic order, Hokan,” Ankkit said. “This is no longer the hierarchy of brute force in which your warrior ancestors thrived. Today we need to be soldiers of intellect and commerce, and no amount of strutting around in that museum-piece uniform will revive your …  glorious past. Alas, even the great Jango Fett succumbed to a Jedi in the end.”

News traveled fast. Fett was a source of pride among the remaining handful of Mandalorians in diaspora. Even if he fought for money, he was the best. Ankkit must have known perfectly well how much that comment would sting.

Hokan was determined that the Neimoidian would see no evidence on his face to prove it. He’d certainly tried to keep that out of his mind when he was interrogating Fulier, much as he wanted to blame all Jedi for the humiliation of a cultural hero. He had to be clear why he was smashing the Jedi’s bones. Revenge was unprofessional.

•───────•°•❀•°•───────•

The Jedi caused great grief toward the Mandalorians as a whole, but if you think about it, the Jedi defeated Jango Fett in a fight. But Ankkit is just being petty and condescending, because he is the employer and Hokan is tied to contract. Ankkit is petty because he can be. 

But seriously, okay, Hokan is an antagonist, bad guy, whatever, but can you blame him hating on this guy? 
mamuzzy: (Atin)
|| Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 

•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
“You need the credits.”
“For the time being. But one day, Ankkit, I won’t need you at all.”
 
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
 
He took a careful breath. “Do you keep gdans as pets, Ankkit? I hear some offworlders do try.”
“Gdans? No. Filthy little creatures. Most savage.”
“But if you did keep one, and didn’t feed it well, would you be surprised if it bit you?”
“I suppose not.”
“Then feed me well.”
 
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•

Every sentence Hokan says it's just… OHMYGAWD. So sinister and promising murder. I have a crush on him. I AM NOT NORMAL ABOUT THIS GUY. He is not blorbo, he is not meowmeow, HE IS CRUSH. AAAAHHHHHHH. Hah. But plot happens, shame. :D 


(gif: femculiar.tumblr.com)
mamuzzy: (Atin)
|| Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 

It only occured to me how actually a plottwist to make a Mandalorian mercenary the antagonist of the story and pit him against the commandos, who were also trained by a Mandalorian mercenary. Of couse, I was rooting for the commandos but at the same time I enjoyed following along Ghez Hokan and seeing the story from both sides how they try outsmart each other. 
 
After the rather dramatic - and sexy :3 - entrance of the first chapter, he now officially appears as an antagonist, from whose point of view we can see the events and we get some idea of his character and values. 
 
First of all, Ghez Hokan hates his employer, Lik Ankkit. More precisely, he hates the Neimodians in general: || The Neimoidians had a taste for elaborate and wholly inappropriate grandeur, and Ghez Hokan despised them for it. || No, the Neimoidian was a di’kut. A complete and utter di’kut. || Ankkit was a bean-counting coward like all of his kind || Hokan controlled an impulsive urge to cut this glorified shopkeeper, this grocer, down to size. For all his height, the Neimoidian was soft and weak, his only strength contained within his bank account. || 
 
Second, Ghez Hokan has negative opinions about biological warfare: || He didn’t care if Ankkit rented the whole planet out to Separatist scientists. They weren’t honorable enough to fight with real weapons, either: they got bugs to do their work for them. It was a disgrace. It was unnatural. ||
 
Third: At this point of the story, Master Kast Fulier is STILL ALIVE and Ghez Hokan tortures him somewhere in an unknown place. 
 
Also so totally and very unrelated, but what do we call that fictional trope when you capture your enemy and torture them to death, but in the meantime you start to feel respect for them because they can handle it? 

•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
 
“You haven’t killed him, have you? Do tell me you haven’t. I need to know if his activities will affect market prices.”
“I’m not an amateur.”
“But one has to do the best with the staff one has, yes?”
“I do my own dirty work, thanks. No, he isn’t talking. He’s rather … resistant for a Jedi.”
 
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
 
Fulier couldn’t have been good at calculating odds or he’d never have started on Gar-Ul in the tavern. But at least he was prepared to stand up for himself, despite all that soft mystical nonsense he spouted. Hokan admired guts, even if he rarely tolerated them. They were always in short supply.
 
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
The lightsaber wasn’t bad for a soft Jedi weapon.
Hokan suspected the lightsaber looked at odds with his traditional Mandalorian helmet and its distinctive T-shaped eye slit. But a warrior had to adapt.
And Fulier had questions to answer.

•───────•°•❀•°•───────•

Because I think it's very sexy. :3


mamuzzy: (Atin)
|| Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes || 

•───────•°•❀•°•───────•
You’re the best in your field—the best soldiers, tacticians, sappers, communicators, survival experts. I picked you personally because I want you to train the best commandos in the galaxy. You’ll have everything you need, whatever you want, except one thing—home. This is a top-secret project. You’ll not tell anyone where you’re going and you’ll not leave Kamino, ever. As far as your friends and family are concerned, you’re already dead.
—Jango Fett, recruiting his handpicked commando instructors, the Cuy’vul Dar—in the Mandalorian tongue, “those who no longer exist”
•───────•°•❀•°•───────•

First mention of Cuy'val Dar (mispelling?) in the books. 

mamuzzy: (Atin)
I know the lengths of the bookblogging posts are inconsistent, and I know that at this speed I will never finish rereading and analysing the books. But I just love when something inspires me like this, you know? 

Also I officially renamed the Fandom Fuckery tag to The Fandom Menace. I saw that tag on tumblr and just did what we call public procurement here. :DDD I actually started to collect quotes about Ghez Hokan but I was caught up how he hates the Neimodians and I remembered fandom opinions AGAIN. And this is how this entry was born. Because this is a long entry this is the summary what's this about:

::: On racism in fiction
::: Not everyone is watching from the US
::: When you accidentaly recreate racism in progressive fandom spaces but it's okay because you put glitter on it
::: When you use other cultures as inspiration but you only take the aesthetic 
::: Double standards


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mamuzzy: (Atin)
When I started reading the RepComm books in 2023, these were the rules I followed when I saw the first anti-skirata posts:
1. I DON'T GO TO TUMBLR UNTIL I'VE READ THE BOOKS
2. I DON'T READ ANYTHING ABOUT THE AUTHOR UNTIL I'VE READ THE BOOKS
3. I DON'T READ CRITICS UNTIL I'VE READ THE BOOKS

rant under the cut )

And yes. This was in my chest for years now. Thank you for listening.|| 


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