Clones like Dominions (CIS Dominion of Sriluur 100 posts)

[Galaar Tal'Verda]

Galaar barked another order and the gunship lifted off back toward the cruiser sitting in orbit. War was an ugly thing. The CIS won the planet and freedom had prevailed but Galaar did not like the cost, though mainly enemy he had killed two Mandalorians, one in seemingly cold blood. His brother was stabbed in the chest by a piece of flying metal that torn into him like a manka cat toying with armored rat. It was time to get back on the ship, get some food, get a hot shower, and then monitor Calico until he came out of operation or bacta. Back to the grind! Luckly it took the ship mere minutes to slide back into its metal womb of a hanger.

"Unload the wounded."

@[member="Darth Metus"] @Galaar CC-252

 

[Darth Metus]

The intent of the Mandalorian was to see to the Engineer, but afterwards he would spend his time making sure that Calico's surgery went well. As such, as they began to disembark from the gunship, Isley helped the frail designer and escorted him along to a quarters that would be his for the ride. Of course, the Mandalorian made sure to send a transmission to the hangar, ordered another duo of gunships down to the surface to pick up the remainder of Confederate forces who remained on the surface, namely his significant other and the new guy. With that completed, he inspected the Engineer, who was displaying his gratitude through babbling promises. Ah yes, the ploy had worked...and Druckenwell Shipyards was getting a new engineer with plenty of schematics in his head.

 

[Revenchent]

Calico waved his hand about as the medical droids tended to him. The medication had been strong, but it hadn't lasted very long. The Commander kept his eyes squeezed shut tight as the droid prepared to administer anistisia.

"Colonel...the boys need a break...send the ship to Bothuwai...it's been a long few weeks." With that, the droid put Calico under. Hopefully, they would have a wonderful shore leave.

 

[CC-420 "Doc"]

Doc let the other commando help his fellow onto the gunship. He understood the whole comrade thing between those who fought together often. He was a clone after all.

420 glanced about at their handiwork, a mogpog of dead bodies an flaming buildings. Not a bad day and he'd actually managed to save a life. These were his thoughts as he boarded the gunship to return to the cruiser.

Time for leave.

 

[Djorn Bline]

"Better get my ass on the ship before it leaves me," Canal was finishing killing two enemies with one getting choked by Canal and the other getting knife to the throat. Canal lifted both of them and did a ckokeslam to both of them. He took out his knife from the guy who is dead and put it away, then he went to soldier who was still alive turns him, got on his back, and did the most cruelest thing ever done do to a living being: he put both of his hand on the soldier's head and started pulling out his head from his body. He succeeds with his strength and the next thing he was looking at was a headless with blood.shooting every where and a head looking at him. Canal throwers the head cause hey it was pretty nasty and he didn't want to puke and get scarred by the rest of his by thinking that he would get beheaded.

He ran to the gunship and took a last glance of everything that had happened, he could even see the head that he took off a while ago. Canal looked away not wanting to look at the blood bath. He finally got on board and saw his CO still wounded and some of his brothers on the LAAT along with the Colonel. It was nasty, hard day's of work for all of them.