Your My What? (Canal)

[Noah Corek]

Fondor
Military Housing District, Orbital Station
1540 Hours
[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]
Noah sat alone is his apartment, well it was more like a suite really, sometimes it payed to be the commander of the largest Private Military Corporation in the galaxy. He was pouring himself over casualty reports and after action reports for Athos IV. It was then the buzzer for the door rang, Noah set down the datapad and walked to the door. The buzzer rang again and this time Noah was at the door, once he opened the door, he was greeted with the sight of a young woman with a duffle bag over shoulder, dressed in a pair of faded blue jeans, a pair of sneaker, faded blue jeans, a white tank top and leather jacket. "Are you Noah Corek?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. "Uh yeah. Do I know you?" He asked with a raised eyebrow as he rubbed his eyes to get rid of the bleariness he felt. "I'm Melissa. Your daughter." After hearing this, Noah's eyes widen and he pressed the panic button near his door that would call Canal automatically.

 

[Djorn Bline]

The clone captain was reviewing reports at a conference meeting with the dread guard that were now Protectorate soldiers. They were talking about the usual: war. New armor, weapons, strategies, etc. After the battle of Druckenwell they were all pouring out ideas which would help the Protectorate against the Confederacy. They all knew everything of the former government that they fought for. The way they fought on both ground and space, the equipment, and the list goes on.

Finally, the conference was over and Canal was finally on his break. As he was walking to his office there was a call from Noah that rung when he entered the room. "What happen now, Noah? I just got out of a conference. You lost your favorite pistol?" The clone said jokingly at his friend.

[member="Noah Corek"]

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]
"Hey! That happened once man!" Noah yelled out indignantly over the comm. It was then Noah heard some rustling in the fridge and looked over to see Melissa rummaging through it. "Wow, you seriously have no waffles?" She asked as she popped her head of from behind the with a raised eyebrow. "No, I don't." Noah told her as he turned back to the comm. "Canal, listen man, something has come up and I need you to come to my apartment to help me settle things. Also, bring something that can scan DNA. its important."

 

[Djorn Bline]

The clone sat down and continued to listen to Noah. Apparently, there was another person on the other side of the comm who was asking for waffles. "You got a visitor, eh?" Then he heard Noah telling him to bring something for a DNA test. Now this was getting serious. "Noah, is there something I should know? Who did you Kark up now?"

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[Noah Corek]

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]
"Canal, listen very closely. A thirteen year old girl just showed up at my apartment saying she's my daughter. So I need you to bring a DNA TEST!" Noah said, yelling the last part so he would his point by and hopefully get Canal moving. "Wow, all you have in here is health food!" Melissa proclaimed as she continued to look in the fridge. "I'm a soldier, what do you expect."

 

[Djorn Bline]

The clone put a hand on his face as he heard the news. "Well, that means you gotta do child support for another five years. But yeah, I'll head over there so we can know that if that's your kid." Then he grabbed a little device that could make a DNA test just by inserting blood into it. The captain then exited out of the military complex and got on a speeder and headed towards Noah's house.

He finally arrived and rang the doorbell and stood there, waiting for someone to welcome him.

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[Noah Corek]

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]
After a few minutes, Noah heard the doorbell finally ring and Noah stood up from the couch he had been lounging in and went to the door. Upon opening it, Noah found Canal on the other side. "Finally bro, what took you so long?" Noah asked him as he opened the door wider and allowed Canal to come inside. Melissa being a curious one came to see what the commotion was. Upon seeing him she smiled and walked forward. "Who are you?" She asked as she stood in front of him.

 

[Djorn Bline]

"Traffic," he replied to Noah's question. As he entered there was the supposedly thirteen year old girl that proclaimed that she was Noah's daughter. "Well, there is some resemblance between you guys. The name's Canal." The clone then motioned the two of them to come forward. "I'm gonna have to take some blood from you two and I'll insert it into this machine. It'll take about an hour to have the results."

[member="Noah Corek"]

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]
"Alright man." Noah said as he directed Canal and Melissa into the living room. Noah pointed out a seat to Melissa and after she sat, he sat down next to her. "Alright Canal, lets get this over with." Noah told him as he and Melissa rolled up their sleeves, Melissa with her leather jacket and Noah with his fatigues jacket.

 

[Djorn Bline]

With no hesitation Canal took blood from the two and inserted it into his machine. "So, what should we do for one hour," he said looking at Noah and his daughter. There wasn't that much to do, unless they wanted to show the girl how to shoot a gun.

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[Noah Corek]

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]
Noah rubbed his chin as he racked his brain for things to do while they waited for the blood test to finish analyzing the blood to determine if Melissa was his daughter or not. After a minute or so, he finally came up with the idea. "You ever shot a blaster kid?" Noah asked as they sat. "I have a old blaster pistol and rifle that my mom said belonged to you." She said as she reached into and pulled out the two aforementioned weapons, one was a DB-08, a standard issue blaster rifle for the Republic Special Forces when Noah was a Commando, the other was a S6-C Blaster Pistol. It wasn't very uncommon to see, since it was now considered outdated, but the name in Aurabesh on the side was what made it stand out.

 

[Djorn Bline]

"Alright, firing guns it is, but no tanks or anything like that," Canal said to both individuals. The last thing they needed was a thirteen year old girl causing havoc on a planet just because of two soldiers. He looked at the two outdated weapons and wondered if they still worked. "Don't you think it'll explode of you pull the trigger? Besides, we want to the new stuff," he said as he went into Noah's closet and pulled out a repeater that he made for the Protectorate. "Now this, is way better."

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[Noah Corek]

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]
Noah rolled his eyes as Canal mentioned no tanks. "Oh yeah, like I'm going to let the kid drive around in a Skocha. And don't insult Mustang and Sally!" Noah told him as he picked up the two retro weapons and pointed to the etching on them. "You see these etchings and notches?" Noah told him point to the name Mustang and the over four hundred notches on the rifle and the name Sally and over a hundred notches on the pistol. "These are the weapons I used when I was a commando." Noah told him as he took Mustang by the strap and put it over his shoulder and then handed the pistol to Melissa.

 

[Djorn Bline]

"Still, I think it'll explode. But what the heck, let's shoot at something," he said as he began to walk outdoors. Outside of Noah's habitat was a shooting range. As he was in the in the area he pulled the trigger of the repeater and then azule blaster bolts came from the weapon. He continued to hold the trigger until it ran out of ammo. "Come on you two! Come out and shoot!"

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[Noah Corek]

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]
Noah chuckled as Canal yelled to them. Pick up the DB-08 and handing the S-6C to Melissa and walked out to the to the balcony and began to open fire on the targets, preferring to get headshots on his targets than to just spray like Canal did. Noah looked over at Melissa and smiled when he saw that she was expertly holding the pistol and hitting center-mass.
[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

The clone kept on spraying the targets with blaster fire from his repeater until it ran out of ammo. He let go of the weapon and heard a thud when it hit the ground and then pulled out his DC-15 sidearm, a pistol that was worth having due to having infinite ammunition in it. Aiming carefully, he began shooting and scoring head shots on the practice targets and would aim at the center so he wouldn't miss a shot. "Why don't we have a competition between the three of us? Most who has more headshots in thirty seconds is winner."

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