hamadaxfighter! :\\ Padawan Hamada;
ADVANTAGES varied when one was as small as Hiro was. Not only did the spider droids have a hard time hitting him, they also seemed to lose TRACK of him easily - allowing him to sneak around them and tear through their machinery. Though it wasn’t IDEAL, Hiro’s odd fascination with mechanics often helped in battle, which was why he was so quick to move in defense of the shifting pack. The change in tactic caused response in each machine, indicating a group mentality among them. He quickly turned, scanning the field, spotting the hacked droid taking point with SINKER. Turning, he swept a hand out, fingers curling as he hoisted one deactivated droid up ( with effort ), sending it slamming into an incoming cluster, delaying their advance on SINKER and his team. “ Keep moving ! ”
Twisting the vibro-blade in hand, he slid a foot back, white-lilac blade poised BEHIND him, eyes narrowed. In the midst of scanning the incoming Separatist droids, he heard it - a CLONE TROOPER running for his position. He stood upright, blinking as he stared, looking almost SURPRISED. He wasn’t used to this part - being at the helm of everything. Hiro shifted and moved closer to the taller, brows pinching just slightly. DESPITE the tension, he couldn’t help but crack a smirk, head tilting as he laughed a little. “ I think I’m gonna LIKE you. ”
Hiro glanced around, swinging his saber from a backswing, tossing it up before grabbing in a forward swinging motion, blocking what bolts BOOST did not - he moved around him in rapid succession, keeping him just as protected. As soon as the TROOPER crouched, Hiro moved. “ Sorry about this ! ” Boot planted against Boost’s back, little padawan quickly climbing up on the other’s shoulders. With practiced ease, he LEAPT upwards, twisting in the air, a leg swinging out to maneuver him sideways in just enough time to DODGE a bolt. Landing atop the droid, he quickly jammed both the vibro-blade and lightsaber through the top, sparks POPPING as the mechanics failed. Hiro slid down the collapsing metal, trotting the last few steps to Boost. “ Right. About that BOOST of yours… ”
They were getting surrounded. PERFECT. “ I’ve only really thought about trying this once - I’ve never actually DONE it before. But, if we can pull this off, we might be able to wipe out this GROUP fast. It’s a TACTIC designed for another trooper I know, but you seem up for the CHALLENGE. ” Hiro smirked, moving to slide the vibro-blade back into the sheath against his leg, shoulders rotating as he adjusted his grip on his lightsaber. He held out a hand, looking to the other, silently gesturing for him to grab hold. “ I need you to build up as MUCH momentum as you can. Once you get a decent amount, THROW me into that hoard of incoming Clankers. I’ll cut from the inside, you fire from the OUTSIDE. They think they’ve got us surrounded… let’s make ‘em REGRET it. ”
Eye was focused on the split squad, moving to the moving squad. Sinker was an excellent combat trooper; usually handling situations with a grace that was rarely found among the younger troopers within the pack. He knew he could have things mostly under control, however.. he also knew that his boys had every ability to do this job without him being present for now. The only time they would hesitate or even should hesitate... would be if they found themselves in a situation where there was an unexpected hiccup. His men weren’t hard to throw off. Adaptable, swift. The only one that usually struggled to keep up anymore was Den. With his leg causing problems, his ability to keep up was lower. Which was why he ran defense while the commander himself ran offense.
Boost was likely the more laid back of the group, often the one wanting to be in the middle of the fight as long as he was going to be causing a fuss for the seppies. Happy just to be part of the fight, where there were troopers that he knew of that wouldn’t even be excited over that much. But throwing the padawan? Might be crossing a boundary somewhere. Regardless of that fact, there was likely not any other choice here. The trooper shifted, peering around for a moment before he noticed the droids bearing down. Trooper shifted to stay out of range of the blaster bolts that were flying towards them; head shifting down to avoid a satisfactory headshot for the clankers. There was a light pressure from the padawan using him as a boost otherwise, helm shifting just enough to see the padawan taking out the droid that was bearing down on them.
However, the trooper shifted when he saw the little commander return triumphantly. Unseen smile passed lips as the trooper shifted a little. “Nice one, kid.” There was a moment of silence, the trooper shifting to take out a few battle droids before returning his attention to the little padawan. “Show me where you need to go, I’ll get you there.” The trooper knew things would only get so difficult before they would get better. He listened to the kid as he watched to make sure they weren’t going to be attacked in the middle of their planning. Hand moved to grip the kid’s hand, moving to start momentum up once he was explained what was needing done. He spun a few times, building up the momentum as best he could before letting the kid go.
A movement of the commander was made, a line of troopers settling to either side of him to give the padawan cover fire while he had the ability to fight from the inside of the hoard. Corporal settled at the top of a ridge, the ARCs at his back while he focused fire on droids that were getting too close to the pack, the grouping with Sinker laying into another round of droids alongside their currently reprogrammed companion. As long as those fighting weren’t allowing themselves to feel overwhelmed, they would be alright. Boost took his assault rifle back into his hands, moving to side step back towards their commander.
Wolf commed from his perch, an attempt to make sure the padawan would be unharmed within the grouping. “You doin’ alright in there?”
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