More Coruscant is actually Hell ~
*Captain Dusk and his men were assigned to patrol the lower levels, because someone has to. He has all of his men with him, simply because of what happened last time. They've been patrolling for a few hours, and all of them are on edge. Including Lieutenat 80, a recent transfer from a frontline battalion.*
Dusk: *peers down an alley, forcefully ignoring the cold chills running down his spine*
Lieutenant 80: Hey, uh...Cap?
Dusk: *continues regarding the alley warily* What's up?
80: We've been walking in a straight line, right?
Dusk: *turns sharply, his heart sinking into his stomach* Why?
80: *shifts nervously* It's just...I enjoy looking at graffiti art, so I tend to notice it when I'm on patrol. And this is the third time we've passed that piece.
80: ...and this alley. You've...examined it every time we've walked by.
Dusk: ...Fuck. I didn't even notice.
80: *shrugs slightly* I only just noticed, Cap. Orders?
Dusk: *sighs deeply* Helmets on, weapons ready, and we look for whatever the fuck is trapping us.
80: Sir?
Dusk: *smiles grimly behind his helmet* In my experience, we need to go down.
80: ...yes, sir. Should we alert the Commanders?
Dusk: Is your comm working? Cause mine isn't.
80: ...fuck.
Dusk: *let's out a humorless laugh* Welcome to the Corrie Guard, LT.
*3 days later, Dusk and his men stumble into the Corrie Barracks. Five if his men are missing, several are missing pieces of armor.*
Dusk: *rips off his helmet* You're all dismissed, I'll handle Fox.
Fox: *hurries over, followed by Thire, Thorn, and Stone* Dusk, where the fuck have you been?
Dusk: *wipes a mix of dried blood and sweat off his brow* How long have we been missing?
Stone: *looking him over, worriedly* 3 days, vod'ika. We were considering sending out a squad to look for you.
Dusk: We got trapped in a space loop. We dealt with the creature causing it, no worries there. But I need to mark it on the map.
Thorn: Right. And then to the medic with you.
Dusk: Yes mother.
Fox: I sent the transfer with you, didn't I? I need to make sure he doesn't fall apart.
Fox: *pauses* How'd he do?
Dusk: *flashes a small grin* He noticed the loop before I did. He's gonna be just fine, assuming he can handle it.
Fox: Good. Get some rest vod'ika. You can give your report when you're not on the verge of dropping.
Dusk: Copy that, Commander Ori'vod.