#captain armstrong

[lieutenantbanshee]

Cody, raising a brow at the commotion: What is that? Fox, sighing: Riot... Armstrong, Captain of Riot Company: WHO STARTS THE RIOT!? Riot: WE START THE RIOT! Armstrong, pounding on his shield: WHO STARTS THE RIOT!? Banshee: WE START THE KRIFFING RIOT!!! LET'S BURN THIS KRIFFER DOWN!!! Fox: Lieutenant. Armstrong, chuckling: Sorry, Commander Fox. You know he's just very enthusiastic... Fox: He shouldn't be enthusiastic about starting a riot... Armstrong: It's just our-- Fox: I know, but maybe you should remind your lieutenant you're not actually the ones starting the riot... Armstrong: Y-yes, sir... Banshee: ...What a dick... Fox: Fresher duty. Banshee: MAN! DAD!!! Armstrong, chuckling: Well, you can't call our marshal commander a dick. Cody: They're so... Fox: Thorn calls them "spirited". Cody, laughing: That's what Alpha-17 used to call us.

[cc1010fox]

Cody: Damn you, Fox. You snatch up every big clone that Kamino ships out... Fox: Clankers can't be intimidated. Our larger vode can put their size to good use here. Armstrong: Like this! Cody: Wh-- Fox: Armstrong! Armstrong, lifting Cody off his feet in a big hug: Welcome back to Coruscant, Commander Cody! Cody, melting: Th-thank you, Captain... Fox, sighing: He's going to try to steal you again, Armstrong... Armstrong, letting out a deep belly laugh: Oh, he knows I can't leave my boys! Cody: I wish you would... Armstrong, letting him down: I know you do, Commander...but these rare precious moments are special because they're so rare. Don't cheapen them by swiping me from Coruscant. Cody: You're right...I won't... Armstrong: I'll come get another hug before you leave, alright? An even bigger one. Cody: Alright... Fox, watching Armstrong walk away to find another vod to hug: Yeah, you're never taking that one from me. Cody: I wish I could. He always makes me feel like a cadet again... Fox: I know. We all know. Why do you think we call him Daddy? Cody: Because he's a seven foot wall of solid muscle...? Fox, smirking: That too. Nah, it's because he seems to know exactly what to say and do to comfort us, like a buir. Cody: ...But Daddy? Fox: He doesn't speak Mando'a. Cody: Oooh.

[lieutenantbanshee]

Banshee: HEY!!! YOU BUMPED MY KRIFFING ARM!!! YOU RUINED MY ART, BRO!!! Trooper, laughing: Looks like it's a sign to get your lazy Corrie shebs back to work. Banshee: I'M RIOT, DUMBASS!!! START A KRIFFING RIOT, AND I'LL HAVE SOMETHING TO DO!!! Trooper: Kriff, you're a loud little osik, aren't you? Banshee: YOU'RE LUCKY I CAN'T GET INTO ANOTHER FIGHT OR I'LL HAVE TO CLEAN THE RIOT FRESHER FOR A WEEK!!! Trooper: Oh yeah? So you can't do anything if I shut that mouth of yours? Banshee: BRO!!! I JUST SAID I'M IN RIOT!!! Trooper: What does that have to do with what I just said? Banshee: DAAAAAAAAAAD!!!!! Trooper: Did you just yell for your...dad? Armstrong, a hulk of a clone who stands at 7 feet tall: What's going on here? Banshee, are you alright, my boy? Banshee, pouting: He's bullying me... Armstrong: Are you bullying one of my boys? Trooper, gulping: N-no! I apologize! I'm really sorry! Armstrong: Oh, good! Because I would hate to send a brother to the infirmary. Trooper: Yeah! That would b-be really unfortunate! Luckily, I'm very very sorry! Armstrong: Banshee? Banshee: ...Yeah, sure. I forgive him. Trooper, letting out a relieved sigh: Stars, thank you! Armstrong: Now, please let my boy do his art in peace. Trooper: Yeah! No problem! Banshee, grumping: I coulda taken him. Armstrong, chuckling: Of course, my boy!

[frimleyblogger]

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