#clone trooper kicker

[mrfandomwars]

Summer of Whump

Prompt: Food Poisoning or Starvation

Warnings: Food Poisoning

Summary: The GAR is making sure that all the clones who had a trial remain silent about what they did after a series of means. 

They will make sure they stay quiet with whatever means necessary.

Banks just wished he didn't have to suffer one of the other means.

A/N: Sorry if Banks is a little OOC, haven't read his comic in a while...

Anyway, Kicker does exist! He appeared in Darth Vader's comics, I think...

Banks ate his food, gazing around, having a feeling that something was going to happen.

After all, with the leaks happening in the GAR tribunal, the higher nat-born officers were pressing down on any vode who escaped alive from their trials.

Including him, munch to his vode’s confusion.

Taking another bite from his food, He hid a wince at the taste.

Somehow, it was tasting worse than normal.

Soon finishing, Banks rose, grabbed his tray and put in place before walking out of the Mess Hall, nodding at the passing vode.

Time to work.

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Banks winced as he felt other pain in the stomach, which had been happening a lot more in that hour, making him struggle to remain in parade rest as it was his turn to stand guard on their base entrance.

If the any nat-born discovered that he was slipping, he would end up dead.

“Hey vod, everything okay?” Asked his partner for the task, Kicker, looking at him.

Nodding, Banks moved a hand to hover his stomach, hunching a bit forward.

Banks tried to breathe as the pain worsened.

“Vod?” Asked Kicker, as a hand touched Banks shoulder, making him tense before he forcibly relaxed.

How didn’t he notice Kicker approaching?

“I’m fine.” Said, through gritted teeth, Banks, before doubling over and letting out a small gasp as the pain worsened.

“Alright, that’s it, we are going to the medbay, I sent a message and our vode will be here in a minute to relieve us and with a stretcher.” Kicker said, grabbing Banks arm and putting it around his shoulders, hand on his blaster and looking around for enemies.

After a few moments, they heard footsteps before their vode revealed themselves.

“Come on.” Kicker said, walking towards the stretcher and dragging Banks with him.

The moment they were near, Banks was forced to lay down while the medics immediately started checking in on him while walking towards the medbay.

Banks didn’t know when they arrived, he just knew that the pain had become too much, and he had passed out after a pinch in his neck.

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(Later on, he would learn that someone had poisoned his food, and he had an idea of whom.

But he couldn’t say who was it, as it would be classified as treason.)

[AO3]

[kkrazy256]

terra.. your brain. I LOVE IT. Syrup for the space doggo being sweet and sticking ( get it... bc syrup is sticky ) to Waffles. IT'S CANON NOW. AAA. also omfgg yes to Rem telling Kicker some nice high up places. Kicker will give some he knows in exchange. big brain. also they can totally hang out sometimes. He's also who Lala brings with them to TMD concerts every now and then

Waffles and Syrup, the cutest duo. They should get cute little outfits with little medic patches on it.

Rem and Kicker omg friends. A week later they meet up again like, 'that place you recommended was super cool, so high up the wind almost made me fall off the ledge.' 'nice'

YES TMD RAVE TRIO LOVE THAT