Robin
Robin couldn't stop glaring as he watched a group of civilian men spit on his captain and commander as they hauled new wood. He would kill to be able to punch those smug looks off their faces, but for now glaring would be fine.
He sifted through the cargo trying to find specific nails at a 3.6 inch size, used for a nearly completed house. He dug around for a moment longer, procrastinating going back to the demanding woman. He finally mustered the will power to go back and finish the roof.
" well it is about time! You clones are so slow, taking months to free us from those separatists-"
He sets the nails in his nail gun, the two other clones, DK and Buzz, shot him irritated looks. The woman loudly prattling on and on about how she would do things, as she has been doing for the past 6 hours.
" She hasn't shut up." DK whispers near tears.
" we've asked her to leave twice sense you left." Buzz adds.
Robin makes a gesture with his nail gun, " no one has to know," he says softly.
They grin back at him, Buzz nodding excitedly.
" -are you even listening to me?!"
They all look back down at her, " yes ma'am."
" what was the last thing I said?"
" are you even listening to me?!" Robin imitates her voice and tone and begins setting the boards in place.
" well I never have seen such disrespectful behavior from you... You... meat droids!"
The trio stops looking and stares at her, DK in shock, Buzz in disbelief, and Robin in fury. He clenched his jaw and starts to pack up their tools.
" where do you think you're going?"
Buzz hops down and helps pack muttering to himself in mandoa, DK follows face becoming calm. The woman raises her hand to grab one of them, robin swats her away. Turning on her, angry.
" listen up you pathetic excuse of a-" he starts.
He's grabbed by two pairs of arms, one covering his mouth and clutching his torso, the other toppling him over and lifting his legs. Buzz patted his mouth, " sorry ma'am he's a little angry. We will need to report this incident to our general however-"
" no. That won't be necessary just finish up my roof."
Robin squirms, and muffles out a retort. Buzz shakes his head, " we have direct orders to report any insult towards us."
On that final statement the duo carried robin back to recovery.
Robin fumes as he's lifted up, squirming around angrily. He starts to feel his chest clench.
" calm down robin"
" I'm calm! I'm perfectly calm." His breathing becomes heavy and labored, heart rate starting to escalate
Dk drops his feet as Buzz swings him into a bridal carry, starting to sprint full speed to the ship.
"try not to have another heart attack. Please." Buzz pants.
Robin wheezes, clutching his chest, struggling to time his breathing, " s' not that" he manages to get out.
Buzz skids into the med bay, whiskers taking robin and setting him on one of the beds, pushing an inhaler into his mouth. Robin sucks in, starting to get his breath back, he starts to relax as he gains the ability to breathe.
" hey birdy how are we doing." Whiskers says softly, rubbing his back.
He elbows him in response, " shut up loth cat."
Whiskers smiles, grabbing his data pad, " so this was either an asthma attack or anxiety attack. Were you mad."
Robin looks down, " only a little"
" were you yelled at?"
He seems to shrink, " She called us meat droids."
Whiskers hums and takes robins pulse, " this is the fourth time this week birdy."
" please I'm begging you call me robin"
" no. I'm reporting this to tha'hali. You're out of recovery missions for now"
" but-"
Whiskers flicks his nose, " no buts you're stuck right here."
Robin turns to fuming, whiskers pats his shoulder, "you and I both know that you can't handle stress like this, it's not good for your heart."
Robin groans, his reason for being in recovery. His heart was weak, he couldn't run for long due to breathing issues, and he had a trick knee, needles to say he was not good for battle. In fact he had died twice already sense entering recovery, whiskers reviving him both times. He shifted on the bed, feeling the exaustion set in.
" I'm going to hook you up to the oxygen."
He grimaces, " can I not?"
" not a choice."
He hands him the tubes connected to a small cart, robin begrudgingly sets them in his nose as whiskers turns it on.
" stay put birdy."
He grumbled in response as whiskers stepped out. Whiskers stormed over to the jedi, " we need to talk about Robin."
" what's wrong?"
" he's having breathing issues. Triggered by-"
" by what buzz was telling me. Don't worry, we're handling it."
Tha'hali gestures to the now empty cargo bay, " we've finished one house, that's our minimum. We have no obligation to stay, and I'd rather leave soon." Her ear twitches irritably, " we'll be leaving in 5 minutes."
Whiskers raises his brow, " did they-"
" I was refered to as a glow stick wielding war monger."
Whiskers snorts and turns back to the ship, " I'll start securing the med bay."
