#fierygeneraltm

[star-trekker-0013]

Reassigned

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Amaya played with the edge of her glove as the shuttle carrying her and a handful of other Stormtroopers landed in the Finalizer. The bronze attachment to her pauldron indicated that she was a sniper, compared to the others. One of the best as well, despite it not being a fair statement.

When the Advanced Readiness program shut down, the few survivors of the experiment were sent out to the field. For the most part, it was a success. Their enhanced abilities made them stronger soldiers in their field. The only thing separating Amaya was the fact that she volunteered to join the First Order. She wasn’t born into it like the others.

Now with the completion of Starkiller base, they had reassigned her to the Finalizer. Double checking that her rifle was safely attached, she wondered for the hundredth time why they sent her here.

[galacticmuses]

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Millicent chuckled, moving to where she would be out of the way and sitting on the edge of his desk with her own cup. It was good to see him smile; considering all the shit he had to deal with every day. She was glad she didn’t have to be in charge of an army. 

“Look who’s talking about sleep. When’s the last time you got some shut-eye?” She took another sip. “I'd say you need it more.” 

[smallbeanfromspace]

Dopheld had been fine with Hux ignoring him during the meeting and he’d been fine when he didn’t pay attention on the bridge but as the day wore on, so did his patience.

“Hi, I’ve been subtle at hinting that I want your attention all day and you haven’t noticed once and now I’m pissed.”

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[galacticmuses]

@fierygeneraltm​ sent: “Where did you come from?” “Hm?” Asa turned, lost in thought before she realized the general had been speaking to her. “I was born on Coruscant, if that’s what you’re asking. Unless you mean how did I come to work intelligence for the Order?”

[dreamsand-miracles]

“Need me to help you reach that?"

Sandy stood before one of the massive bookshelves that made up the library, pure determination displayed on his face as he eyed the book he needed.

The library, despite being one of the more prestigious ones in London, did have one major flaw. Which was that it wasn’t very catering towards those who were more... vertically challenged as one might put it. And Sandy, very much fit that category standing at a whopping 4′5. Which was a perfectly respectable height if you asked him, most people just happened to be far too tall.

And of course, the very book he needed for his research just so happened to be placed on a shelf that was just out of his reach.

Standing on the tips of his toes, Sandy stretched his fingers out towards the book he wanted. Straining his hardest to try and reach it, only barely getting his fingers to brush against the wood of the shelf. It was then that a voice broke through the air, and Sandy turned to look up at the taller red head. A gracious smile pulling at his lips at the offer.

He nodded, taking a step away from the shelf to allow the man to come closer. Sandy then pulled out the notepad he carried with him, flipping it to an empty page before he scribbled down the book’s title. Presenting it towards the man so he’d know the exact book Sandy was after.

[smallbeanfromspace]

@fierygeneraltm

Dopheld Mitaka was incredibly stressed out about his current major. He wanted to be an art major with a photography minor. His parents on the other hand threatened to withhold his college tuition money unless he went for business. He carries a stack of books into the apartment he shared with his roommate, Armitage Hux who was sitting on the couch. He drops the books on the kitchen counter and huffs. “Shoot me. Just shoot me.”

[scavxngerprxncess]

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@fierygeneraltm

Rey studied the wounded man, feeling a mix of pity and worry. Here was the spy that had been assisting them. All this time it was Hux. He was a broken man in some ways. And it was clear he wasn’t sure how to trust them yet.

“It will help the painkillers works. Trust me,” she answered, one hand gently resting on his arm.