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Lunchtime in the mess Hall for the cadets brought only small comfort to the cadets of Covor Squad. Their failure in the simulation room still weighed on them. Normally the mess Hall was a place where the cadets could let their guard down and just be you the children they were. Here XE-8390 could go by her nickname ‘Sketcher’ which she got because she drew in her spare time in the barracks and sometimes used her talent to draw war plans down, MD-4077 could go by her nickname ‘Medic’, KR-4554 could go by his nickname ‘Kicker’ and TX-2054 could be ‘Trigger’.

               “We still have six months before graduation” said Medic.

               “True.” said kicker “but if we don't shape up in that time things won't go well for us”

               Sketcher didn't say anything, in situations like in the mess Hall she feels perfectly safe too refer to herself and her fellow cadets by their nicknames instead of their stormtrooper numbers Inside her head while During more official times like the simulation rooms she tries to refer herself and her fellow cadets by their numbers to keep a sense of discipline that the First Order required of its stormtroopers. But right now, sketcher didn't feel like chatting. Not going to the finalizer to complete her training it just felt so unthinkable.

               “Hey, are you feeling alright?” asked Medic Who was sitting next to Sketcher. “We still have time to get our act together.”

               “Feeling like you let down the squad, Blue?” asked Trigger who had just come over from the serving line with a tray Laden with food and a cup of water.

               Sketcher hated that nickname because it was given to her when she was a child who couldn't stop crying, by Trigger. “Why don't you layoff me hot head If we had done things your way, we would have fared much worse in the Sim today.”

               Trigger glared at her “it was the fact that you had to wait out and strategize this whole thing that messed us up, you took so long to come up with a plan that the enemy got bored and came for us.”

               Sketcher knew she shouldn't let her temper get the best of her but the frustration of today’s simulation, and her lawn standing frustration with hot head always he's getting on her nerves was getting the best of her now.

               “I wasn't the only one and debating him strategizing we all were even you. I was thinking like is soldier should. Like Captain Phasma would.” she said gesturing to the posters of the vaunted her storm trooper leader that were all over the mess hall’s wall. The first order stormtrooper youth All look up to her as an example seeking to become like a storm trooper with a name another simple childish nickname but an actual name and authority personified with the captain's cape. “You need to cool off and start thinking with that brain of yours instead of with your fists and your blaster.”

Star Wars was created by George Lucas
the fan fiction characters are mine

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Description

Lunchtime in the mess Hall for the cadets brought only small comfort to the cadets of Covor Squad. Their failure in the simulation room still weighed on them. Normally the mess Hall was a place where the cadets could let their guard down and just be you the children they were. Here XE-8390 could go by her nickname ‘Sketcher’ which she got because she drew in her spare time in the barracks and sometimes used her talent to draw war plans down, MD-4077 could go by her nickname ‘Medic’, KR-4554 could go by his nickname ‘Kicker’ and TX-2054 could be ‘Trigger’.

               “We still have six months before graduation” said Medic.

               “True.” said kicker “but if we don't shape up in that time things won't go well for us”

               Sketcher didn't say anything, in situations like in the mess Hall she feels perfectly safe too refer to herself and her fellow cadets by their nicknames instead of their stormtrooper numbers Inside her head while During more official times like the simulation rooms she tries to refer herself and her fellow cadets by their numbers to keep a sense of discipline that the First Order required of its stormtroopers. But right now, sketcher didn't feel like chatting. Not going to the finalizer to complete her training it just felt so unthinkable.

               “Hey, are you feeling alright?” asked Medic Who was sitting next to Sketcher. “We still have time to get our act together.”

               “Feeling like you let down the squad, Blue?” asked Trigger who had just come over from the serving line with a tray Laden with food and a cup of water.

               Sketcher hated that nickname because it was given to her when she was a child who couldn't stop crying, by Trigger. “Why don't you layoff me hot head If we had done things your way, we would have fared much worse in the Sim today.”

               Trigger glared at her “it was the fact that you had to wait out and strategize this whole thing that messed us up, you took so long to come up with a plan that the enemy got bored and came for us.”

               Sketcher knew she shouldn't let her temper get the best of her but the frustration of today’s simulation, and her lawn standing frustration with hot head always he's getting on her nerves was getting the best of her now.

               “I wasn't the only one and debating him strategizing we all were even you. I was thinking like is soldier should. Like Captain Phasma would.” she said gesturing to the posters of the vaunted her storm trooper leader that were all over the mess hall’s wall. The first order stormtrooper youth All look up to her as an example seeking to become like a storm trooper with a name another simple childish nickname but an actual name and authority personified with the captain's cape. “You need to cool off and start thinking with that brain of yours instead of with your fists and your blaster.”

Star Wars was created by George Lucas
the fan fiction characters are mine

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