Oct. 26, 2008 -
Erika clutched the transport handle. She was making her way to the barracks with a basket of cookies for the clone troops. She was on Coruscant in a CTA (Coruscant Transport Agency) vehicle. The vehicle lurched to a stop, more people (and creatures) got on. Erika got up and got off. The barracks were about a block away, she started out on the platform, humming peacefully. She paused to tie her sneaker, and she spotted two Imperial troopers headed her way. Oh great. Here come the White Jobs. She stood up, dusted her skirt off and put on her "Happy Citizen Face."
The troopers sauntered past her and went behind a building. Erika had a good idea what they were doing, so she Force jumped to a balcony on an apartment building nearby. She watched as the troops circled back. They then spoke in bewildered tones, then one said, " I can never find a girl! They all run away when they see us coming. " He looked sad. Stupid but cute, that's a stormtrooper private. She used the Force to turn the troopers helmets around. She giggled and ran off. The troopers fixed helmets and looked at each other. They ran away.
Erika arrived at the barracks and sighed. "Jate ad'ike." Good lads. She walked in through the gates and to the main building. The public relations, the mess hall, the generals' quarters and the briefing and conference rooms were in this building. Erika snuck past the front desk, where a cranky looking rodian sat, arguing with an even crankier looking trandoshan. She made past General Zey and Captain Maze, who were in deep conversation with a mandalorian that Erika nodded to with a smile. He nodded back and then Maze closed the door.
Then, she was were she wanted to be, the mess hall. She went to the closest droid and asked him a question, it made a fuss then she put her hand over it's main circuitry. It quieted down and she walked over to a group of infantry soldiers. She smiled and handed the nearest clone the basket. Vode an, burc'ya. They smiled back. " Take care," she said. She left, praying to God for their safety.
The troopers were delighted to eat something sweet. They talked about blowing up droids, joked about the special ops detachments, and hope they didn't die the next day. They have no mother, no father. They only have each other.
Erika left with another purpose in her heart.
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In case you are wondering, my story doesn't have a time line, I just throw people in there.
Tell me what you think!
Comments
Oct. 27, 2008 - Untitled Comment
Holo from SeaChel
Aww, that's really sweet! Luv it!!
~SeaChel
P.S. I can't post it right now, but I will have my part of the story up later today. This idea of Monster's is really great, don't you think? :-D
Oct. 27, 2008 - Untitled Comment
Holo from padawan16
I sound really cheesey, but I have a soft spot for the troopers. TAKE THAT FIGGA12!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lol.
Thanks SeaChel!
Oct. 27, 2008 - Untitled Comment
Holo from SeaChel
Your turn!!! Have fun! :-D It's the second post on my blog.
~Wolf Woman
