#tcw massiff

[kaminocasey]

Must Love Massiffs

Summary: You meet an unexpected person at the park who happens to have a massiff just like you.

Pairing: Sergeant Hound x GN!Reader

WC: 1.6K

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; Name calling.

A/N: If you can't tell, I got this idea from the romcom "Must Love Dogs" starring Diane Lane and John Cusack lol. I'm a diehard romantic. Always. Anyway, I'd not written anything for Hound yet, so here we are! <3

Your day hadn’t started off well. First, you got let go from your job at the bank that you had worked at for the last six years. Then, you spilled your coffee all over your new leather seats of your speeder. And finally, your massiff, Zio, had gotten out and ran down your street toward the park so now, you’re chasing after her trying to make sure she doesn’t scare someone or get run over. 

A great fucking day, right? Just the absolute best. What next?

“Zio!” You call out, losing her out of your sight. 

“This fucking massiff.” You grumble. “I knew I should have taken the lazy tooka home…” 

You grumble, but you love Zio with your entire heart. Normally, she’d wait for you to put her leash on, so the fact that she ran out the door like that kind of worries you.

“WOAH! DOWN BOY!” You hear someone in the park shout. “DOWN GRIZZER!”

You turn around and start running immediately, seeing Zio sniffing out another excited massiff and his Coruscant Guard owner. 

“Zio, down!” You yell, a little afraid that this guy could hurt Zio or even arrest you.

You really didn’t know much about the Coruscant Guard other than they were basically glorified detectives and worked closely with the chancellor, senate, and Jedi. People you didn’t really care much for. “Do you mind?” The clone snaps at you in a rude, modulated voice. “Don’t you know what a leash is?” 

You glare at him, pulling Zio back toward you, leashing her. “Obviously that’s what I was trying to do, thanks.” “This is a leash-only park.” The Corrie tells you, ignoring your comment.

“Yeah, I know, asshole.” You finally get her to sit. “She ran out and I’ve been chasing her for six blocks. You gonna arrest me or something? Because if not, I’ve got places to be.” 

You get a look at his intricately decorated helmet. It’s different from any Corrie helmet you’ve ever seen. It actually looks really cool, but you’re not gonna tell this asshole that. It has grey and white jags with a red V that goes down over the visor from the top. It’s interesting. But unfortunately, the helmet belongs to a dick.

“Okay, great.” You nod when he says nothing, walking Zio away. “Let’s go, Zio.” 

When you get to the edge of the park and let Zio do her business there, you look back at the Corrie and he’s still watching you with a tilted head. Whatever. You turn back around and then head home once Zio is done. 

“You’re rotten, you know that?” You talk to her, shaking your head. 

She looks back at you slightly, clearly pleased with herself. 

“Sorry, girl. It’s been a long day…” You sigh. 

When you get home, you let Zio off the leash and feed her dinner then go and sit down on the couch. 

Now what? Job hunting… that’s what.

When Zio is done scarfing down her dinner, she comes and lays on the couch with you, putting her head on your lap, sweetly, as you search the holonet for the help wanted ads.

“It’s impossible to stay upset with you, you know that?” You pet her scaly skin and she rolls over so you can rub her belly. “I think you do actually know that.”

The next day, on your walk with Zio you can’t help but wonder if that Corrie from yesterday will be there. Not that you particularly care, you just want to steer clear of him.

You sit down on the park bench, pulling out your book after you make sure to clip Zio to the bench. 

“Zio, sit.” You tell her. 

She does and you give her a treat, patting her on the head and then open your book. While you read a couple chapters of your book, she lays at your feet, enjoying the warm Coruscant sun on her scaly skin. 

“Good girl.” You pat her again and then go back to your book.

“Um, excuse me.” You hear a familiar voice that you were really hoping to not hear. 

This time the voice wasn’t modulated, though. With a roll of your eyes, you sit your book down and look up at the Corrie. Except you were expecting a regular looking clone. Not an incredibly handsome bearded one with longer blond highlighted hair that’s pulled back out of his face.

To say you're stunned is an understatement. You’re practically speechless and you know your jaw must be on the ground. 

“Hi.” He smiles. “We met yesterday?” 

You look down at his massiff, you think his name was Grizzer, he’s got on his leash. Grizzer sniffs at Zio, who seems uninterested today. Maybe she was unimpressed after yesterday.

“I remember. Are you here to arrest me today?” You look up at him with a straight face.

“Actually, I came to bring you this.” He offers you a cup of caf. “We got off on the wrong foot.”

“Yeah, you were a bit of an asshole.” You nod. 

“I was… I’m sorry.” He continues to hold the caf out for you. “It was a bit of a rough day yesterday.”

“Yeah, me too…” You take the cup from him and scoot down the bench a bit as a way of asking him to sit. “Sorry about that.”

He nods and sits a little bit away from you, giving you space, and clips Grizzer to the bench. Zio sits up again, staring at Grizzer and the Corrie, still deciding if they’re a threat.

“No uh, helmet today?” You ask him, taking a sip of the caf, which is black. 

You reach into your bag for a few sweetener packets and then put the empty packets into your jacket pocket to throw away at home. 

“Sorry, I didn’t know how you took it.” The Corrie apologizes. 

“No worries. I always keep sweetener packets on me for when strangers offer me caf.” You smile finally. 

“Really?” He asks with a raised eyebrow.

“No.” You chuckle.

He lets out a laugh, which you unfortunately can’t help but notice is nice and makes you smile a bit more.

“But yeah, no helmet today. I was um… hoping I’d run into you today and I didn’t want you to see me as a threat.” He admits.

Oh. “That’s very… thoughtful.” You nod.

He pats Grizzer on the head and then looks at you again. “I’m Hound.” 

You tell him your name and he smiles.

“It’s nice to meet you. Again, that is.” 

“Likewise. And this is Grizzer?” You nod at the massiff which is still sitting with his tongue hanging out, still watching Zio.

“Yeah. My good ol’ boy.” He rubs Grizzer’s head again. “Zio, right?” 

You nod, touched that he remembered her name. “Yeah.” 

“Well, it’s really good to meet you both.” He grins. 

You both sit there and sip your caf in comfortable silence, watching as your massiffs both lay back down, not missing that they’re pointed toward each other. 

“Is it okay if I ask why you had a rough day?” Hound asks after a while.

“Oh… I lost my job… and then spilled caf in my speeder… and then this brat got out.” You nod down at Zio before looking at him again. 

“Oh, I’m so sorry.” He tells you.

You can tell he’s genuinely sorry. You shrug, though. 

“I’ll figure it out.” You look out at the park.

“What did you do?” He asks.

“I worked at a bank as a teller for the last six years.” You sigh. “It wasn’t the greatest job in the entire world, but I’m fluent in many languages and I enjoyed seeing different people every day, you know?”

“Well… um… I know that my commander was looking to hire a receptionist for the chancellor.” Hound tells you. “If that’s something you’d be interested in?”

It’s sweet that he’s thinking of you like this, but you hate Palpatine. The man is a creep and gives you extremely bad vibes. Anytime you see him on the news, you can’t help but think that he looks like he’d be a villain in a movie.

“Yeah, no. I hate that guy.” You smile. “But thank you… seriously.” 

“So do we.” Hound shrugs. “Hate him, that is…”

You admire his honesty. You’d not dealt with many clones so you don’t have much to compare him to, but you’re surprised you’re enjoying Hound’s company. 

“He doesn’t care about the clones… just wants us to win his war.” Hound finishes his coffee and looks down at Grizzer.

Your heart breaks for him, this man you don’t really know. Him and the other clones. You’re not ignorant. You know that people don’t treat them like the human being that they are. It’s not right.

“Well, I better get home. I have to get cracking on the job hunting.” You tell him, not making a move to get up.

You don’t exactly want to leave, but you really do have a bit of a busy day planned. 

“If you’re not too busy in the morning… There’s this great breakfast spot near the Senate Dome that allows Grizzer in… I’m sure they’d let Zio in too?” He asks, taking a sip of his caf.

“Are you asking me out on a date?” You ask him.

“Yeah, I am.” He grins. “Even though you think I’m an asshole.”

“Used to…” You laugh. “But yes. Breakfast sounds nice.” 

You pull out an old business card, write your comm channel on it, and give it to Hound. 

“Send me the details.” You smile, unclipping Zio and standing up.

Hound does the same with Grizzer. “I’ll send you the deets.”

You chuckle. “Can’t wait.”

Turning with Zio, you start walking but hear Hound say “Grizz… did I really just say ‘deets’? Maker, I’m such a di’kut.”

You can’t help but chuckle to yourself as you continue walking home, already looking forward to the next morning.

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[coalmonger]

Typical Dogma au :))

[comradewolfe]

[clone-anon]

I received a request for something platonic with Fox, Thire, Thorn, and Hound and an artistic padawan!reader, so here goes. Obviously Grizzer is going to be there too.

You usually kept a low profile when you were out of the Jedi temple.  You sat not far from some clones you knew well, but didn’t go over and say hi, hoping you could capture them in the moment.  Thire, Thorn, Hound, and Fox all sat around a table eating lunch and you were tucked away in a chair off in the corner.  You made a quick sketch of them and then filled in some details.  It must be a pretty good day because they were all smiling and joking.  

Somehow, Hound had managed to get Grizzer in here and the massiff sat next to the table waiting for any scraps.  It wasn’t long before you could tell the massiff smelled something, turning around, sniffing in the air.  That something turned out to be you.  Grizzer smiled and bounded toward you.

“Grizzer!” Hound jumped up and followed, assuming his massif was up to no good.  He sighed a little when he saw you, feeling relieved.

“Oh good,” Hound said.  “It’s you. Don’t need to get kicked out of here over an upset stranger.”

You gave Grizzer some good scritches and the massiff snuggled up to you, seemingly looking at your sketch. 

“What’s that,” Hound asked.

“Oh, I umm,” you got a little shy, but he had already seen, so you let him have a better look.

“Hey boys,” he waved to the others. “Get over here. Look at this.”

Thorn, Thire, and Fox all came over and looked at your work.

“You managed to capture each of us,” Thorn said quietly.

“We look like brothers but individuals,” Thire added.

“You made me look less tired,” Fox joked and Thorn bumped his arm with a smirk.

“Look at Grizzer,” Hound said. “Look at that perfect face.  Such a wonderful likeness.”

“Can we have a copy,” Thire asked.

You hadn’t even considered it.  It was just a sketch and unbeknownst to them, you sketch them and their brothers quite a lot.

“Sure,” you said, smiling.

“Do you have any others,” Fox asked.

“Well, yeah,” you admitted.

They waited while you pulled out other sketches and they relived the moments you had captured.

[trudemaethien]

We Live By This Code

Rated G, Gen, Commander Cody & Original Child Character (Also named Cody) Epistolary, friendship, brotherhood, coming of age fic, war, bg O66 happens, tcw era and imperial era, canonical clone deaths mentioned, massiffs and tookas

Written for @clonebang 2023, with art by kippysaurus!

Excerpts from some of Cody & Cody’s letters:

Your Mom has excellent taste in names, if I do say so myself. I am curious: if you were going to pick your own name, what would it be?

You don't need to answer that if you don’t want to.

…

I told my Mom what you said about her having good taste and she laughed really hard for a long time. I think if I had to pick a name it would be …

—[several lines of scribbled out, completely illegible scratches]—

Wow, this is a really really super hard question! I don’t know any good names unless they are already someone’s name, and I don’t want to be like anyone else. Cody is a good name and I’m glad it’s mine and that it’s yours. How did you choose it? I’m going to ask my Mom how she picked it too. Did you ever name anyone else, like maybe one of your little brothers?

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[ladykagewaki]

Science Ray Part 3/3

Now the (not so dramatic)conclusion!

Science Ray Part 1

Science Ray Part 2

@the-sith-in-the-sky-with-diamond @oldmanwithashield @marierg @indira-korr @ladykatakuri @chrissywakingup @zaya-mo

[bibannana]

Waxer *watching as chaos unfolds*: I like when I get good ideas like that.

Wooley *baffled*: You call that a good idea?!

Waxer *nods*: Yes. The thing you told me to fix has been fixed.

*gunship groans and falls over*

Boil *eyes wide*: I don't think that was good.

Cody *eye twitching*: Waxer!!!

[starqueensthings]

coming soon!

The Only Exception:

Foreword, Basics, and References

Basics: 3rd POV, primarily following the main character (OC) with occasional shifts to other perspectives (separated by chapter). 

Pairing: Captain Howzer x fem!OC; then Jesse x fem!OC; then maybe something else… maybe something of the same… TEEHEE

Characters: more clone OC’s than I can count, tons of human OC’s, Twi-lek OC’s, many of our favourite TCW characters like Fives, Echo, Jesse, Kix, and Rex playing large parts of the story. Tup, Hardcase, Dogma, Cody, Keeli, and others also make appearances. 

Rating: will shift chapter by chapter between 16+ for mature themes, and 18+ for explicit themes. 

Posting Schedule: will not be consistent. The undulation of ADHD means there are days to weeks where my brain can’t translate a single sentence from thought to written word, so I’m hesitant to commit to a structured, weekly schedule but will do my best.

Things that probably don’t need to be noted, but because I’m both anxious and uncontrollably long-winded, I feel the need to explain: 

This work was written novel style, and not necessarily the traditional 2nd POV, x reader fanfiction style that we all know and love. These characters have names, histories, appearances that are both eluded to and mildly described, as well as personality traits that may not be desirable to some. For example: the main character, June, harbors some resentment toward men because of some lingering trauma from her past, and unfortunately lets it influence many of her decisions. There are times, particularly in the beginning of the story, where she can be highly sensitive to what some would consider harmless, off-the-cuff remarks, and becomes combative and irrational as a result. Her reactions are particularly placed to emphasize aspects of her character, so that we can witness her growth and/or regressions throughout the story. 

In that same token, this story will hover around + touch on some uncomfortable  topics, particularly toward the end. Whump/angst/hurt+comfort/fluff/smut will all be present themes, and I WILL be tagging each chapter very clearly and very thoroughly. SA and parental trauma will be eluded to throughout the entirety of the story and recollected/explained toward the end. Additionally, smut scenes will be segregated into their own chapters and will be written as not to affect the flow of the story, so if you choose to skip those, you don’t miss out on anything plot wise. All of that being said, this is largely a light hearted story about growth and unexpected love as it presents itself in several forms. 

Additionally (and very importantly) June is highly intelligent and medically proficient. I am neither of those things. Not even close. I tried to research as much medical terminology as possible prior to/during writing, but probably 75% of it will make no sense to someone who’s very familiar with medical things/conditions/procedures. Lastly, I tried to keep this story as canon compliant as possible, but the Clone Wars timeline is challenging to navigate. Creative liberty was taken in some spots where canon is murky, but otherwise I tried to remain as true to the Star Wars events as we know them. Language will fluctuate mildly between in-universe and modern day. I kept it as Star Wars as possible, but absolutely refuse to use “transparisteel” in place of glass, “flimsi” makes me cringe, and will always prefer shower over “sonic” lol 

Common Star Wars words are below:

Holo Computer: Desktop Computer

Holopad: kinda like a cellphone

Datapad: kinda like an iPad/tablet

Durasteel: metal

Duraplas: plastic

Massiff: a dog-ish creature that kinda looks like an alligator lol

“Kriff”: “Fuck” or “Shit” (a swear word, not the noun of a fuck or a shit lol)

“Kriffing”: “Fucking” (adjective, not the action of fucking)

Chrono: watch/clock

Hoverbed: like a gurney or hospital bed that floats 

Air Speeder: floating car with side-by-side seats

Speeder bike: floating motorcycle

Fresher: washroom/bathroom/loo

Di’kut: Idiot

Mesh’la: beautiful (noun)

Cyare: darling (noun)

Caf: coffee

“Maker” or “Gods” or “Stars”: “God” or “Lord” (frustrated; not religious lol)

Camtono: a cooler/portable freezer

Flimsi: paper

a bajillion more listed in this fantastic post.

Terms I made up because canon was lacking (list is on-going):

NBA or Nociceptor Blocking Agent: the pain injection we see them jab into peoples necks

USI or Universal Serum Injector: the injection tool itself (serum vial is loaded per dose)

Defibrillator “defib” Pods: small, high tech, portable defibrillator

Cleanser Tube: essentially a washing machine recessed into the hall. Very similar to a front loading washing machine where only the door is visible. 

Sanitation Station: a weird contraption that cleans/disinfects someone’s hands before coating them in nitrile (instead of pulling on surgical gloves). 

“Maker have mercy”: “for the love of God” (frustrated; not religious lol) 

Blue wine: white wine

Purple wine: red wine

Cauterizing Pen/Electromagnetic Stapler: used in the place of stitches

MedScanner: I did not conceptualize the scanner itself, but did make up all the settings and uses lol

“Flimsi Flinger”: “Paper Pusher”

“Double-barrelled Blaster”: a double edged sword

[sleepingsun501]

You're making me love Fox so much with these headcanons... Do you have any more?

Hi Anon! I’m so glad you enjoyed my Fox headcanons! I do have some more:

Fox Headcanons (part 3)

Part 1 & Part 2 here.

Because he works around civilians so often, he rarely draws his blasters. He always tries to avoid drawing his weapons if he can help it, and tries to avoid firing them even more. This also means he is extremely accurate when he shoots. He doesn’t waste ammo and he doesn’t often miss. If he wasn’t the Marshal Commander of the Coruscant Guard, he would’ve been a sniper.

Fox has a green thumb. He’s absolutely fascinated by gardening and plants and just has a knack for it, and he finds it extremely ironic and irritating that he got stationed on a planet with no natural foliage. I imagine Cody or Bly bringing him a small, potted, flowering plant from one of their campaigns and he keeps it in his office. Fox rarely imagines what his ideal life would look like, but he would want to be a gardener on some lush world full of plants… and he’d totally grow his own caf beans.

He is hyper-organized because he’s got no time for clutter. His office is pristinely organized and he knows exactly where everything is at all times. He also labels everything. (Wolffe likes to prank him by mislabeling his stuff)

His private quarters are the same way. He makes his bed every morning, he’s got a perfectly folded and hung towel in his private refresher, his dirty clothes are in a hamper, and he stole an extra pillow from supply and never told anybody. He also methodically stacks his armor so he can get it on fast if he needs to.

I don’t think Fox likes super spicy food (when he’s not living off caf and ration bars). He can handle spicy food, and he’s ok with a little bit of spice sometimes, but it’s not his first choice and prefers his food to just be savory.

That being said, I think he has a sweet tooth. After tasting chocolate, it quickly becomes his favorite thing ever, especially dark chocolate.

Animals love him. Tookas and massiffs just gravitate toward him and want attention from him all the time. I think Hound’s massiff, Grizzer, knows her way to Fox’s office. So anytime Hound brings her around, he just lets her off the leash because he knows she’ll go straight to Fox and curl up on his feet.

He can be extremely stoic, but he does laugh and smile more than people think—it’s usually because of his batchmates or Thorn. One of his favorite things to do have a good laugh is to pester Wolffe or one-up him in their ongoing prank war.

Fox and the other commanders learned how to dance from watching Wolffe. I’ve had this headcanon forever that Wolffe’s hidden secret talent is dancing, and one night at 79s after a few too many beers, he just whipped out some sick moves, and his brothers just copied him.

Fox has a noticiable scar on the left side of his bottom lip from where it split during his shock trooper training and didn’t heal properly.

I know a lot of people depict Fox with a tattoo of the Coruscant Guard symbol on one of his arms, but I actually don’t think Fox has any tattoos. He thinks they’re cool, he just doesn’t have time to sit for one.

I think Fox’s voice is naturally deeper and more gravelly than his brothers’ voices. (That’s the way it sounded to me in his clips from TCW) I also think he is an absolutely beautiful singer and he can hit really low, powerful bass notes.

He likes to keep the sides of his hair tightly and evenly faded, but he likes to let the top grow a little longer than regulation. That way he can style back it if he has to, and it helps disguise some of the greys. He also likes it when he can feel hands gripping his hair when he’s… doing stuff.

Going along with that, he doesn’t shave every day, but also never lets it get past a stubbly length. His facial hair also comes in grey and he knows just how good it looks because it’s a date magnet. He sometimes just doesn’t have time to shave, he hates having to clean out his sink afterward, and… other reasons.

Ok, last one, Fox is actually a natural night owl. He just functions better at night when everything is generally quieter and there is less distraction. He has no problem staying up late, but he’s always tired because military life starts early and he just doesn’t. If he could sleep till noon every day, he would.

[bearpillowmonster]

Star Wars: Visions S2

Instead of doing awards, I'll just do thoughts.

The Sith - It's up and down for me because I really like the aesthetic and it looks gorgeous at times almost like spiderverse but also very corrupted, like I get why everything's a canvas and how the colors change depending on what's happening but I actually wasn't sure if it was supposed to look like that at first, it looked corrupted or glitched and I had to look up some more footage to make sure. Weird.

Screecher's Reach - I feel like there's a trend with these shorts where there's a potential Jedi, a Sith shows up, they defeat it, the end. Like, I get that you're pressed for time but I've thought of all kinds of diverse shorts in general. Here's one right now, have someone scarred by a lightsaber keep one in their drawer, scared of the thing. They challenge themselves more and more to look at this thing, to touch it, to even go as far as to grab it but nothing more, we never see any colors. Then there's a disaster (house crumbles on the pet Massiff or something) and they have to use the lightsaber to cut them out of the rubble. They begin to learn new ways and uses for it. Cutting crops, starting a fire, etc. Really push the limit of what a lightsaber can be used for and how it reacts in certain situations. Anyways, as for Screecher's Reach, the style is unique and it's an interesting ending but nothing beyond that, just like half a prologue. Don't just bank on a twist or sequel, give me flavor.

In the Stars - Easily the best one so far, and I do mean that for both seasons. Other than Tales of the Jedi, this is the best thing I've seen in Star Wars in a while. The claymation, the hieroglyphics and the tribal-like setting, the characters, the plot, the scenery, it all just works. Give me this. I'll be surprised if anything surpasses it in this season.

I Am Your Mother - Play on the- I don't have to explain it but it sounds cool already. Not sure how they could top the last one though. It was good though, another claymation with british humor AND IS THAT AARDMAN?! FINALLY! It'd be a lot funnier if the mom was evil though and that's why the daughter is embarrassed. (Creates mini Death star) "Mom!" "I can't help it honey, it's how I was raised."

Journey to the Dark Head - Film level. Wow. Had to shut everything else out after this one so it could consume my thoughts. And people were disappointed with this??

The Spy Dancer - That sounds...really cool actually but eh. I see that they followed tradition in a way, a lot closer to something you'd see in S1 but I imagine it better as a Clone Wars episode where they're watching the opera (like in ROTS) and the performers use that to extract information whereas in this one, the actual spy part was a failed attempt because we didn't get to see what would've happened with that, we can only imagine. Fight dancing is cool and all but I just think it could've been delivered better.

The Bandits of Golak - 3D, fancy shaders, could've been about anything. Might've had a more interesting dynamic should he have resented her for her powers, idk.

The Pit - Sarlacc? No, a dark little oppression short. I'm not too sure what to think about this one, definitely interesting. The whole chanting thing was a bit cheesy though.

Aau's Song - Big finale. What'd they save for last? The Halo theme is magical, I'll tell you what. I'm interested in these creatures, I want to see more of them in the Star Wars universe, perhaps even Aau herself but the plot remains an AU. Its a strong premise, though different from Star Wars lore, it makes sense that the kybers would have a voice since they "scream" at ignition and its implied that being in its raw form can cause damage as well, making the saber the tool that grants it a voice and manipulates it. I always love the exploration of kybers in general from quests to get them in TCW and Fallen Order to having them be a part of Jedi Knight II in weird, unconventional ways. And the styling of this short is neat, they have set models for everything, just change the eyes and switch out the heads sparingly to accommodate the mouths and such. It reminds me of something you'd see out of Guillermo Del Toro's Pinocchio.

[kamino-coruscant]

Coruscant Guard Massiffs

The Clone Wars 5.18 | The Jedi Who Knew Too Much

[trudemaethien]

There Rose Such A Clatter

for dridri93 for xmas 2021

Fox throws his hand up in a sharp Halt sign. “Do you hear something?” he says, low even over helmet comms. “Or do I have sudden onset tinnitus?”

Everyone stops and listens. It’s orientation day, or as Thorn likes to joke, Bring Your Kids to Work day, so Fox has a squad of new recruits shadowing him in their shiny new shells.

“Yeah, I—yes, sir,” one brave newbie speaks up. “That is, yes, I hear it too; no, I don’t think you have tinnitus. It does sound like ringing…or else we both have it? Sounds…metallic, and staccato?” He looks around at the rest of his squad, who nod and chorus agreement as well. They circle, hands straying towards blasters, trying to figure out if this is a shooting situation or not.

Fox cants his head, trying to locate the direction the faint noise is coming from. It doesn’t sound like any clanker he’s ever encountered or read about, but he unholsters his blaster just in case. “This way,” he orders in his raspy whisper.

Behind him, out of the corner of his eye, he sees some hand sign cross-talk that doesn’t look like a simple repeat of his words. It’s too brief for him to catch what it was, but he lets it ride. Sometimes it’s appropriate to let shinies be shinies. If it’s relevant, these kids are well-trained enough to bring it to his attention.

Or, they better be. If they aren’t, he’ll have to rip their current training officer a new one, and that would be him.

They fall in behind and across the hall from him well enough and they’re all practicing good trigger discipline and muzzle control. Good. He focuses on tracking the intruder.

The ringing is rhythmic until it isn’t. There’s a pause, then a crash accompanied by a sudden mighty clamor of ringing, and Fox hastens his steps. It’s coming from the break room, and he’s beginning to suspect internal foul play.

They stack on the door and breach it as smoothly as any drill, only to find—

“Grizzer?” Fox says, astonished.

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[ladykagewaki]

Science Ray Part 2/3

Science Ray Part 1

Science Ray Part 3

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[anstarwar]

I love Hound

[mk-otro]

Massiff on Duty - perimeter sweep with Sergeant Hound

[nostalgia4light]

Have this colorful monstrosity that I had too much fun coloring in! It's a revamp of my sketch from earlier this week, hehe