I Don't Own Star Wars the Clone Wars neither do I own Girls' Frontlines
The Resolute
Hangar Deck
"So, what's the Objective?" Asked AN-94 as she looked at her sisters, while the latter was sitting on a cockpit of a starfighter the blond woman gave a cold expression to herself, She had blond hair, and blue eyes she was wearing a a custom made armor that was similar to a Mandalorian warrior, which were dull blue, and an helmet sitting on her lap, all the while she was checking her carbine.
The starfighter's cockpit was fully enclosed with camera and sensors providing view of the outer combat zone, as for the body of the fighter seemed so be a couple meters longer than the standard Jedi Delta-7 Aethersprite-class light intercept, and the wings were forwards swept and the Tail was angled at 75 degrees along with pair of canards close to the cockpits, and there were three of such aircrafts in a row.
"For now AK-15 hasn't contacted us, and I believe that she's arriving shortly of our objective for this mission." AK-12 Told her sister as she was cleaning her rifle, she had silver hair and for some reason she kept her eyes closed, and her armor was dull white and black.
"You think that the Jedi may have turned against us?" Asked RPK-16 as she looked at her siblings, her hair and eyes were of a similar color to AK-12, white hair and purple eyes, while her armor was a Mandalorian design much like the rest of the team but with black strip on the chest and a red on the right of the chest.
"If he did then the Jedi would have his hands full fighting her, and then there'd be the orders to capture us would have sounded around the vessel." Commented AN-94 as she loaded her rifle.
"AK-12 is right, there'd an alarm blaring already, considering that the Jedi don't like Mercs or Bounty hunters in general." AN-94 nodded in agreement.
Closeby
"What do you think they are talking about?" Asked a Clone Pilot, head dyed blond hair, his suit was a Phase I clone Armor tailored for starfighter pilots, and it was had blue markings of a 501st Trooper but with to scratch marks on his shoulder pad.
"I've got no idea Count, but something tells me they are trouble." Said another Clone his hair were black like all clones his armor was similar to Count but with 3 scratch Marks on his left chestplate and a wolf's head biting down what looked a blaster pistol.
"Well... I'm going to ask them who they are." Said Count as he began to walk up to the members of Team Defy.
"Count don't do anything stupid." Trigger said as he grabbed Count by the shoulder.
"Come on Trigger what's the worse that can happen?" Asked Count as he opened his arms.
"1, those are unknowns, and the only thing we know of them is that they are a bunch of elite Mercs that had been hired to train elite Clone troopers, and later requested to be assigned to frontline duty. And 2, Who knows what they are capable off." Trigger warned his his partner who simply smirked.
"What could be worse Trigger? Besides nobody's making a fuss about 'em." Said Count as he pointed at the Rest of Team Defy.
"Don't you dare tempt fate Count." Trigger warned.
"Calm down trigger, you are getting paranoid." Count said as he started walking towards the girls across the hangar.
"Damn it Count." Trigger cursed as he walked up to team Defy with Count, not wanting his wingman getting himself killed or worse.
With Team Defy
"Look whose coming." Said AN-94 in a dull tone as she looked at the approaching Trigger and Count.
"What do you think those two are coming over here?" RPK asked her siblings.
"Beats me." Ak-12 responded calmly, not really caring what the Starfighter pilots wanted to talk with them.
"Hello, madams." Asked the Clone pilot with the dyed hair.
"Greetings, how may we be of assistance?" Ak-12 asked the blond man.
"Me and my friend here were wondering what three ladies such as yourselves were doing in this warship?" The Blond Clone asked the trio.
"My, my quite the curious one aren't you? Though shouldn't you introduce yourselves first? Last time I recall those were considered proper manners." Said AK-12 with humor evident in her tone.
"Right... I am Count and this is my Wingman, Trigger." Count introduced himself and Trigger to the trio of Dolls.
"Quite the pleasure of making acquaintance." Ak-12 said with a smile on her face while RPK and AN simply raised an eyebrow and as they looked at each other they shrugged their shoulders and looked at the troopers.
"I am Anstasia Kalashnikov, and this is my half sisters Ana Nikovlevna, and Raya Kalashnikov." Ak-12 introduced herself to and her sisters to the Clone Pilots, in front of them, though making the clones feel a bit uneasy by the way Ak-12 was staring at them with her eyes closed.
"Greetings." AN-94 nodded.
"Hi." RPK said as she waved her hand at the Clones.
"Uhh... Pleasure to make your acquaintance, though if I am being honest what Type is your starfighter? It isn't any design We are familiar with and Certainly isn't an V-19, or a Jedi Starfighter that's for sure." Trigger said as he pointed at the fighter where AN-94 once sat.
"That? That's an X-02 Wyvern, it's a costume designed fighter my I and My sisters use, though we do make use of a long range single seated Starfighter." Said AK-12 as she looked at Trigger while pointing at the fighter behind them.
"I'll say the fighter looks like a sight for sore eyes." Commented Count.
"Why thank you trooper." Ak-12 accepted the compliment.
"All hands man your battlestations, I repeat, all hands man your battlestations this is not a drill. We will be arriving in Christophsis in 5 minutes and we are going to face heavy Separatist fire, All hands man your battlestations, I repeat, all hands man your battlestations this is not a drill." Came the announcement.
"Well you heard the bigwigs let's go." Said Trigger.
"Alright, I hope we meet again ladies." Said Count as he followed Trigger to their V-19s.
"Guess this won't be a boring assignment after all." Ak-12 Commented.