HelmCom: Operation Alpha
New Corusant Republic Base. 0200 Hours
ARC Trooper A-01 had never been late before and he didn't plan on changing that. He glanced at the chrono on his comlink; they were a few minutes late. A-01 sighed, he felt frustrated. This whole month had been like this, mission after mission had been piled up on their squad. He didn't even get enough time to change into his armour so he would look presentable. His squad members however, had their armour on, but were caked with mud. Except Commander CRC-02/224's. His was always nice and clean, A-01, Jangotat wondered how he could possibly do this. They all were instructed to report to conference room F218. It could have been that he was skipping missions but that was unlikely. Jangotat knew that Commander 24, Cody, was a neat freak. He hated cramped spaces, slogging through mud filled jungles and the tiniest speck of dirt on his armour. His other two squad members apparently didn't care about the mud. In fact they looked like they had rolled in it and smothered more on. He could just imagine the look of repulsion on Cody's face. Jangotat saw him, every now and then, glance at ARC Trooper A-20 and SCUBA Trooper P-12.
"Couldn't you have washed that off," Cody said," You know, like when you went through the portal."
"No,I thought that you might like some dirt so we brought plenty", P-12, Scooby, grinned. He smeared some mud on Cody's pristine armour.
"I just cleaned that!" Cody gasped. Jangotat swore that he could almost see plumes of steam coming out of his helmet.
" A little dirt won't do any harm", Scooby reasoned. A-20, Gun, shook his head.
"Show some backbone Cody, we wouldn't want you come back from a jungle hunt screaming because you can't get some stains off", he growled.
"Shut up. All of you. We're here already"