Hi, everyone. There's definitely a part here to make this chapter rated M. Enjoy!
As the group left the ventral hangar bay, Will looked at Rex. "Do you know why they call it a Venator-Class Star Destroyer? Because of the ventral bay." Rex looked at him, confused, then understanding dawned in his eyes. "Makes sense, I just never thought if it that way!" He chuckled, walking to the quarters stationed aft. Will showed them all to officers' quarters, even though the majority of them were NCOs' during the war. When Kix and Chopper pointed this out, Will said, "The Clone Wars are over, no?" They shrugged, nodding, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with him*.
As he went to join the others, something out of the corner of his eye got his attention, and he pulled a double-take. Cut was fighting with one of the troops over why he left the Republic. As things got heated, the clone farmer pulled his blaster. Suddenly, a good thirty blaster rifle laser dots appeared flickering on his chest. Cut's hands came up, slowly. "Drop the gun! Now!" a clone sergeant yelled. Cut did so. "Step away from it and turn around, hand behind your head!" Once more, Cut did exactly that. Two clone privates and the sergeant stepped forward, and, meticulously, placed binders on his wrists and feet, effectively hog-tying him. Will stepped forward, frowning. "If you're going to hog-tie an honoured guest, then might as well at least cuff the offender." Two more troops veered from the line, but stopped at a hand signal from Will. He also gestured to the three clones to release Cut. As he got up, he sent Will a thankful glance, then glared at the soldier with whom he picked a fight with and stepped forward.
Blaster dots appeared on his torso once more. He stopped, grinning sheepishly. Suu, shaking her head, walked up to him, and smacked his muscled ass. Will, as well as the others, watched in horror as he jumped three feet into the air, turned around, then dragged her to the quarters they were assigned. Everyone else gaped and heard noises drifting in from the Flag Lieutenant's quarters. "Who bugged their room?"- SMACK Oh, give it to me, please! -Moan- Cum for me, now, come on, cum. OH OH OH! OH GOD, CUT! "Well, that was- a sergeant doubles over and pukes- disgusting." Ahsoka stated. Rex turned toward her.
"Tell us something we don't know" they, including the Jedi, said in unison. Ahsoka glared, than turned away. Fives came up and put a hand on her shoulder, exchanging some words with her. Rex and Chopper joined them, having a heated discussion. Will and his men looked on, not paying attention to the words, but making sure no violence breaks out. Rex looked towards Will. "You gonna get someone or something to clean that up?"
He then drags Ahsoka away, towards the same direction as Cut and Suu went, arm around her. As they walk off, they hear Will yelling behind them. "Alright people, shows over! Get these ships powered down and get some rest! We leave this place in 10 hours!" He then turns on his comm. "Treaty to Resolute, Spirit of the Republic and fleet. We move out at 15:00 hours local time. Be prepared. Treaty out." He turned back, noticing that Rex and Ahsoka were out of eyesight. "Great, just fekking wonderful." He then turned, shaking his head. If only, if only I had someone. Lucky fekker!
Will then moved off towards the bridge, trying to clear some things up. As he approached the bridge, an alarm went off. "All hands, to battle stations, enemy fleet inbound. All hands to battle stations. This is not a drill, I repeat, this is not a drill. Commandeer Treaty to the bridge, please." Will resisted the urge to shoot the men in his way, but he did knock them over-ish. "Sorry! Sorry! MOVE OUT OF MY WAY!" He yelled. And, as what always happens with Will, people did exactly that.
He entered the bridge, seeing that a fleet of Imperial-II and Victory-II Star Destroyers exiting hyperspace, escorted by 5 Rendilli StarDrive Dreadnought-Class Heavy Cruisers. To finish, 2 Immobiliser 418 Frigates with gravity well generators powered up exited hyperspace. "Damn, focus fire on those Interdictors! We need to be able to get out of here. Launch all fighters! Shields up! Have the fleet come about, flank 'em!"