"And not when we marced into the Jedi Temple."—Anonymous Clone of the 501st
Alpha-68 looked upon his brothers. Most of them had their shoulder slumped. They were also quiet. He shook his head smiling silently.
Pathetic fools. He found it odd that his brothers didn't seem too happy with this assignment. Personally, he was excited.
But of coure, he didn't say anything. He could be shuned, reassigned to another legion, or killed. So he kept up his act and pretended to hate this.
And he didn't say a word.
A.N—Well? What'd you think?