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Sand walked into the room and immediately almost everyone snapped to attention. Don and Grate outranked him so they stayed seated.
"At ease," he said rolling his eyes. As soon as he said that everyone turned to look at the brother standing next to him. He had scars on the right side of his head. His hair was died blond and was cut close to his head. His one eye was brown and the other a pale yellow. He was wearing a droid finger necklace and civvies. Everyone knew this was Chopper from the 501st but none of them said so.
"Who's this?" asked Dark.
"Guys, this is Chopper from the 501st. Chopper this is the 566th minus our General and Commander Spray.
"Hello Chopper. Nice to meet you," Don said. Everyone else nodded backing up Don's statement.
"Say Don, where is the General? She normally hangs with us unless one of her friends are back," said Sand.
"Skywalker's the only one back and they aren't talking to each other. She stormed in here a couple of hours ago grumbling about him not letting something go. Then she sat in the corner brooding over it. We tried to get her to come out but she wouldn't. Guess that's something only you can do. Anyway she got a call from the council and they said they were sending us on a mission so if you've got any gear that needs packed I'd get it together."
"Thanks for the rundown."
"Now I've got a question for you. Where is Commander Spray?"
"She accompanied the Senators back to the senate building and will be here shortly."
"Hello Sand. You're back."
"I am. How was your meeting?"
"Same as always. I'm annoyed with the council and they're annoyed with me."
"I hear you're ticked off at General Skywalker."
"I've got a very good reason to be. All right boys, listen up. General Skywalker was seriously injured on his last mission so the council is sending the 501st with us on our mission. For all of you who conspire against each other, BEHAVE! I will not tolerate anyone pulling pranks. Teasing is fine but it had better not be mean. Skywalker is going to tell the 501st with the exception of Chopper who was with Sand. Is Chopper here?"
"I'm here Sir."
"Alright. Since you're new I'll let you off the hook for that. In the future remember that I am a Ma'am not a Sir. I do not take kindly being called Sir so if you value your life don't call me Sir." Several men chuckled at her statement. "I prefer that everyone calls me Del. If you are uncomfortable with that I suppose you can call me General Canachi. You are dismissed to pack your gear."
Chopper stuck with Sand on the way back to the barracks. "She prefers being called Del?"
"Yep, we have an awesome General. I wouldn't trade her for anyone else. I suppose you'll be wearing your normal armor?"
"Yep, why? Do you wear something else?"
"Yeah, it's more sturdy than the other armor. The only place we can get injured is the head. Unless you explode or get thrown into a wall. I'd better go. See ya on the Caiden."
"Yeah, see ya." Chopper went to his barracks thinking that this was going to be one interesting mission. He had NO idea how right he was.