"Ok, No, Stopping You Right There! You Are Not Disgusting Because Someone Hurt You, Vod. I Understand

( So I'm getting some increasingly passive-aggressive anon asks about when Wayward Guard is gonna continue and normally, I delete those kind of things because frankly, you should let people post at their own pace but I feel I need to blankly state this because the asks are now 5 in total in my box, which is kinda silly?

SO! To whoever is sending those asks, I would like to inform you that people have lives to focus on. I, Squad, Crane and Bite have other priorities, some of us are ill and some of us have jobs/education to focus on and we have different time zones to work around.

So please have some patience and stop getting angry that we're not posting quick enough for your liking. Even unfollow me if this response upsets you because I'm a lil upset at the audacity to being told that me and the others need to keep a pace.

....anyway, vent and psa over. )

May the fourth be with you! XD

I said after you'd spoken to Ringerbeep vod. I've not known the droids as long as you, but even I know that an angry droid is a bad idea when you are trying to coexist. Just give me a comm when you are done, and I'll come get you to bring you back to the bunks so you don't collapse from a stim crash on top of your exaution.

@corrie-bite @corrie-guard-tumbler @cc1010fox

My apologies for interrupting, sirs, but it would appear that a feral Boba Fett (@youngfett) has stumbled across the barracks, and he's wounded. I understand that I need to learn to take initiative, but I figured that it's different for Boba, you know? I mean... He's Prime's kid. After the fiasco with Aurra Sing, I want to make sure that he's got people in his corner, and who better for that than the vod'e?

(Mission impossible theme starts playing)

I- yes? Did you ever ask a brother that and get told no? If so, name and designation, please Fett'ika. Can't speak for the other battalions, but here in the guard, you will never be told no when asking a medic for help, ok? That is what we are here for. You don't even have to go into the medbay unless it's an emergency. We can talk in the bunk room or the mess if you'd rather that.

@corrie-bite @corrie-guard-tumbler @cc1010fox

My apologies for interrupting, sirs, but it would appear that a feral Boba Fett (@youngfett) has stumbled across the barracks, and he's wounded. I understand that I need to learn to take initiative, but I figured that it's different for Boba, you know? I mean... He's Prime's kid. After the fiasco with Aurra Sing, I want to make sure that he's got people in his corner, and who better for that than the vod'e?

Love the enthusiasm, but I'll have to sit this one out. Still on shift, remember. There won't be many brothers still awake that aren't on the clock right now vod'ika, so you might have to aim smaller. You can take my things off my bunk if you want to as long as they go back. And give me a comm if you or Fett'ika need me. I'll keep an eye on Tumbler and send him your way ASAP, that di'kut forgot that as a medic, I have the authority to make sure he gets some sleep after he has dealt with Ringerbeep.

@corrie-bite @corrie-guard-tumbler @cc1010fox

My apologies for interrupting, sirs, but it would appear that a feral Boba Fett (@youngfett) has stumbled across the barracks, and he's wounded. I understand that I need to learn to take initiative, but I figured that it's different for Boba, you know? I mean... He's Prime's kid. After the fiasco with Aurra Sing, I want to make sure that he's got people in his corner, and who better for that than the vod'e?

We will keep them for observation a little longer and move up the next checks to make sure there are no side effects. Thanks for the intel vod'ika, we've got them from here.

@corrie-bite Sir, I'm getting an incoming transmission from the current patrol. It seems that they came across a riot in the making and put a stop to it, but they got a bit banged up doing it. We've got 7 incoming troopers who need medical attention.

I can't say much, but medics talk to each other. Fett'ika hasn't let a brother with a medics insignia anywhere near him in... a while. I've got your back in this, but you may need to talk to him before I try to get involved. I worry if we spook him, he'll run, and I don't want him to get hurt if he doesn't trust any of the vod'e medics to patch him back up again.

@corrie-bite @corrie-guard-tumbler @cc1010fox

My apologies for interrupting, sirs, but it would appear that a feral Boba Fett (@youngfett) has stumbled across the barracks, and he's wounded. I understand that I need to learn to take initiative, but I figured that it's different for Boba, you know? I mean... He's Prime's kid. After the fiasco with Aurra Sing, I want to make sure that he's got people in his corner, and who better for that than the vod'e?

( ^^^ definitely go follow these brilliant vod'ike they will definitely keep you on your toes! )

(pspspsps, Mouse and friends now have a blog at @squad380 )

( Go follow this blog for adorable and very adoptable Guard Shinies! Tumbler already has!)

"It's- I- I don't know. I feel like I'm there, in that room, but I can't be because my squad came for me, right? They got me out, but they aren't here, and I don't know where here is. I don't know where I am. And where are my squad? Kara, please say I got out! Please say I'm not making that up!"

Bite's breathing is slowly starting to even out as he subconsciously mimics the pattern of the vod in front of him. His mind is still racing. Every reason he finds to think he might be ok is immediately joined by more reasons he isn't. At least he isn't alone, the warm body under his palms, not a trick his mind is capable of playing.

"Not alone, not alone, not alone..."

(from: @squad380) for Spotify wrapped starters/asks: 27

[Nice, song 27: Panic Room by Au/Ra]

Bite wakes with a jolt and a loud swear, tumbling from his top bunk and groaning as he lands on the previously distant floor.

"Kriff, one night of uninterrupted sleep in all I ask for." Bite mumbles in staggered, sharp breaths, aware of the vode sleeping around him. He pushes himself up on shaking limps as the adrenaline from his nightmare continues to rage through him.

In the darkness of the barracks, Bite could have sworn he was somewhere else, the cold floor only serving to help his mind send him places he never wants to think of again. Only the steady breathing of sleeping clones, intrupted by the sounds of rustling sheets and creeking frames, grounds him in the room.

Even now, Bite can feel the panic in his throat, and the images of past horrors flash across his vision. The shaking has spread throughout his entire body, and his breathing is still uneven. With each thunderous beat of his heart, Bite moved further into the shadows of his mind.