CC-420 "Doc"
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CC-420 stepped off of the CIS marked shuttle and onto the landing platform in Coruscant's most popular sector. Artifical wind generated from other vessels buffeted the clone as he strolled onto the exit ramp, causing him to squint and his blue medic's jacket to flap slightly. As he adjusted to the noise and wind he noticed the insane amount of speeders in the air. The amount of beings on this planet was dizzying. On his outer thigh sat a secured heavy blaster, just in case, and in his backpack sat his normal field kit. You never knew what might go down, even on a world like this.
Doc and some of the other Dread Guard had "borrowed" a shuttle to go sightseeing on the Republic Capital. This would be a truly interesting day, he really hoped nobody did too much damage to anyone or anything. This was meant to be a miniature vacation.
Doc and some of the other Dread Guard had "borrowed" a shuttle to go sightseeing on the Republic Capital. This would be a truly interesting day, he really hoped nobody did too much damage to anyone or anything. This was meant to be a miniature vacation.