Dish
Bleeding Edge
The Galactic Republic had many ways of transportation for it's military elite, most that involved hyperspace used extremely fast vessels with insane sublight speeds. That was not the case today. The Advanced Recon Commando known as Dish was aboard a standard, run of the mill transport vessel, along with a few hundred non-clone soldiers, and four other clones, the commandos which made up Lambada Squad.
He was bored out of his mind to say the least. Commandos stuck to themselves, rarely socializing outside their teams, and non-clones weren't all that welcoming to their genetically identical brethren in some cases. This was one such case, and it wasn't the last. So he sat on top of a crate, rotary cannon at his feet and helmet in his lap, silently waiting.
@[member="Akodya Mune"]
He was bored out of his mind to say the least. Commandos stuck to themselves, rarely socializing outside their teams, and non-clones weren't all that welcoming to their genetically identical brethren in some cases. This was one such case, and it wasn't the last. So he sat on top of a crate, rotary cannon at his feet and helmet in his lap, silently waiting.
@[member="Akodya Mune"]