The Cafeteria (First Order)

[SF-5861]

The sounds of trays slamming down on tables could be filtered out through the cafeteria, multiple troopers could be seen chowing down on their meal of the day- provided it wasn't that much but it was still a delight to the troopers that they had got it. It was a typical day on on a star destroyer, everything was going relatively good, troopers were chatting anxiously to comrades and friends about what mission they had just been deployed on. Though soon a trooper dawned in Special Forces armor walked in- it wasn't out of the usual but some Special Forces troopers usually had their food delivered to the training pod.

Vernon slowly waltzed over to the serving troopers who handed him a tray with a uneasy gaze as they slopped some food onto his tray, Vernon began to walk back to a empty table putting his helmet on the table beginning to eat his meal. He wasn't too keen on eating the cafeteria food- practically he liked the rations more but what did he care?

 

[Huxy]

"...and then..."
"And then he got shot in the shoulder and ran away," Eight's interjected with a gleeful smile on his face, prompting Tempest to roll his eyes at his best friend. For all that he and Eight's had done for each other, Eight's was still a massive pain at times.
"Hey...they were chasing me and..."
"There was two of them, and one of them was a foot tall. What was he going to do, bite your ankles?" Eight's butted in again, much to the displeasure and annoyance of Tempest. The three other troopers listening to Temp's story couldn't help but howl with laughter at what Eight's had said, and they were gifted a sharp glare from Tempest in return which made them quiet their laughter somewhat, though not cease it entirely. Temp merely rolled his silver eyes at them as the cafeteria food was plopped onto his tray. Jeez, he hated cafeteria food. Well, it depended on the day mostly, Taco Tuesday was the best. But today was...something, Tempest couldn't really tell but whatever it was, he didn't much care for it. "Wasn't my fault I had lost my blaster," Tempest spoke solemnly, knowing that Eight's was going to say something in return. And...he did, not to Temp's surprise at all. "You got it stolen by a monkey..." "It was a large monkey. Hell, you didn't even tell these greenies what happened to you. Okay, so get this. Me and Eight's were on a mission once, right? Well, it was a patrol, but whatever. We were on...what was it?" "Uh, Skye...no, Dosuun." "Good to see your memory is still intact, old man." "We're the same age!" The conversation continued as Tempest, Eight's and the three greenies made their way over to a table, specifically, the one where [member="SF-5861"] was sitting at before sitting themselves down at it. Tempest and Eight's were on the side that the Special-Forces trooper was on, while the three greenies were on the other side of the table. The greenies looked slightly alarmed at the presence of a special forces trooper, though Tempest reassured them that it was fine. "Temp should know, he once tried flirting with Kyli, the female deathtrooper--" "Okay, shut up, you karking idiot. Back to the story, Eight's was checking out a Tortugan woman. And well...he walked over to her, and tried flirting with her...and well. Let's just say, he got punched...and then he got the worst of it--" "Shut up" Tempest couldn't help but chuckle at Eight's response before beginning to eat. Though as he did so, his gaze momentarily flickered to the special-forces trooper just a few seats away from him. He was curious about the trooper, though he opted not to say anything for the time being

 

[SF-5861]

Vernon brushed his hair back he continued fishing in the goop which the first order called food, he spotted some troopers sitting down not really giving them a second glance as they looked uneasy around him- it was the usual given, he slowly some of the food on one section of the platter, he slowly sighed as he looked at his PDA on his wrist, he looked around in the cafeteria, as he did this he caught the gaze of a trooper a bit far off with some other troops, he gave nod to the man and a slight smirk as he went back to his meal, maybe he could talk a bit with the trooper none of his real other teammates came to the cafeteria- he could probably catch up with some of the other troopers near him.

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