Triggerwarning: Needles and medicin,
It had been 75 hours since Tyr had last slept. He was running on caff and the wish to snap at some there wasn’t part of the Guard. They had at least 7 men from Ghost company and 5 from Torrent Company in the drunk tanks. Leaning against the desk, he rubbed his face, as tried to not do something he would regret. The hope of seeing Valhalla went out of the window, when Commander Cody told him that he had been sent to Commander Bly to help with a stronghold. It had been months since he had last seen his two batchmates.
The shinnies there work by the tanks tried to ignore them, but jabs were thrown at them and he could see that they didn’t seem to know how to handle them. “So, how is it to sit comfortably at home and just push papers?” He almost scoffed as he sent a message to their officers to come and pick them up. He wanted them out of his hair and maybe he would be able to go and help with the Senate as Fox would probably need sleep.
“We do more than that!” One of the shinies of his said, offended and angry, but only got cackling to answer. As the door opened and he spotted Commander Cody, Captain Rex and their Generals enter, he got his helmet and hung it in his belt. As he gathered his datapads, he heard the shinies start trying to explain and stepped out quickly.
“Sirs.” Tyr said and got the attention of the other officers. The shinies moved quick behind and kept themselves in the shadows, leaving him to deal with the frontline leaders. “If you would fill these out, the men can leave.” He said and handed the datapads to the captain and commander. He could feel the curious eyes of general Skywalker on him.
“Never seen you before. You new?” He asked and Tyr locked eyes with him, keeping his emotions neutral and face blank. “No, sir. but the Marshall Commander likes to keep stashed away and only let me out when he needs an ARC.” he said and moved into a parade rest. “He is the batchmate to Valhalla and Ragnarok. Ragnarok runs with 91st and 21st.” Commander Cody answers and hands back the datapad. General Kenobi seems to realize and gives a nod. “Right, the request to see Valhalla came from you.” Tyr waved the shinies to let the idiots out of the tank, who seemed to shrink under the cold gaze of the ARC commander.
“If you are done, I will walk you out.” He said and turned to lead the way out. “So, he has worked with the Alphas and Nulls?” General Skywalker asked and he could almost hear the eye roll from the older Jedi. “He is in the same age range. “Worked with and a rival in some ways. Him and his batchmates are the only three survivors out of twenty men. The Prime and his advisors scrambled to get them a new trainer, before the long necks decided to get them removed, permanently.” The muscles of the older clone tensed and he moved a little faster.
As they were about to exit, the door opened and showed the people he was just about to leave and find. Commander Fox gave him one look, before looking at the guests in his HQ. “Generals, commander, captain.” He stepped around Tyr, who was taken by Stone and lead to the area for the commanders, Their and Hound bringing up the rear, leaving Thorn and Fox to deal with the frontliners.
In the private quarters of the commanders, Tyr sat on the bunk belonging to Thorn, rubbing his face. “Tyr?” Stone stood in front of him, hands on his pauldrons. “When was the last time he slept?” Their asked, getting hold of their CMo Pulse. “I think three days.” Hound said after having thought for a while. “75 hours.” Tyr mumbled and he felt a slap in the back of his head. Pulse had slipped in without a sound, ed by Fox and Thorn who stood with crossed arms. All had their helmets off and shared an exasperated look. “You four were sick!” He gave the commanders an accusing look, that they dared to side with the CMO. “In pain and could barely stand.” Hound added and leaned against the wall. “No more caff and you are off duty. I want you to get at least a day's rest and actually sleep.”
The needle pierced his skin and hands pushed him back into the bunk. “Sleep di’kut. We will wake you if we need you.”Stone said and someone covered him with his weighted blanket. Tyr closed his eyes and sighed, as a hand ran through his marron red hair. Footsteps went out and the lights were shut off, but the door didn’t close. “Come on, Fox. Let the man sleep.” Thorn called, and the hand in his hair disappeared.”
Two days later:
The call had went out that there were problems at 79’s. Wearing his red armor, Tyr walked with his group of men to see what needed to be handled. The battalions there were on leave, looking up from the fun as they entered. Hios eyes quickly landed on the troublemakers and he groaned privately. It was the same idiots from two days ago, and this time it seemed that a few of their friends from other battalions would be ing them this time. “Let’s get them out of her.” He said, moving forward and ed by his men. “Oh fek.” It seemed they were spotted and their targets tried to find a way out, but the group Tyr was leading weren’t small, leaving them to be caught fast. Dragging them out and back to the drunk tanks, Tyr didn’t look forward to get a hold of the officers again. Maybe he could get Hound to do it, or Thire.
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