Star Wars: Legacy of the Resistance Force/ Chapter 8: Controversy

Docks and another R.M.S. sniper walked in Docks' quarters. That Resistance Force's sniper was known as drill sergeant Mackenroy and had a keen eye, specifically for sniping. Mackenroy was a Iridonian Zabrak similar to former and deceased Jedi master Eeth Koth. They made sure that the door was shut and that their voice volume was at a minimum just in case. Mackenroy started the conversation with a sincere attitude towards the current situation. "Hey, what are they all thinking? I mean, believing that that's actually Clasina. It's almost funny!"

"Listen, I honestly don't have an opinion on this right now. But they did use digital DNA tracking tech and it came up as positive matching as Clasina," Docks replied, whispering. Mackenroy rolled his eyes.

"That crap can only work when it wants to. What happens if it doesn't want to?" Mackenroy stated. The way the drill sergeant had a firm grip on his beloved sniper rifle indicated something about either him or his thoughts about the upcoming mission. Docks just couldn't figure it out. They were lacking any means of finding one thousand percent clarifications of any answers that needed clarifying desperately.

"Well we better keep this to ourselves," Docks replied.

"Why? Huh?"

"Well for starters, last time I tried to object to something it all went mentally haywire for me so for the time being I think we should just zip it-" There was a buzzing at the door. It was Captain Crane. Docks went over to answer it. "What's up, Captain?"

"Just wanted to make sure that everything's alright. We're saddling up so get ready. Mackenroy, you too," Crane ordered. Both Docks and Mackenroy saluted the captain and he walked off, buzzing on the next door to see if them too were getting ready for the mission. Crane's cane lay in his own quarters, all covered with newborn dust molecules.

Resistance Militia Squadron troopers Ranger and Bail Organa accompanied each other to the cafeteria. Of course, it was still active and served that day special fried calamari. Barely anyone was there besides the two. Bail had this look on his face again- a concerned and confused look. "None of this makes a lick of sense. First, Maul "tricks" us into going to his lair just to get beat up, Clasina wanders off to conduct her own research, and now Darth Night has my daughter?? Something big is about to happen. Bigger than anything we've ever faced before!" Organa slammed the table they were sitting at.

"What makes you say that, sir? Regarding the bigger threat," Ranger replied.

Organa sighed loudly. "I don't know. It's just a gut feeling. But whatever, if Leia and the others are really there, then count me in. Regardless of the consequences," Organa replied. Ranger had his helmet already removed and Bail Organa could easily sense and tell teh enthusiasm located in Captain Ranger's inner and outer system.

"At a boy! Uh, I mean, yes sir!" he shouted. Bail smiled in hopes of actually getting her daughter back. They exited out of the cafeteria and into the war room where everyone soon gathered in for the mission. Organa stood on top of a table and immediately got everyone's attention.

He started to make a speech. "Alright men and women, this is it. If we can't get back the princess and everyone else for any reason at all, at least we'll be taking down Night after all of the crimes he has committed against the former Republic and universal society!" Some people were still very iffy on this topic and it still had its fair share of controversy but nonetheless, did not keep them from going.