Norman cracked a grin when smiles finally chimed in. "Ah, but if we do it right there will be no dead period. But... then again when was the last time that happened? The tail-heads like fighting too vaping much." Norman was simply transmitting through the outward speakers on the helmet. There wasn't much point in only talking through the comms right now anyways. He let go of the hand holds and headed to the back of the transport and opened up one of the boxes that his equipment was usually kept in. He reached in and pulled out three drop poppers and attached them to his belt. The chances of them fighting droids here or atleast any military grade ones were near non-exsistant. But it didn't matter, he couldn't let it happen again... [i]never again.[/i] He zoned out for a moment as he closed the box and grabbed onto it as the ship rocked again. All the flying was beginning to bother Norman. He had spent nearly his entire tour on Felucia on the ground. The only time he had gotten to fly was when he came and when he left, though there were certainly less body bags on these flights.

He stood up again and began to make his way to one of the few seats on the craft. Sitting down next to Smiles knowing that it would bother her atleast a little. He sat rifle across his lap and finally letting go of the firm grip he had on it and faced the barrel the opposite way of Smiles's rifle just to make sure they didn't bump each other. "Hey boss I forgot to ask you. Were you there on Geonosis when we first invaded it?"