"Roger roger," Betuu replied to the Corperal as he cocked his arm back inwords. "I will retrieve Priavte Vas' equipment for inspection. Do you require his presence?"

Before the battle droid could get a response, one of the verterans stumbled into the armory with alchohl still tainting his breath.

"Hey!," the soldier shouted, "there's that stupid fucking droid that pushed me! Stupid Seperatist shit pushed me!"

The veteran looked over to the captain and pointed at Betuu. "Corperal! That fucking droid pushed me! Why are we letting goddamn death bots push people!" Betuu just stood quietly, waiting for his inquiry to be satisfied.

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Toland wasn't far behind Tadia as he noticed the Sarge and another recruit like himself. He had heard small rumors surrounding the guy, how he was a former Imerial and heels bring down Uslam. Toland didn't have any love for Uslam personally, but could understand the outrage.

"Hey," Toland greeted as he stepped up to Tadia. "You want to show me your droid? Betuu probably has my gear by now and has all of that settled. Better for me to do something useful then show off my nonexistent marksman skills."