(yayyyy. Believe it or not, I actually have a little task force now!)
*CT-3987 poked his head out of their makeshift shelter, helmet on tight and scanners, well, scanning the area. nope, no heat signatures around; just rusting metal and ship graveyard. he ducked back inside and turned to the rest of what remained of his once strong battalion, the 403rd*
Waves (CT-3987): still nothing *the rest of the group reacted in a variety of ways, but for the most part, it was really just groans of frustration. an ARC trooper standing in the corner rolled his eyes, scoffing in annoyance*
Ryxo (ARC-2429): I told you that signal isn't going anywhere *a younger trooper sitting at the ships controls scowled back, eyes narrowed at the complaint*
Dex: (CT-6561): *snapping back* why don't YOU try and work out how to broadcast off-planet, oh mighty ARC trooper *the fourth of the remaining 10 groaned and flopped back on the ground*
Gunner (CT-3555): *despairingly* ugh, we've been here for months! we're never getting out of here!