Unlike you who probably picked up a blaster for fun one day and used the force to aim. “And being genetically enhanced isn’t cheating, too?” I questioned, trying to turn the situation back to him. My shoulders tightened at his insinuation, at the dismissal and condescension in his tone. “Using some mystical force to be any good at this.”
“So you’re just as bad as them then,” he growled. I shrugged with my statement and moved over to pack my rifle up to leave. “Heightened senses, better reflexes, but can’t control the force though.” Mine’s 10,000,” I replied simply, trying to assess the change in his emotions. “The minimum midiclorian count for a Jedi is 15,000. What had been a soft and open expression moments again was cold and hard now. The change in Crosshair’s demeanor was instant and obvious. Yelling, references to smut, Crosshair being Crosshair Please let me know if you would like to be tagged! Which another sniper, who was known for his disdain for others, already in the squad, things were sure to get interesting.Īnd we finally have another chapter! I hope you guys enjoy this! Please please pleeeeease let me know what you think! Comments give me life and sustain my will to write and I mean that in the least dramatic way I possibly can. As the war grows closer to a close, the Republic is sending me on a new mission, one that includes four experimental clones. A sniper who could go undercover and stay unknown to the enemy. The Republic brought me in at the beginning of this war to be one of their secret weapons.
The Republic had many humanized weapons in this war but all of them were well known by the Separatist forces.