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❛ i'll be there for you through it all / even if saving you sends me to heaven ❜
YOUR GUARDIAN ANGEL// TRJA
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SLICING A DROID, Eisha groaned as she kicked one back. Glancing around her men, she sprinted to Comet; hurrying to aid him as he dodged a blast. Force-pushing back the droids, she rendered them useless before helping the clone stand, "You okay?"
Chuckling at her, he nodded, "Fine, vod'ika."
Smiling, she darted away; back to Wolffe as she destroyed the droids around him. Raising a brow, he dropped his dual-blasters, a smile in his voice, "Well, you took your time."
"You were doing fine." Redirecting a blaster shot, she kept her gaze trained on him as she winked, "As always, Calon."
Shaking his head softly, he bit back his blush, instead firing over her shoulder to catch a droid she missed, "Well—"
"—Can we save the flirting, for when we're not about to die?!"
Heads snapping Sinker's way, Eisha smiled sheepishly at him, whilst Wolffe glared under his helmet. Ready to retort, the Padawan quickly cut him off, "So flirting is allowed at all other times, yeah?"
Staring deadpan at the Vashuni, Eisha merely grinned at Sinker's annoyance; only smiling wider as a hand rested on her shoulder. Rolling his eyes at Sinker, Wolffe tugged her away, calling over to his brother. "Stay over there, if you don't want to hear it."
Giggling at his words, Eisha quickly resumed her battle station. Brandishing her lightsaber, the violet burnt darkly. Standing back-to-back, both Commander and Captain worked together perfectly; Eisha fought defensively, whilst Wolffe shot at the droids.
Surrounded by destroyed droids, she glanced at him, "Where's our ground assault, Calon?"
Sighing deeply, he brought his comm to his helmet, "Boost?"
