Today, today was the day of the invasion of Thaymor.

Cadet squad Tango-B were in their quarters, gearing up. Impulse kept his head down, as always.

He'd learnt to stay out of trouble longer ago that he could remember. He had to.

It was hard being the only hybrid in the Horde.

"Alright, guys!" Martyn called as the unelected team leader, stepping onto a table. "We're taking Thaymor today, an important, heavily fortified rebel stronghold. If we take it, the Horde will finally be that step closer to crushing the Rebellion."

"Finally?" Bdubs parotted slyly, "You said we were chipping away at it last mission!"

Martin's gaze sharpened onto him. "Yeah?"

Bdubs simply leaned back onto a locker and smirked.

"See, your guys' bickering is why we got nothing done last mission," Jevin said dryly, stopping fiddling with his blaster.

Before Martyn could interject, he continued "I honestly think Impy has the straightest head of the three of you."

"Fair," Bdubs said as Martyn spat "Impulse?" 

Impulse jumped out of his daydream at the sound of his name.

Bdubs glared at Martyn. "Yeah?"

Before Martyn could argue back, the signal light above the door flashed, ordering them outside for the briefing.

All he could do was snarl.

Bdubs gave Impulse a reassuring smile as they were walking out.

He'd always have his back.