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The small galley was packed to the hilt with troopers in various stages of dress or undress.
The Corries, had arrived, to have their much deserved break in their most favourite spot of their barracks.
The place having been totally silent just moments ago, was now buzzing with life; chatter, laughter, even singing, with hounds barking and tookas meowing in the mix. Yup indeed the place felt alive. The loud noises certainly carried across the long hallways of the base of the Coruscant Guard.
The Marshal Commander himself, Fox, standing in the midst of the seeming mess of a thing.
It was a controlled mess though, it always was, even if to the onlooker it might not have been.
The squad having honed down their scarce and precious downtime to the very last second. Enjoying the no pressure time without one single word about, well, work.
There were chats going on about the latest holo-games, some tech talk there too. How the diets were going for a few of the troopers, about pet care, but mostly though, about the upon coming shore leave the lot were going to be on.
All and all, it as just like any other workspace during a break.
Fox, with his caf in his hand, having stripped down to his top only, ready for the gym soon enough, was holding a datapad in his hand. Deep in thought as he read from it, making a few notes here and there.
This time however, it wasn't about work at all - surprise!
Nope, as Fox too among the rest of his crew, was fully invested in the upon coming outing for the whole Guard. The tour on a luxury yacht across the stars, with leisure time only and fully paid by the GAR as well.
"So, we have seven rotations in total and I, have made some plans..." Fox started while reading from his pad before the loud groans interrupted him, making Fox look up and at the troopers now standing around him.
"Oh come on Foxy! This is a vacay, not a mission!"
"Yeah, we all agreed - no plans!"
"Yeah boss, nothing but time out, no plans!!!"
"Well, I thought we could, ya know, to maximise the time..." Fox tried to explain his reasoning.
"Aww man, ya just don't get it, Fox! This, is our time off, away from all of this." Thire started objecting flailing his arms around to make a point.
"And we don't want any plans. Simply to wake up each day and do whatever." Thorn finished for him.
"Yeah, nuttin' to do but hang and eat and whatever." Stone added, winking to a few troopers closest to him.
Fox looked from one trooper to the other, them all having ganged up on him, apparently.
"Fine." Fox shut down his pad finally. "No plans." He then sipped from his caf-mug. Perhaps realising he had been in the wrong, even if not caring to admit to it. "But, we need to make sure our replacements will take good care of our farm here." Fox pointed at the plethora of animals present.
Yeah, Fox had already made a plan for that too. Of course he had.
"Sounds good, Fox."
"Yup, any plans there, boss?"
They really knew him all too well.
Fox could not help the small smile emerging just then, as guess not all his hard work for planning for the trip had gone to waste.
"I do indeed."
They all started going through the daily schedule of the plethora of animals accumulated in their care. The furry squad members as they called the animals lovingly, only making sure their pets would be well taken care of during their absence for a fun time.