Lieutenant General Maximilian Veers [blockquote]Hanger Deck, onboard the ISD II Raven's Claw "The last of the munitions are on board, General," his aide-de-camp reported as both men observed the final loadings of equipment. "The remaining walkers and hovertanks will soon be loaded onto the barges and landing shuttles, then we can begin loading the troops. All in all, we're ahead of schedule by an hour and thirty-eight minutes." "Excellent," Veers praised and nodded. "Have the troops double check their equipment before they begin loading." "Yes, sir." Satisified that the final preparations were nearly completed ahead of schedule, the Lieutenant General hopped down from his vantage point ontop of a hovertank so it could begin loading on the barge. Despite his booted feet, he could hear a slight metallic ring as he landed on the metal, polished deck. He was self-aware of what his lower legs were and tried not to cringe at the sound. Veers noticed a couple distasteful looks from some of the helmetless stormtroopers and the officers nearby as they realized what could have caused the muffled, metallic sound on the deck. He knew what they were thinking and scowled slightly in displeasure at their looks towards him. "The Army does not pay you to gawk all day, get back to work," he growled his displeasure before walking away, silently cursing himself for choosing to have prosynthetics.[/blockquote] TAG: uh... wanderguard, anyone?