Darth Cimil
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One ChanceCimil stood in the early morning, a slight breeze pressing against his face. He was here.This is what you wanted right? Well you got it.
It was almost time to launch his assualt. To take the bunker, and there for take his rightful place among the order. He signaled for LT. Kathridel to come fourth.
"Ready the men, we move in an hour." Kathridel noddded and walked off. Cimil looked off, he had one shot. One chance to do this right. Faliure wasn't an option.
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