OOC:

Well I worked up a bunch of "Trooper Kat" stories, hope you like 'em, they're going to be in a "series of short-stories" form... each a post long.  Any comments on my writing between posts would be great.

"Trooper Kat" Episode I: New Armor

Quote:"Wow, they must be wearing the new environment armor... you know... for warmer planets like Tatooine."  said Turk.  "Damn." replied Kat.  "I wish I was stationed on Tatooine."

It wasn't a warm day.  It wasn't even that nice out.  So there really wasn't any reason for the three new recruits to be wearing what they were... unless they wanted to make a statement. 

Those were the thoughts of just about all the male troopers in Kat's tent.  They had been playing cards, sleeping, and drinking... normal activities on a rainy day.  But that was before the shuttle dropped the new batch of recruits off in the fields adjacent to the military camp. 

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Kat heard the shuttle drop, just like all the other troopers did.  It was normal, and they had been dropping the new recruits off all day... routine procedure as it was most of the trooper's day off from training and duties.  However, some of the troopers got stuck with escorting the new guys to the main "office"... and today it was Kat's turn.  So without further thought, Kat got out of his cot and lightly jogged over to where the shuttle had landed.  As he approached the vessel, new recruits were pouring out of it, chatting and talking away... they'd learn soon enough to pay attention when a commanding officer was near.

Kat was just about to call attention, was just about to call the group a bunch of surly disgusting names, and was just about to march them off in  an organized fashion to the main office, when suddenly three female troopers clad in very small two-piece armor suits jumped out.  This, combined with the fact that they were very attractive females, made Kat's jaw drop slightly, and made him completely forget what he was about to do.

So Kat stood there, staring at the three scanty females, who were talking away and completely oblivious to Kat's gazing.  This continued for several minutes until Turk came.

Turk was one of the soldiers posted at the "main office" for the day.  Whenever the officer in charge of getting the new recruits up to the office was having trouble, it was the duty of the posted soldier to offer assistance.  Since it had been several minutes before Turk saw any advance in movement, he felt it was his job to inspect the situation. 

When Turk drew near the shuttle, the first thing he saw was the disorderly group of new recruits, talking away.  He settled this by shouting out in his deep burly voice, "Attention!"

This was followed by silence all around, and it also woke up Kat from his trance.  As soon as Turk got the rabble all suited up, he walked over to Kat.

"Kat man, what happened?"  he said.

"I don't know Turk, I just... did you see them?  I've never seen such..."

"See what?" said Turk.

"Why them girls, them girls in the new armor... third row from the back."

Turk looked and nodded as his eyes widened.  "Wow, they must be wearing the new environment armor... you know... for warmer planets like Tatooine."  said Turk. 

"Damn." replied Kat.  "I wish I was stationed on Tatooine.  If every woman wears those duds on that planet..."

"Those are fine looking girls." Turk commented.

"And they are up for dibs currently." Kat noted.

"Senior officer." Turk said harshly.  "That means, I get dibs."

So the job was done, and both troopers remained at the entrance to the "main office" watching the three female troopers sign in. 

"You boys can leave now." said a trooper suddenly.

"What?" said Turk absentmindedly.  "Oh, yeah... leave."

Both men took two steps back before stopping, and then remained in the entrance way.

"Is there a problem?" said the trooper.

"Problem?" whispered Kat, as he arched his neck so that he could get a better glimpse of the girls.  "Oh no, no there isn't." he said as a blaster was shoved in his face.

Both guys walked slowly out of sight of the main office, and then ran back to Kat's tent, where they stood at the the entrance, watching for the three new troopers.

It wasn't long before one of the troopers in the tent asked, "Say... what are you two staring at?"

"Hot chicks." Kat mouthed back.

"What?" said the trooper.

"Hot chi..." whispered Kat until he was interrupted by a female voice.

"Hey boys, can you tell us where the quartermaster is around here?"

All the troopers turned their heads towards the entrance to the tent, where the three new recruits were standing.

"Ah... um... well I am the quarter master of this division, but you might want to... um... consult... your senior officer to find your own divisions..." stuttered the troop's quartermaster.

"Good.  Can you tell us where we can get some suitable armor?" one of the girls replied.

"Suitable armor?" piped up one of the younger troopers.  "Well what's wrong with the armor you got right now?"

"Nothing's wrong with it."  said one of the girls.  "We just, well we need the standard armor here."

"That looks pretty normal to me." said Kat.

"We were told to get the standard armor."  replied the third girl impatiently.

"Well I... I'm afraid that we are all out of spare armor suits until... well until the new ones arrive." said the quartermaster.  "Your just going to have to make do with what you have for now."

"All out?  Really?  For how long?" asked the second girl.

"Oh, not long." he said.  "A month at the most."

"A month?  Thats ridiculous." exclaimed the first girl. 

"Well..." said Kat.  "At least you have armor... on."

"That's not awkward." mumbled Turk.

"Ladies."  said a deep voice.  The commander of the entire army stationed at Camp 506, Jarvus Pitt, suddenly walked up to the three girls and said, "If you will come with me, I believe I can escort you to my own quartermaster for some decent regalia."  And with that the three girls left with Pitt.

"Look at him." grumbled Kat.  "The man don't need three.  Foursomes are just plain selfish!"

"He's all our senior, and he's the one who reports everything to his own authorities, he can do what he wants." sighed Turk.

Other comments could be heard as well from the other troopers such as, "look at the them breast plates" and "what an ass." and other sexual themed comments that any normal man of that age would make given the circumstances.  However they all retired after the girls were out of sight, all except for Kat.

Kat was bound and determined to get himself one of the girls that night.

So, as night fell, he worked his way to the small cabin that was set up for the three girls that were staying in the camp.  As he drew near, he prepared to enter through the canvas door, until he heard the voice of Pitt from the inside.

"Uuhh." groaned one of the girls.  "Its so hard!"

"Here... do it like this, and then this... there you go." said Pitt.

"Is it always this hard to do?" asked a second girl.

"Virgins?" pondered Kat.

"No, you get used to it after a while." said Pitt.

"Show-off." grunted Kat.

The sound of cot-springs were suddenly heard as Pitt said, "Alright now, someone else's turn."  And the whole process happened again.

By this time Kat was quite angry and so he leaned closer to the tent, his blaster pulled out... waiting for the opportune moment to catch them in the act.

"Maybe I'll get promoted." he thought.  "Yeah, imagine what they'll say... 'Caught Pitt in the act'.  Yeah... it's not right for a commander to be messing around with new recruits, not right at all." 

"You're great, sir." said one of the the female troopers.  "I sure hope..."

"That nobody finds out!" yelled Kat bursting in through the canvas door.

He expected to catch a few troopers in the bed, but instead he found the girl troopers fully clad in armor, and Pitt standing next to them, as one of the girls was making her cot from the complicated carbon-frame fold-up.

"What the hell are you doing trooper?" said Pitt.

"Alright." said Kat... "You guys are good... I'll give you that..." 

"I said, what the hell is going on trooper?" repeated Pitt angrily.

"But I... well...I thought you were..." stammered Kat.

"Yeah.  That's what I thought."  replied Pitt.  "Get to the office.  Now."

"But sir..." said Kat.

"On the double trooper!" yelled Pitt.  He turned to the girls and winked, "If you have any more trouble setting up your stuff, let me know."

"Sure." they replied.

The next day the entire parade of troopers were on the front lawn.  In front of them was Kat, shame-faced and broken.

"This trooper..." Pitt began.  "Thought to catch his superior in "the act" last night." 

No more than "the act" was needed... they all knew what that meant.  The entire assembly shifted on their feet and shifted in their eyes.  Low mumbling could be heard here and there.  Thoughts of the troopers ranged anywhere from, "you didn't?" to "with who?".

"But!"  said Pitt.  "This trooper forgot two very important things.  The first being that I am not a complete idiot and I choose to do that kind of thing in a place where it is difficult to be caught.  The second point being that he isn't as smart as I am."

With that Pitt took out his pistol and said to the entire company, "And so, for this trooper's punishment, he will be shot by 125 pistols, set to stun-strength please."

One hundred and twenty-five of the officers took out their pistols and set them to stun.  Then they raised them and waited for the order.

"I will have the first shot." said Pitt.  "After which, you all may fire in order from the top of the line," he nodded to his right hand man Stacy. "to the bottom of the line." he waved all the way down to the youngest officer Freole, who waved back.

Pitt raised his gun and fired at the ragged form of Kat.  This was succeeded quickly by 125 shots all in succession of each other, all within 3 minutes.

"May that be a lesson to you all said Pitt.  That even if you THINK I may be engaged in such an act... that you will be quickly assured by today to never pursue the thought... and certainly never try to catch me.  Dismissed."  And so the morning drill ended.  Kat was dragged off to the cooler, where he would be locked up in quiet seclusion until he was nursed back to health. 

Stacy, Pitt's right hand man put away his pistol while commenting on the day's events.  "Right good show that was." he said.  "Put them in their place you did. Well done Pitt."

"Thanks, Stacy." Pitt replied.

"Just one more thing sir." Stacy said.  "You never did tell us whether you did anything last night or not..."

Pitt just shrugged and continued cleaning his pistol.  "What do you think?" he said.

"I think that I'd better see to breakfast..." said Stacy hurriedly.

"Smart man." said Pitt.  As Stacy walked to the mess hall, he turned to look back at his commander... who had a large grin pasted across his whiskered face.