[Dapper Dog]

"Chronological order = No//Location//Time Frame = Coruscant," the droid replied.

[Niall Organa]

"Ah, very good." Niall nodded. "I was on Coruscant almost two years before that, getting my officer training completed. My career has been somewhat of an accelerated one." That was certainly true; even after having held the rank for a few years, he was still exceptionally young for a captain. The necessities of war.

He raised an eyebrow. "But am I telling you things you already know? Maybe you've read my file, even if I haven't read yours yet."

[Dapper Dog]

T7 beeped with approval, “Captain//Record = Good. Respect = Above Average. T7 = Knows Service Record. T7-E2 = Classified.”

[Niall Organa]

Niall chuckled softly. "I'm glad you approve."

He gave the droid a nod. "I think we're going to enjoy working together. I'll have to introduce you to the rest of the unit." He hesitated a moment. "The Irregulars may have some difficulty with a droid, but Mandalorians respect results. It shouldn't be a problem. I'll make sure of that."

[Dapper Dog]

"If Mandalorians = Problem//Large Drop = Go. That = Joke," the droid responded.

[Niall Organa]

The joke wasn't expected. Niall laughed suddenly, surprised by his own appreciation of the humor. It took him a few moments, shaking his head, before he could speak.

Finally, he sighed. "No, I don't expect that there'll be a problem. Lucky for them." He shook his head again. "You're going to fit right in, T7."

He considered a moment. "Well. Let me see about getting some personnel together. Like I said, I have a few names in mind, but I'd like a few more."

[Dapper Dog]

T7-E2 spun and then departed, "Bye//Recharge Time!"

[Niall Organa]

"Goodbye, T7." Niall said, still chuckling. "Take care, and be careful out there."

Pulling out his datapad, he began to study some personnel files. He'd need to think carefully about who to bring along...

/scene?

[Dapper Dog]

/scene