![]() ![]() ![]() They didn’t even know people could dance or move like that, the only thing that was even close to dancing that they knew was the drunken discos at 79’s. On their last visit to Coruscant, you and Anakin had bought some of the 501st who were interested tickets to a nearby dance competition where the men saw many different styles of dance. “And that other one where that guy was doing those crazy moves on the floor!?” most of his brothers at that table silently sighed at Hardcase’s excited babbling. ![]() “Yeah, that was really cool,” Fives cut in, trying to save Hardcase from Kix’s wrath, “I think that dance style was called ballet or something like that.” The medic looked as if he wanted to break one of his brother’s bones for annoying him to no end. “Oooo, and do you remember how he picked her up by the waist and tossed her in the air?!” Hardcase exclaimed to Kix’s face this time. But there was nothing stopping Hardcase once he got started ranting about something, nothing except being shot at or discovering something even more exciting. We were all there,” the ARC explained, yet again. “Did you see how she spun around on her toes?” Hardcase asked over-excitedly to Echo’s face. Right now, Hardcase was sitting at a table with some of his brothers, gushing about their last visit to Coruscant. The mess hall of the Resolute was nothing out of the ordinary, at least if you didn’t listen to some of their conversations. A/n: This was originally from my Wattpad, but I wanted to post it here as well, enjoy! ![]()
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