Loth-kitten
The next morning, Fives gets released from the medbay. To Cutup, the barracks feel completely normal once he’s back, with the usual antics taking place. Zeer and Hevy have a disassembled Z-6 in front of them, and are crouched over the pieces, muttering to each other. Cutup dimly hears something about a flamethrower and tries not to be alarmed. Droidbait and Attie are reading something off of a datapad at the table. Fives, released from the medbay but still under firm orders to stay in bed, is fidgeting impatiently even though Echo and Nax are trying to keep him occupied with light conversation. Cutup himself is wiping down his DC-15 and watching curiously as Coric runs through a medic program that flashes the screen of his datapad green every time he answers a question correctly. He hasn’t gotten one wrong yet.
