The atmosphere on the Marauder ship was calm as Crosshair and one of their newer squad members were sorting through some old boxes of supplies. Crosshair, always the skeptical one, was particularly reluctant to check out the contents of a dusty, old box.

He shrugged at one moment, uninterested when they asked what was in the holopad they took in their hand. But his curiosity was piqued when they powered up the holopad and images of him as a cadet and his brothers at Kamino flashed on the screen.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's that?" Crosshair asked, a hint of embarrassment creeping into his voice. He tried to maintain his cool exterior, but then he noticed their smile. That kriffing smile. He scoffed and send them his typical judgy look.

He finally agreed when they asked him to show them more of the pictures. His fingers moved fast as he sorted through the files with the holos before landing on a familiar folder.

"Here, have a look, make fun of me to your heart's content." Crosshair said sarcastically as he handed the pad over to them as the file opened with the holos, shifting his body slightly so they could get a better angle.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're so funny. I look like a damn tooka cub. A very angry and unamused tooka cub." He retorted, crossing his arms as he watched them look through the holos with slight embarrassment.