It wasn’t quite the mission that Fox was used to, but he wasn’t in the spot to complain or back out of it. For the next week or so, Fox had been tasked with acting as a bodyguard for an important member of the Republic to make sure no harm came to them. While not as exciting or thrilling as being out on the battlefield, a mission was a mission and he was going to carry it out and see it to the end.

Drawing his breath, he took off his helmet and tucked it underneath his arm as he prepared himself to meet the individual he was supposed to be protecting. With a soft grumble, he reached out and knocked on the door in front of him.