There once was a man named Finn
Who saw in Poe something akin
He said, "Tell the world we are bros."
"You are my world", Poe did propose
Never more true, a bromance, had been

Furios, look here.
I can lightning punch like you.
Notice me, Senpai.

“Azmodius, please see me in my office. I have a job for you.”
“Be there in a minute”, he replied. Kelly had been his Quaestor for several months now and it was rare for her to call him in outside their regularly scheduled meetings.
“Azmodius, I need you to complete a training scenario with a few of our academy recruits. As former Taskmaster, you had the opportunity to see them when they first arrived and I thought it would be best that you give the assessment and run the scenario with them. We’ll be taking fifteen of them for the next batch of force user company while the rest will continue in basic training to be the best cannon fodder they can be.” Azmodius couldn’t help but snicker at her choice of words before nodding in agreement. As he made his way to the plateau he looked through his data pad at a few members Laren had highlighted.

The Aedile met his class atop the plateau the Pinnacle was built into. He recognized a few of their faces as they stood at attention with their helmets at their sides. As he paced back and forth in front of them, he made his selections. “Alright, Team Aurek with me and Team Besh take your positions atop that hill. Everyone set your weapons to stun, this is only a training exercise”, he ordered. The teams took their positions and awaited the signal to commence. A red flare shot through the air signaling that the teams had reached their starting positions. “Alright, once you see the green flare, I want an assessment of the team’s forces. You’ve been selected to fight with me because you’ve shown promise in your other training scenarios. Your performance here will be judged by myself and those who can’t keep up, will serve as a lesson to others. Those who can keep up, will be rewarded with special forces training and move on to bigger and better things, understood?” The team let out a loud “yes sir” as the green flare signaled the start. The troops put on their helmets and two started assessing the enemy’s forces. “The enemy has us outnumbered three to one and they are in possession of a cannon.” one yelled as their barricade was bombarded with stun shells. “Good. Here’s the plan. I want you three sharpshooters hanging back here to provide support. The rest will follow my lead. stay close and behind cover. I can deflect bolts, but I’ll want you all providing suppressive fire.”

Azmodius led the team up the hill with six men on either side. Four on each end took cover behind the small barriers and provide suppressing fire as the Aedile led them further up the hill. They responded well to their leader’s signals, waiting for him to reach the next barrier before moving forward. As they pressed onward, Azmodius took note of the sharpshooters skills. By the time they had reached the halfway point, roughly a quarter of team Besh’s forces were incapacitated. Another five were taken by the advancing team’s fire. Azmodius reached the top with ten of the advancing troops still conscious. The other two were lost when they disobeyed orders and tried to move past the Aedile and secure a closer position. Upon reaching the top, Azmodius engaged the enemy and took out ten of their men before taking a couple shots to his arm and leg. Feeling a little dizzy, he dropped his sabers and took out another five in hand to hand combat while his support fought off others. Finally, with five conscious opponents remaining, Team Aurek was victorious via surrender. Azmodius sent Team Besh off to report to their overseer and had the elite forces remain. He called the two insubordinates forward. They nervously attempted to justify their actions as wanting to impress the Aedile. Azmodius smiled and quickly thrust one clawed finger in each of their eyes. “Let this be a lesson to you all. We force users are not like you. We are Stronger, faster, better. We will kill more men than you can ever dream to in the blink of an eye and if you disobey us we will do the same to you.” Later Kelly asked her Aedile why two men never reported back to which he replied, "They weren't good enough for cannon fodder."

Arden's speech

We fight for all of Aliso. From the north to the south mole. Iguana see everyone out there at their beast. If you see something needs to be done, you do it regardless of your koala-fications. That’s irr-elephant. Owl not stand for any otter nonsense out there no matter how a-moose-ing it may bee. We will not stop until they are in toad-al panda-monium. They think they can beat us, well Ibex to differ. We took this planet with our bear hands and we will not loose it! If you can’t handle that, please, let minnow. I’ll show you how many fox I give. Those of you that think now is a good time to gopher a drink, remember, the flight will have quite a bit of fur-bulence, so take your stims beforehand so you don't feel eel.

Remember, after every sunset comes a sunrise, followed by breakfast. So donut give up and get yourselves some positivi-tea. We will never let Qui-Gons be Qui-Gones! For those that doubt themselves, just because you're trash doesn't mean you cant do anything. It’s called garbage can, not garbage cannot! You are all living, you all occupy space, and you all have mass. Do you know what that means? It means you matter! These words of encourage-mint mean I be-leaf in you all! Be like protons and stay positive. Finally I say to you all, especially our fleet commanders, go out there and seas the day!

The Bromance is Strong in This One
Prompt A
 
After having spent months in The Circle, orbiting Aliso, Azmodius was somewhat relieved to be called back to the planet’s surface. As he stepped off the shuttle with his top 2 trainees, Mears and Obsidian, the taskmaster felt a mixture of emotions. The last time he was in Aliso City, it had just been rediscovered and nature had taken over, creating a quiet and peaceful environment. At the same time, he couldn’t help but feel impressed with the progress in just a few months.

“Alright guys, go ahead and check out your rooms at The Pinnacle. After that you’re free to do as you please. If you need anything come find me”, he ordered.

“Where will…” Mears began before he was interrupted by Obsidian, “The cantina, where else?”

As the two made their way to The Pinnacle as instructed, Azmodius turned in the direction of the market sector and proceeded to the cantina at the far end. The city was now full of life. The warrior could barely hear his own thoughts over the bartering of the shopkeepers and their rehearsed sales pitches.

“Get out! Go you mangy mutt! You’re scaring away my customers!” a nearby food cart merchant barked at a mid-sized stray dog that had been begging for some scraps. The dog bowed his head as the merchant kicked it away.

“Stop!” Azmodius boomed as he approached the angry merchant.

“You too, peasant. No money, get out and take that beast with you before I call the security forces!” the merchant yelled, noting the exposing Dathomiri robes and ragged binding across the eyes of the Warrior.

“”Oh really?” he mused as he approached the canine, ignoring the ranting of the shopkeeper. The dog backed from Azmodius, sensing the Taskmaster’s powerful aura. Azmodius crouched and communicated his intentions to calm the beast before approaching it and placing his hands on its side. “you should be ok, buddy”, he spoke softly. The shopkeeper grew enraged at being ignored and swung a metal pipe at the Warrior from behind. Azmodius effortlessly caught it in one hand, without moving any other part of his body. As he turned to stand and face the shopkeeper, the realization set in that this was no peasant.

“wh-wh-who a-are y-y-you?!” the terrified merchant stuttered as the warrior lifted him from the ground by the front of his shirt and brought him face to face.

“An Omen”, the Warrior spoke as he flung the merchant at his cart, smashing it in the process. “If I so much as hear of you mistreating the citizens of Aliso City”, Azmodus paused, turning his head to the dog, “I will return and you will face the full extent of my wrath.”

Leaving the merchant and dog behind, the taskmaster continued on his way to the cantina. Outside, he felt a familiar presence.

“Should have known he'd be here.” he thought to himself as he stepped inside and sat at the bar beside his former master, Furios.

“R&R assignment? Wonder what inspired that”, the Epicanthix joked as he poured a shot of vodka in a second glass.

“You knew I was here”, Azmodius spoke, placing the empty glass down on the counter.

“From the moment your shuttle landed”, his master responded, the edges of his mouth curling slightly.

The two Obelisk shared drinks and reminisced for about an hour before they felt the ground shake from what could only be explosions in the distance. As the two made their way towards the site as fast as they could, another charge went off nearby, burying them in the rubble.

a few moments passed, and Azmodius awoke to a slobbering tongue on his face.

“We came as soon as we could.” Mears began, “We were ordered to meet with you before pushing back the droids.”

“We wouldn't have found you if it wasn't for this dog barking at the pile of rubble you were under”, Obsidian continued, “seems you've made a friend in the hours since our arrival.”

“Az, take these two through the market sector and push from the south, Ill engage directly and hold them there until you arrive”, Furios ordered before taking off an incredible speed towards the location of the bombing.

“You heard him, looks like this R&R has turned into live combat training”, the Warrior mused, giddy with excitement.

The three made their way through the market sector as quickly as they could, ordering any remaining civilians to safety. As they approached the rendezvous point, they could see the towering epicanthix carving a clear path through the swarm of droids while Ascendant Forces picked off the remainders with heavy blaster fire.

“hang back and assist the troops, I want you both to take note of what you're about to see”, Azmodius spoke with a slight smile before rushing into the swarm.

“You ever think the taskmaster may be a bit overzealous?” Mears asked his fellow student. “All the time but, he does seem to know what he's doing. Furios was pretty intense as a master from what I hear”, Obsidian replied as the two made their way to the Ascendant troops.

Azmodius was thrilled. The months of statics in The Circle had made him anxious for a battle, even if they were B1 battle droids. Meeting up with his master, the two Obeslisk dispatched thousands of droids in moments. Their synchronicity, having developed over years of intense training and battles, proved far more than a match for the simple droids. When the fighting had quelled, the master and student turned towards each other and clasped their hands together, nodding to each other in respect and admiration of the other’s prowess.

Having witnessed the entire scene, Mears and Obsidian, exchanged looks of amazement and discomfort. “Those two sure have a strange relationship for Dark Jedi” Mears remarked.

“Most definitely”, Obsidian replied, “But you have to admit, that was quite an impressive display of carnage.”

Since I did this on a Mac I wasn't sure how pages would work/reformat on a PC so a text copy is included below.

When Poodoo Hits the Fan – Abduction

“Hey Ozzy, check out this chick we gotta abduct! Some 12 year old named Liora” Ozzy Pawsborne, Azmodius’s feline companion, looked up from licking his crotch and lets out an approving meow. The pair had been together for as long as either can remember, and while Ozzy is capable of speech, he prefers not to unless singing or telling stories. “Looks like she’s having one of those fancy birthdays that wealthy CEOs hold to rub elbows and make deals with each other. Nobody will be paying attention to her so snatching her will be super easy!” With that the two clanked shots of vodka, downed them, and set off fort the party.

On the way to the party, Azmodius explained that they will be getting in under the guise of an entertainer with Azmodius as the handler. Ozzy let out an excited meow and the two preceded to drink more. Blitzed and completely oblivious to their surroundings, the knight and his companion are interrupted in their early celebrating by a warning from the autopilot system. “Fracking space crap!” Azmodius exclaimed, as he stumbled over to the pilot’s station and attempted to manually fly through the debris with a terrified Ozzy clinging to his head for dear life.

Finally having landed, the dock crew was greeted to a lanky and somewhat terrifying Arkanian and shaken cat emerging from a disheveled ship surrounded by smoke and warning alarms ringing. “Oh shut up!!” Azmodius yelled and kicked the ship, oddly silencing the alarms before regaining his composure and preceding to meet with the crew. “This should cover the expenses. I’d like it to be operational by tomorrow morning.” the knight said in an oddly calm tone as he handed one of the crew members a small bag.

After being led to his room to prepare for the festivities, the Arkanian couldn't help but feel he was being watched. “Hey Ozzy, keep your eyes open. something is weird about this place. Im gonna go take a shower.” Whilst cleaning himself, the knight still couldn't shake the feeling that there were eyes on him. Upon returning to the room, he found Ozzy passed out on the bed and a girl in her early 20s rooting through his things. In a flash he was inches away from the distracted girl. “What the hell are you doing, servant girl?! Want to get a look at my things, eh? Get the frack out before I call your superiors!” The girl was shocked at having been discovered and turning to face the knight, she turned bright red as he had dropped his towel. “EEEK!!” she screamed as she scrambled out of the room.

Later as the party was beginning, Azmodius found himself a more quiet corner at the bar to scope out his target. something about that servant still seemed odd to him, almost as if she looked familiar. He tried to shake the feeling as the festivities were beginning. “Ladies and Gentlemen…. grand celebration… daughter, Liora’s 22nd birthday…” Azmodius nearly dropped his jaw. The servant girl, the daughter, his assignment, the picture was a decade old! “ Damn, she's pretty hot too…” he thought to himself as he waited for her father to finish his introductory speech.

Seeing Liora sitting in her seat, looking bored out of her skull, Azmodius thought it best to try to apologize for his behavior earlier. “Hey there, birthday girl. Listen, I wanted to apologize for earlier. I had no idea who you were and I had been getting this weird feeling I was being watched since arriving. Anyways its no excuse and I just wanted to apologize. Drink?”

Liora blushed and nodded, “Actually, I should be the one apologizing. I've been spying on you since you got here. I just saw your ship and how you acted thought you must be pretty tough like the guys in the stories I read. You're just so different from what I'm used to seeing here, I've never really been outside our home. Father doesn't approve.” After a few more drinks and a bit more conversation, they were both decently sauced. “Hey, lets make a deal: I wont say anything about you spying on me, and you don't say anything about seeing me naked.” Liora, now having drank enough to have gotten a bit of confidence replied with a wink, “Only if i can see it again.”

At that the knight smiled as she took him by the hand and the two snuck back to her room. A good couple hours in, and Liora posed a question, “Do you know what today is?” “Well yeah, Its your birthday!” Azmodius replied. “Well yeah but it’s also the day of celebrating all women in the galaxy. And you've made me feel like a woman in every way I could possibly imagine, but theres just one thing I want to try…” Liora said shyly. “Of course, I always encourage experimentation in the bedroom!” ,he replied enthusiastically. As Liora left to grab what she needed, Azmodius thought to himself how much he loved sheltered rich girls. Azmodius’ eyes grew large behind the cloth as Liora returned holding a fairly large strap on.

The next few moments were filled with nervous bargaining before Azmodius bolted for the hall. Running into one room and out the other chased by a sheltered, but quite precocious, daughter of an incredibly successful CEO (Scooby Doo style chase). Ozzy felt something was amiss and followed his friend’s scent to find him absolutely terrified and running from what appeared to be a not so naive girl wearing a large black strap on. “Ozzy!” Azmodius yelled as he tripped over his feline friend and fell face down on the ground. Not a second later, Liora also tripped and fell… right into the Arkanian Jedi. “huuuuh?” Azmodius let out a pained grunt with tears in his eyes. Ozzy covered his eyes with his paws and turned away as Liora whispered, “Happy Intergalactic Women’s Day?”

After settling things with Liora, Azmodius wanted to leave. No longer caring for his mission, he bid the girl farewell and made way for his ship. At this point it had been repaired, but something was amiss. Instead of the usual crew, there were guards posted along the docking bay. “You there! Halt! We know why you're here!” one of them shouted, pointing his blaster rifle at the knight. “Oh crap, I knew it couldn’t be this easy…” 6 guards moved in closer as Ozzy jumped up onto Azmodius’ shoulder. The knight began his attack, clearing guards in his usual acrobatic fashion. Ozzy dug his claws in a bit too deep during one of the Arkanian’s maneuvers and the knight flung the cat into one of the guards faces.

Having cleared them a pathway, Azmodius called to his buddy who was still, viciously clawing at a dead guard who had mistakenly stepped on his tail in all the commotion. Now having boarded their ship, and taken off Azmodius could finally relax. “Oh man, Ozzy. Furios is gonna be furious when he hears I botched such a simple mission. At least we got away from that chick. Oddly, I gotta say, ‘crazy chicks really are the best.’ Think I actually miss her a little…” No sooner had the words left his mouth, Azmodius was pounced upon by no other than Liora. “OHMYGOD! IKNEWYOULOVEDME! ANDYOUREJUSTLIKETHOSEGUYSINTHESTORIESONLYEVENCOOLER! SOBRAVEANDSTRONGANDFULLOFLOVE! IDONTCAREWHATMYDADDYSAYS,WELLBETOGETHERFOREVER!” Both Azmodius and Ozzy’s groans could be heard from outside the ship the whole way back to Aliso.