DESCRIPTION: *****They're standing on a landing platform*****

Mike Ngo:: ::runs around unarmed::

Tycho Celchu: -= looks around =- Oh....

Gavin Darklighter: ::he waits for the rogues to exit and sets up, fire in the hallway:: Mike!

DESCRIPTION: *****Only fog can be seen below them*****

Doc Anreson: -=uses door for cover and fires covering fire for the other ones=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::tosses him, a hold out blaster::

Doc Anreson: Better call for 'em to get us, Celchu!

Tycho Celchu: Myn! Get set up out here!

Corran Horn: -=catches up with wes and turns, firing both carbines back down the hallway=-

Myn Donos: -=runs towards the freighter =-

Mike Ngo:: ::catches the weapon, quick-salutes and keeps running::

DESCRIPTION: *****Guards and thugs pour out of the door rushing the rogues*****

Myn Donos: -=runs after the rogues=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::he is leaned on the wall firing at the guards running throuhg the door::

Doc Anreson: -=runse backwardsish shooting at the thugs=-

Tycho Celchu: -= kneels and fires off several blasts at the doorway =-

Wes Janson: -=looks to corran and smiles=- thanks for the cover... backs faster to the door, firing, wincing as a shot grazes his shoulder=-

Mike Ngo:: ::rolls and goes prone, firing with his hold-out::

Corran Horn: -=backs with wes, firing=-

Myn Donos: -=fires a few shots over his shoulder, still running=-

DESCRIPTION: *****some men drop but the wave keeps coming*****

Doc Anreson: Sith it! -=follows the rogues, occaisionally fuiring behind her=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::fires another volley::

Tycho Celchu: -= keeps firing as he pulls out his comlink =- C> Umm..boss...NOW would be a good time!!

Myn Donos: -=5 more fall=-

DESCRIPTION: *****One idoit has a chip launcher ((Portable concussion missile launcher)) and fires off a shot*****

Doc Anreson: -=growls and tries again, aiming thist ime=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::fires, but hears a click:: oh sith! - Cover!

Tycho Celchu: -= ducks behind a few crates left on the landing platform =-

Doc Anreson: -=stands still and fires at idiot with launcher=-

Wes Janson: -=grabs Corran and hits the floor=-

Myn Donos: C> Is it possible to see the chip from here?

Gavin Darklighter: :: he launches himself from the wall as he runs toward the crates::

Mike Ngo:: ::dives::

Tycho Celchu: C> Tag the doorway Myn!! We have to secure that exit!!

DESCRIPTION: *****The missile goes straight into the air as the man is knocked over with Doc's shot=-

Myn Donos: -=fires at the doorway again=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::runs since he is out of amo:: :: he is half way to the crates::

Tycho Celchu: -= debris from the doorway fals on thugs =-

DESCRIPTION: *****A few moments later a screaming sound can be heard*****

Myn Donos: -=2 more wounded=-

Doc Anreson: -=looks around=-

Myn Donos: -=fires at the guards again=-

Corran Horn: -=hits the quick release on his blasters and replaces the power packs=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::he dives for the crates::

Doc Anreson: What the-?

DESCRIPTION: *****The chip falls from the sky*****

Doc Anreson: SITH!

Mike Ngo:: Hit the deck!

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks up::

Doc Anreson: -=runs for the crates=-

Tycho Celchu: -= looks up from crates and dives back down =-

Gavin Darklighter: sith!

Wes Janson: Oh SITH! -=grabs Corran and takes off running away from the falling chip=-

Myn Donos: -=dives for cover=-

DESCRIPTION: *****It detonates next to Doc throwing her over the platform*****

Gavin Darklighter: :: rolls as he covers his head::

Doc Anreson: ARRAUGH!!!!!! -=scream abruptly cut off as the blast knocks her unconscious=-

Wedge Antilles: -=Quickly locks onto Doc with a tractor beam as she falls=-

Wes Janson: -=skids, hearing the Doc, then runs in that direction=-

Mike Ngo:: ::rolls to see the doc go sailing through the air::

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks up in time to see Doc fall::

Wedge Antilles: -=Then Raises the freighter above the platform=-

Gavin Darklighter: Doc!

Wedge Antilles: C>Open it up Hobbie!

Myn Donos: -=fires at the doorway again=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=sits in shock for a moment, then gets really angry=- You got it.

Tycho Celchu: -= looks as the freighter clears the edge of the platform =- Yahooo!!!

Gavin Darklighter: :: ducks as more fire comes from the hall way::

Hobbie Klivian: -=rains hellfire at the doorway=-

Wedge Antilles: -=The beam finishes pulling in shel=-

Gavin Darklighter: :; he runs near Myn, and flatens on the deck, firing at the door::

Mike Ngo:: ::scrambes to his feet and runs over to the doc, reciting every swear word he can think of in alphabetical::

Gavin Darklighter: Myn!

Wedge Antilles: -=He moves the freighter around and opens the door thingy on it=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=lays down more cover=-

Tycho Celchu: -= stands and fires shots into the doorway =- Come on Rogues!!! Lets go!!!

Gavin Darklighter: we wait till the others are on board then make a run for it

Gavin Darklighter: ::fires::

Myn Donos: -=fires with his sniper rifle on burst at the doorway=-

Wedge Antilles: -=Holds the freighter as still as he can so the rogues can board=-

Hobbie Klivian: Come on... -=fires again=-

Corran Horn: -=fires off a few more shots then runs for the ramp=-

Wes Janson: -=doesn waist time and jumps into the freighter, then lays on the ground giving cover fire=-

Tycho Celchu: -= yells at Myn and Gavin =- Come on you two...or you'll become permenant residents!!!

Myn Donos: -=runs for the ramp firing over his head=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at Myn:: ::follows Myn firing back::

Mike Ngo:: ::gets in the freighter::

Hobbie Klivian: -=fires again, this time screaming=-

Myn Donos: -=in the freighter=-

Wedge Antilles: C> Tell me when Tycho!

Doc Anreson: -=gets pulled into the freighter, unconscious, blood coming from ears, nose and some from mouth too=-

Mike Ngo:: ::flips around and fires supression::

Gavin Darklighter: ::follows him in a few sec behind::

Myn Donos: -=fires out the back=-

Gavin Darklighter: :: he flips in, as a shot, clips him in the foot,::

Wes Janson: -=rolls away and Myn and Gavin jump in, then stands=- Where's the doc?

Corran Horn: -=dives into the freighter=-

Gavin Darklighter: damn!

Myn Donos: Tractored!

Tycho Celchu: -= jumps in and slams the hatch shut =- Now Wedge!!!!!

Mike Ngo:: ::graps gavin by the collar and pulls him in the rest of the way::

Hobbie Klivian: -=one last shot=-

Wedge Antilles: -=opens the throttle and the freighter shoots into space=-

Mike Ngo:: ::fires a few more shots out::

Gavin Darklighter: ::holds his foot, as he curses::

Wes Janson: -=runs to where the tractor bay is, grabbing a med pack on the way=- I've patched up Hobbie enough to count as a medic...

Gavin Darklighter: ::curses as he holds his foot::

Hobbie Klivian: -=gets out of gun turret and runs towards the back=-

Mike Ngo:: ::prays:: please, please

Wedge Antilles: -=Unstraps himself and exits the cockpit=-

Gavin Darklighter: :: cursing ::

Doc Anreson: -=layes on tractorbay floor limply=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=heads for bay=- Damnit. -=pushes whomever gets in his way to the side=-

Wedge Antilles: -=Enters the biggest room on the ship=- How bad is everyone?

Wes Janson: -=runs into the room and drops to his knees by the Doc=-

Doc Anreson: -=lotsa blood=-

Myn Donos: I'm fine lead, though I had the easy part.

Mike Ngo:: ::pulls gavin to a bulkhead and props him against it:: dammit, no wonder you're called bacta boy

Gavin Darklighter: ::on the floor near the ramp, holding his foor::

Wes Janson: -=opens med kit and grabs bandages and bacta salve=-

Tycho Celchu: Fine here boss...-= tries to clear the ringing from his ears from tha missle shot =-

Gavin Darklighter: ::pulled :: :: trys to grin but winces::

Hobbie Klivian: -=finally gets there and sees her bloody form=- Oh sith... Amanda...

Myn Donos: -=pulls out his ear plugs=- That's what these are for Tych.

Gavin Darklighter: I got to live up...to the reputation

Wes Janson: -=looks up=- Hobbie, get me a cup with hot water and mix this into it -=tosses him bacta drink mix=-

Mike Ngo:: ::looks over:: oh gods...

Tycho Celchu: -= gives myn a sidelong glance =- Oh ha ha - Where is doc?

Gavin Darklighter: ::his foot, is smoking a bit::

Wedge Antilles: We've got a good 4 days before the rendezvous

Gavin Darklighter: in the back...she got hit hard

Myn Donos: -=points to the tractor bay room=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=catches pouch and moves to a sink to mix it. Comes back shortly=- Sith Wes...

Wes Janson: -=rolls the Doc onto her back, and pulls out a set of painkillers injects it into her=-

Myn Donos: She tried to fly Tych.

Tycho Celchu: Sith... -= goes to the cargo bay =-

Mike Ngo:: ::turns, unlacing the boot and yanking the boot off::

Wedge Antilles: -=Follows Tycho=-

Gavin Darklighter: ahh! :: grimaces::

Mike Ngo:: oh shut up,

Wes Janson: -=wipes up the blood from her ears=- get her to drink it, slowly.

Tycho Celchu: -= enters the cargo bay to see Wes tending to the doc =-

Mike Ngo:: ::gets up and runs over to get a medkit::

Gavin Darklighter: thank god your not a real doc...

Wes Janson: -=turns to the hold=- someone prep a bacta tank and get me a set of tank clothes!

Hobbie Klivian: -=sits behind Amanda, cradling her head in his lap as he tries to get her to drink it=- Come on, doc. drink up. It's good for you. - The tanks are already prepped.

Tycho Celchu: -= to wes =- Lets get her to medbay!

Doc Anreson: -=coughs and sputters, but gag-reflex causes her to swallow the medicine thopugh she's unconscious=-

Wes Janson: Rub her neck gently Hobbie, get her to swallow it - chin to shoulder

Mike Ngo:: ::runs over to the rest of the crew::

Hobbie Klivian: -=nods and does what Wes says=-

Gavin Darklighter: :: he takes off his vest, and tears it in strips then ties them on his foot::

Wes Janson: -=he checks the rest of her over=- Tycho, you need to help lift her with Hobbie.

Doc Anreson: -=gag-reflex swallows the medicine as hobbie does that strokey thing=-

Gavin Darklighter: :: sighs::

Wedge Antilles: Myn and Mike go to the cockpit and make sure everything is running well

Myn Donos: -=puts his sniper rilfe's safety on and puts it up=-

Tycho Celchu: -= moves to her feet =- Ok hobbie..on 3 - 1..2...3 -= lifts =-

Mike Ngo:: yessir ::throws the medkit to gavin and then runs to the cockpit::

Myn Donos: -=goes to the cockpit=-

Wedge Antilles: Gavin go prep the tank - Run

Gavin Darklighter: cathces the med kit - yes sir

Hobbie Klivian: -=gets ready to stand and on 3 stands, cradling her shoulders= The tanks are already prepped! I did that already!

Tycho Celchu: Make a hole people!!

Gavin Darklighter: :: runs/limps with the medkit inhand, toward the medbay, ingoring his foot::

Wedge Antilles: -=steps aside=-

Tycho Celchu: -= heads out to med bay carring Doc with Hobbie =-

Mike Ngo:: ::hops into the pilot seat, flipping a few dozen switches, almost like reflex as it's automatic to him::

Wes Janson: -=stands and starts to walk to med bay, but is unable to breathe for a sec. he closes his eyes and lets the moment pass, then follows=-

Doc Anreson: -=is limp, is breathing shallowly=-

Myn Donos: No fair! -=hops into the co-pilot's seat=-

Tycho Celchu: -= moves quickly into med bay =-

Hobbie Klivian: Come on, Amanda. Hold on. Don't leave me. -=continues to talk to her as they move to the med bay=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::reaches the med bay to find that the tanks are ready, he finds the tank cloth and sets them out, as he moves a table to the door::

Mike Ngo:: ::smiles:: Myn handle the power systems will ya?

Gavin Darklighter: set her down on the bed

Wedge Antilles: -=follows the group to the med room=-

Wes Janson: -=grabs a bacta suit and walks over=- let's get her dressed and in there. -=hands Hobbie the top=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::limps his way across the med room::

Tycho Celchu: -= lays her gently on the tank loading platform =-

Myn Donos: -=grins=- Ok, -=checks the appropriate gauges=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=carefully removes her shirt and puts on the suit top=-

Wedge Antilles: -=Enters the med bay=- Thanks Gavin, head to the cockpit to help the others

Gavin Darklighter: uh... yes sir

Tycho Celchu: -= puts a rebreather in her mouth and goes to the controls to set up the dunk =-

Wes Janson: -=carefully removes her pants and puts on the diaper shorts=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::limps slowly out of the room::

Mike Ngo:: ::frowns at the throttle displays:: I can stay still and move faster

Wedge Antilles: I'll be in th cockpit Tycho if you need any help call and be right here.

Tycho Celchu: -= nods =- Thanks boss

Wedge Antilles: -=Turns and walks to the cockpit=-

Gavin Darklighter: :: he looks back as Wedge passes him::

Myn Donos: We don't need to blow up the ship. Take it easy.

Tycho Celchu: Ready yall ?

Gavin Darklighter: Sir...

Hobbie Klivian: Help me Wes. -=puts her arm over his shoulder to lift her and get her into the tank=-

Wedge Antilles: Yeah Major?

Gavin Darklighter: Is she gonna me alright?

Mike Ngo:: everything your side check okay? ::to myn::

Wedge Antilles: I'm sure she will be, they know what they're doing

Wes Janson: Yeah -=gets shoulder under her other arm, wincing in pain a bit=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::nods::

Myn Donos: -=looks over the gauges=- Yeah, all are nominal.

Wedge Antilles: They've had the same things happen to all of them at least a dozen times

Tycho Celchu: -= opens the hatch on the bacta and then runs over to Doc. connection the data feed and ekg lines =-

Wedge Antilles: -=Enters the cockpit=- How's it goin?

Mike Ngo:: Golden, general

Gavin Darklighter: ::he reaches the cockpitt, ::

Hobbie Klivian: -=Moves Amanda to the tank and lowers her in=-

Myn Donos: Perfectly fine sir.

Wedge Antilles: Good, sorry about that. I just wanted to get us out of their way so they could work.

Tycho Celchu: -= runs back to the controls and starts the rejuvination cycle =-

Wes Janson: -=helps lower her in, and once again can't breathe for a second and almost falls into the tank with Doc=-

Mike Ngo:: ::grimaces:: she looked pretty mangled up wedge

Hobbie Klivian: -=closes the hatch then pulls out his blaster and points it at Wes=- You, in the other one or I stun your arse.

Doc Anreson: -=slipps into the tank and floats beneath the bacta, knee-length braid floating out behind her=-

Tycho Celchu: -= looks up at Wes =- Hobbie!! Get a hold on Wes before he falls in!!

Myn Donos: That kinda happens when a chip blows up next to you.

Wedge Antilles: They're getting her in the bacta pretty quickly.

Mike Ngo:: yea no kidding

Hobbie Klivian: -=grabs Wes and hauls him to the bed=-

Wes Janson: -=sits back=- Gavin's hurt too... if he's worse he goes in first...

Mike Ngo:: good, good glad to hear

Hobbie Klivian: -=goes and gets a suit and tosses it to him=- You go in first. -=levels blaster=-

Wedge Antilles: Okay well you all can get some sleep. We're going to be on this ship for awhile.

Tycho Celchu: -= grabs a hypo and waks up to Wes and injects his arm =- Nighty Night Major...-= smiles =-

Gavin Darklighter: ::he sits in the chair, and ingores his foot, and closes his eyes::

Wedge Antilles: So relax I guess

Wes Janson: -=eyes open wide and he turns, then his eyes roll up into his head and he collapses into Hobbie's arms, his breathing labored from the shock=-

Hobbie Klivian: Tycho! -=stomps his foot like a child=- I wanted to stun him!

Mike Ngo:: ::nods:: will do

Myn Donos: -=settles into a catnap=-

Mike Ngo:: Gavin how's your foot? ::realizing he's in the cockpit too::

Gavin Darklighter: huh?

Tycho Celchu: -= smiles =- Well, i stunned him...you can dunk him

Hobbie Klivian: -=lays Wes back and begins to undress him to put on the suit=-

Wedge Antilles: -=Sits in one of the rear chairs and pulls out a datapad=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::opens his eyes slowly:: fine... ::lies::

Mike Ngo:: your foot, the one with the hole in it

Gavin Darklighter: I'll live...

Hobbie Klivian: -=gets Wes ready and into the other tank=-

Mike Ngo:: ::hesitates::

Wes Janson: -=starts to breath irregular, sending off alarms on the rebreather=-

Mike Ngo:: Myn take ov.. ::sees he's fast asleep::

Tycho Celchu: -= grabs a med kit and leaves but yells at Hobbie =- Take care of things here..i'l be in the cockpit

Wedge Antilles: -=Starts his "relaxing" by going over the mission and thinking about the different angles that could happen and that he needed to be prepared for=-

Mike Ngo:: okay then... ::sets the ship on auto::

Myn Donos: -=sleeping dreaming of a few good moments=-

Hobbie Klivian: Sith... sithsithsithsithsith. -=trys to recycle the rebreather to make Wes breathe better=-

Tycho Celchu: -= walks to the cockpit =-

Mike Ngo:: C'mon we should get that foot proprely treated

Wes Janson: -=as the pure oxygen level raises, Wes' breathing calms=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks back up at Mike::

Mike Ngo:: lest you want to wait and then it gets so bad they have to cut it off

Gavin Darklighter: I'm alrihght really

Mike Ngo:: i've seen that ya know

Tycho Celchu: -= walks into the cockpit and hands the medkit to mike =- Take care of Gavin's foot...i'll take the pilot seat

Gavin Darklighter: its not smoking anymore...

Hobbie Klivian: Janson, I am so going to kill you when you wake up. -=sighs and climbs up on the bed=-

Mike Ngo:: ::looks at tych, then at gavin:: see? not i'm under orders

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at Mike:: ::sighs:: oh alright

Tycho Celchu: -= takes the pilot seat as mike gets up =- Thats an order Gavin

Mike Ngo:: does everyone in your family have something against bacta?

Gavin Darklighter: ::he takes the makeshift bandageshirt off his foot::

Mike Ngo:: ::helps him up::

Gavin Darklighter: yes sir...::to Tycho::

Tycho Celchu: -= taps Myn on the shoulder =-

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at Mike::

Hobbie Klivian: -=lays on his side facing the two tanks and watches them until he falls asleep=-

Myn Donos: -=wakes up=-

Tycho Celchu: You know Myn...there are crew bunks in the back

Mike Ngo:: ::walks gavin to med bay::

Myn Donos: Yes sir?

Gavin Darklighter: :: walked to med bay::

Myn Donos: I'm the only one in the cockpit for now...I'm ok now.

Tycho Celchu: -= looks at Myn =- Wedge and I are here now...you can go get some shuteye if you want

Mike Ngo:: ::calling to all:: hey if you have some bacta to spare can you get a bucket full so gavin here can dip his foot in it?

Myn Donos: He can have mine Mike.

Gavin Darklighter: ::he hops over to one of the beds, and lies down::

Myn Donos: -=gets up and gives his seat over to Tych=-

Mike Ngo:: okay no one's here...

Wedge Antilles: -=Looks up from the datapad giving Tycho a look with stress written all over his face=-

Mike Ngo:: ::feels stupid for talking to no-one::

Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie lies fast asleep before the tanks, exhausted emotionally and physically=-

Gavin Darklighter: I'm sure that...there is a bucket around here...

Mike Ngo:: ::gets some bacta-in-a-bucket, or however the hell they do that::

Myn Donos: What about a patch?

Tycho Celchu: -= smiles at Wedge =- Two in bacta and and only one foot lost...not bad for a day in Rogue Squadron.

Mike Ngo:: blaster shot when through the leg

Gavin Darklighter: ::shrugs:: i don't know...

Myn Donos: Ok bacta-in-a-bucket it is.

Wedge Antilles: -=grins=- As long as none leave us I'm happy

Mike Ngo:: ::walks over with the bucket:: dip your foot in this and leave it there

Wedge Antilles: Got a message from Cracken during the fight.

Myn Donos: -=Helps supporting Gavin=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::glares at bucket as if to try to blast it::

Tycho Celchu: -= nods =- Every day we live im happy...and every day we live...another imp gets more and more nearvous

Gavin Darklighter: ::helped he dips his leg, in the bacta, winces a bit::

Mike Ngo:: you'd rather be sent airborne instead? ::cocks an eyebrow::

Gavin Darklighter: no ::looks down with a scolded face on ::

Mike Ngo:: ::shrugs at myn:: geez,

Tycho Celchu: So where to boss?

Myn Donos: Yeah, I guess we were lucky Mike.

Wedge Antilles: We'll meet with the home one in 4 days - There we'll take on supplies and other things and continue to Hoth

Tycho Celchu: -= nods and sets in the HS coordinates =- I'm not looking forward to returning to hoth.....not one bit

Mike Ngo:: it's bound to catch up sooner or later... statistics says so anyway

Myn Donos: I want to change those statistics, Mike, very badly...for some former comrades.

Wedge Antilles: I'm going to try and get some sleep. I'll put Mike and Myn on first watch if you would like some also.

Mike Ngo:: ::nods:: agreed :kinda feeling how young he really is::

Tycho Celchu: -= smiles =- Thanks boss, but you know me.... never could sleep during a hper space jump

Myn Donos: Hey, Mike could you find Gavin some crutches?

Wedge Antilles: Okay well wake me if you need me, if not I'll be up in a few hours

Mike Ngo:: sure thing ::walks around, searching the counters and cabinets::

Tycho Celchu: -= throws the lever and the stars streeak into a brilliant tunnel of light as the freighter heads off into HS =- No problem Wedge...sleep well

*****End Sim*****