DESCRIPTION: ------- Tycho's office aboard Mon Remonda - The office is two officers quarters with the adjoining wall removed - the alderanin teak wood desk was a gift from Mirax on her last run - tycho sits behind his desk, going over guncam holos from the weeks past skirmishes --

Tycho Celch: -= scratches at his forehead =- Damn glad that didnt scar..-= he thought to himself=- -= sits back with a foot up on the corner of his desk, the holos play on a small monitor=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::presses Tychos door chime:: ::smiles::

Tycho Celch: -= hears the door chime , and looks up =- Yes?

Gavin Darklighter: ::the door opens::

Tycho Celch: -= drops his foot to the floor and leans foward, turning off the holo screen =-

Gavin Darklighter: Hey Col ::smiles:: I see you are getting use to this office ::enters and sits down::

Tycho Celch: -= leans back and folds his arms across his chest =- What can I do for you Major?

Gavin Darklighter: Actually I came to see what I can do for you

Tycho Celch: -= raises an eyebrow=- Im sorry?

Gavin Darklighter: I was wondering how you were doing and thought Id stop by and see if you needed anything ::smiles::

Tycho Celch: -= leans foward and rubs at his eyes =- Yeah, I need sleep.....

Gavin Darklighter: ::laughs::

Tycho Celch: but im not gonna get any till i finish these reports.

Gavin Darklighter: I see...::thinks how he can help::...

Tycho Celch: -= sighs as he pours himself another cup of caf from the decantur =-

Gavin Darklighter: Maybe you should make Wes write the reports ::grins::

Tycho Celch: Im sorry im not much fun today kid...just have alot on my mind. -= half-smiles =-

Gavin Darklighter: Its ok, a lot has happened

Tycho Celch: -= smile visibly fades at the mention of Wes's name =- Yup, alot...

Wes Janson: -=Wes stares at his reflection in the window of the Mon Remonda outside Tycho's office. He sighs, then turns and presses the DOOR CHIME=-

Gavin Darklighter: I bet you thats him

Tycho Celch: -= thinks to himself =- What is this? Grand Central Station?....

Tycho Celch: Enter!

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at Tycho::

Wes Janson: -=takes a deep breath and stands at attention as the door opens=- -=Wes enters, wearing a crisp flight suit with his full GENERAL military rank bars on=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::turns back to the door and grins:: ::laughs::

Wes Janson: -=and suprisingly, he's not wearing his cap, and the weeks worth of fuzz on his hair is for all to see=-

Tycho Celch: -= raises an eybrow then returns to a passive look =- Can I help you Wes?

Gavin Darklighter: ::controling himself::

Wes Janson: I didn't realize that you have company.

Gavin Darklighter: Its alright Wes, I was just leaving to attend to my fighter

Wes Janson: -=waves hand=- No, you can stay. You can witness this.

Wes Janson: -=walks up to Tycho's desk and looks down at him=- Colonel... can I have a word with you.

Gavin Darklighter: ::stops as he heads to the door:: Its alright

Tycho Celch: -= motions to gavin =- Sit MAjor...you too Wes

Gavin Darklighter: Or not

Wes Janson: -=tosses the sealed return to duty diskette on Tycho's desk=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::turns and sits down::

Wes Janson: I'm actually still a general until I open that, from what I understand -=doesn't sit... not yet=-

Tycho Celch: -= sits back heavily in his chair and sighs =- And?

Wes Janson: Well... I see I have two choices... I can either retire now, live on a general's pension the rest of my life and enjoy the fortunes of high rank retirement...

Tycho Celch: -= steeples his fingers and nods =-

Gavin Darklighter: ::nods::

Wes Janson: Or I could return to the Rogues and make all your lives living hell, but give up a rank that I'm probably never going to see again.

Gavin Darklighter: ::smiles::

Tycho Celch: -= nods again as he takes another sip of caf =- Seems you have made up your mind already..

Wes Janson: -=places hands on Tycho's desk and crouches down to be eye to eye with him=- But I want to know what you would do...

Tycho Celch: -= closes eyes and then slowly opens them =- Would you PLEASE sit?

Gavin Darklighter: ::frown on his face::

Wes Janson: -=grins evily and sits on Tycho's desk=- I still outrank you... I can do whatever I want...

Gavin Darklighter: ::sighs and shakes his head::

Wes Janson: -=wants to press Tycho for all it's worth=-

Tycho Celch: -= stands and turns to look out a view port, he runs a hand through his deshelved hair =-= he turns slowly them frowns =- I dont care if your an Admiral! Get your Ass off my desk!

Gavin Darklighter: ::glad tycho is not mad at him::

Wes Janson: -=raises eyebrows and smiles=- Temper temper... ok, I'll sit. -=gets up and sits in a comfy chair on gavin's right=-

Tycho Celch: -= sighs as the redness drains from his face =- Wes...you and I have been through alot together.....

Gavin Darklighter: ::still wondering if he should be there::

Tycho Celch: We have been the core of this squadron for some time.... we have buried many friends........ and almost each other

Wes Janson: -=brings arm up to his chin, listening=-

Tycho Celch: -= turns back to his chair and plops down in it =- I have been at odds with myself since ... this mess started,

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at Tycho::

Tycho Celch: -= sighs as he looks off =- I have never wanted to vape a friend...... Well, never mind.........look Wes, -= he looks straight at him =- What I would decide for me, may not be what is best for you. -= sighs =- Only you can decide that...... You have to do what you feel is right

Wes Janson: -=sighs=- Tycho... -=tries to find the right words...=- When you guys left me... at first I understood. I knew that what you were doing was right. But then, when Siee and Wedge... when I thought that they had died... -=stops for a sec=-

Tycho Celch: -= winces as the memories flood back =-

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks away::

Wes Janson: And Beruss was whispering in my ear... she made me believe that you guys, not the Rogues but your defectors, had been the ones to kill my sister. Something snapped, Tycho. I had lost my best friend and my baby sister, and there was nothign I could do about it, and I didn't have any of you there for me.

Wes Janson: -=sits back=- She took advantage of me there, Tycho. She found my button and pressed it.

Tycho Celch: -= gets up and walks back to the viewport, leaning heavily with both hands against it =-

Wes Janson: I tried to fight against her... but when I saw Fel destroy the ship I disabled, i lost it.

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks down as he punches the image of Wes being manipulated::

Wes Janson: I didn't know who to trust, what to do, how to act. I mean, look at what I became when you finally were able to get me. Hell, Tycho, if I had stayed there any longer, I swear I probably would have killed one of you....

Gavin Darklighter: Wes... it wasn't your fault

Tycho Celch: -= hangs his head low , and in a shallow tone =- No.....it was mine

Gavin Darklighter: we shouldn't have left you... Tycho no

Wes Janson: no, it wasn't anyone's fault Tycho... that's what I've come to realize

Gavin Darklighter: it was fate ::agrees with Wes::

Wes Janson: -=leans forward in seat=- Listen to me, Tycho. I made my choices freely to stay.

Tycho Celch: -= turns around =- I was in charge, I left you....i left a friend behind....

Wes Janson: I set on the path... you didn't push me onto it

Tycho Celch: and for that, there is no forgiveness.

Gavin Darklighter: Tycho thats not true and you know it

Tycho Celch: -= slowly moves back to his chair =- Yes it is Gavin....Wes should be angry at me

Wes Janson: -=sighs=- shut up and let me talk for once, ok?

Gavin Darklighter: ::says nothing more::

Tycho Celch: -= closes his eyes =-

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks down::

Wes Janson: Tyc... remember how you and Wedge always joke about me growing up... well, it was about time that I did... and I did hard... and I did it alone. I thought that I had lost myself in it, but.... -=sighs=- I kept fighting, cause I kept thinking about what you would do if you were in my shoes. Tycho, you weren't there in body, but everything that I ever learned from you was with me.

Tycho Celch: -= opens his eyes slowly as he sits down =-

Wes Janson: And the reason I didn't want to be rescued was because I wanted to finish the battle so I could bring you home myself... as a way of thanking you. But when you rescued me... i dunno... i just lost it... everything I had been fighting for...

Tycho Celch: -= so many thoughts, so many emotions..yet his face remains sullen =-

Wes Janson: my whole internal battle with myself and everything... I lost it... and there you were again to knock some sense back into me... literally.

Gavin Darklighter: ::stares at the floor::

Wes Janson: -=stands and goes to Tycho, placeing a hand on his shoulder=- You NEVER deserted me, Tycho. I left on my own, and you were there with me here. -=puts one hand on his heart=- -=looks down at Tycho, hoping his words had some kind of effect=-

Tycho Celch: -= his face redens slightly as his vision blurs =- I ..... I .... -= straightens up and looks at wes =- I can remember when we busted Wedge out of that ... stockade on Thyrisa 6

Gavin Darklighter: ::feels out of place::

Tycho Celch: -= sighs =- We almost lost it there...-= attempts a smile =-

Wes Janson: -=nods=- WE've been through alot... -=looks to Gavin=- All of us. I wouldn't change any of it for the world, Tycho. Not a single bacta dip... tear or drink.

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks up at them:: ::half smiles:: neither would I

Tycho Celch: -= looks up =- I guess what im trying to say Wes.....-= looks away =- Is that i feel you are a brother to me

Wes Janson: -=looks back at Tycho=- I know. But I can't promise you that I'm going to be the same person anymore, Tycho. A LOT has happened to me, and I still have to sort it out in my mind.

Gavin Darklighter: Things will never be the same... but maybe change like this is a good thing...

Tycho Celch: -= opens a desk drawer and gets out a small box =- Like i said though...its up to you

Wes Janson: But I can return one thing back to normal... -=reaches up and takes off the general pipes and hands them to Tycho=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::smiles::

Wes Janson: If you'll have me still, that is. -=smiles=-

Tycho Celch: -= takes the rank then hands Wes the small box =- Welcome back to Rogue Squadron MAJOR -= smiles =- It wouldnt be the same without you.

Wes Janson: -=nods=- True. You'd all miss my sparkling personality. -=examines box=- What's this?

Gavin Darklighter: no it would be too "normal" with out you ::grins::

Tycho Celch: -= grins =- Your ranks...Major.

Wes Janson: -=smiles and opens box=-

Tycho Celch: -= sighs =- Actually, they are my old MAjor ranks...from when i was made Major after Hoth

Wes Janson: -=eyes open wide=- Tycho, i can't take these... -=hands them back=- I have my own somewhere in Wedge's office back on Coruscant...

Tycho Celch: Now they are YOURS....please. -= pushs the box back =-

Wes Janson: -=shakes head, holding back a laugh=- You and your alderannian stubornness... Oh, and I have something for you... -=reaches into boot and grabs spare blaster=- I believe I owe you one...

Tycho Celch: -= smiles =- Thats ok, keep it.....I already billed it to your next pay voucher. -= laughs =-

Wes Janson: I hope that's my last pay voucher as a general... otherwise I won't be able to afford my doctor bills... -=grins=-

Tycho Celch: -= stands and hugs Wes =- Just kidding...id trade 20 blasters to have you back

Wes Janson: -=hugs Tycho back=- unfortunatly I just traded a general's pension for you -=pushes Tycho back so he can look him in the eye=- You'd better be worth it!

Tycho Celch: -= winks =- Hey! It's me. -= laughs =-

Wes Janson: -=laughs, shaking head, then looks to gavin=- And I guess I get you with my spare change...

Tycho Celch: -= grins as he sits back in his chair and props a foot up on his desk =-

Gavin Darklighter: ::smiles::

Tycho Celch: -= picks up a datacard and hands it to Wes =- Hes worht more than spare change......

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at Tycho::

Tycho Celch: hes your new partner.....for now. -= grins =-

Wes Janson: -=sits down dilerbertly on Tycho's desk again=- Yeah... wait a sec... what about Hobs?

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at Wes:: yeah where is he anyway

Wes Janson: -=laughs=- sleeping... where else?

Gavin Darklighter: ::laughs:: Who's gonna be his partner?

Tycho Celch: -= raises an eyebrow at Wes =- You two are on patrol for the next rotaion

Wes Janson: -=looks at return to duty packet on desk=- no I'm not...

Gavin Darklighter: ::grins:: Oh come on Wes I won't let anything happen to you

Wes Janson: -=bites lips=- I dunno... I'm still not too comfortable flying... the other day... that was cause suicide boy here got me scared...

Gavin Darklighter: ::sighs:: Wes... hey!

Tycho Celch: -= looks at wes annoyed but grinning =-

Gavin Darklighter: ...what do you you mean "suicide boy" ?!! ::grins::

Wes Janson: Which, by the way, my psychiatrist says he wants to have a word with you, Mr. Suicide Boy

Gavin Darklighter: What!!

Wes Janson: between that last action and bringing a loaded blaster into the room of a psych patient, he wants to examine YOUR head next

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at Tycho:: ::looks at Wes::

Wes Janson: -=grins at Tycho=-

Tycho Celch: -= laughs =- Thats what Isaard said as i recall...

Gavin Darklighter: ::growls:: Thats not funny

Wes Janson: -=shrugs=- never met the lady... kinda glad on that one... one manipulative bitch is enough in my world

Gavin Darklighter: Which world is that?

Tycho Celch: -= smiles =- Well, I still need two pilots for now...and yall are the only ones that have NOT had a patrol in the last 3 days

Gavin Darklighter: ::grins::

Wes Janson: Neither has Hobbie, and he's on active duty.

Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at Wes:: ...so are you. now at least

Wes Janson: -=points to disc=- Seal isn't broken, I'm not back yet... -=grabs disc before Tycho can=-

Gavin Darklighter: ::shakes head::

Wes Janson: -=places it in his pocket=- I think I'm going to take a nice long weekend before I return..

Wes Janson: -=grins=-

Tycho Celch: -= smiles =- Fine...you got 48hr leave....just get your ASS off my desk! -= laughs =-

Wes Janson: -=jumps off desk, laughing=- Yes Sir. -=salutes, then runs hands through fuzzy hair=- I miss my hair...

Tycho Celch: Get out of here! -= winks =- I have work to do

Wes Janson: Sure thing... just don't let me catch you down at the bar. I've heard about your alchy ways and I will be riding you on it, Colonel.

Tycho Celch: -= tosses a datacard at wes =- Get out you! -= smiles =-

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