Tycho Celchu::: ************ BEGIN SIM **************
DESCRIPTION: ------- NR Fighter Command Hanger deck 12 - the "new" Rogues fighters are preped for takeoff ------
Wes Janson:: C> CAll them out as you go green, Rogues.
Jagged Fel:: C>5 is ready -=spins his fighter=-=Rockets out of the hanger=-
DESCRIPTION: ----- the other Rogues call in and depart in order -----
Davin Felth:: C> 7 ready to go ::he followed Fel out and soun his fihter aslo::
Wes Janson:: C> Ok Rogues. Felth will be transmitting the coordinates. Fel, lead us out
Davin Felth:: ::he starts transmitting the coordinates to the others::
Davin Felth:: C> ok coordinates ion the way:
Jagged Fel:: C> Okay Rogues prepare to jump to Aradel on my mark.
Davin Felth:: C> Copy
Jagged Fel:: C> 3,2,1 mark!
Davin Felth:: ::he pulls the hs levers and jumps behinD Fel ::
Wes Janson:: -=takes the coorinates and jump to HS=-
Jagged Fel:: -=His fighter jumps out into HS=- -=His droid beeps as they approach the exit vector=- -=His fighter drops from HS as the timer runs down=-
Davin Felth:: ::he reverts right behind Fel::
Wes Janson:: -=goes out to Fel's left, his wingman beside him=-
Jagged Fel:: -=A large chunk of debris bounces off his shields=- -=He jumps in his seat not expecting anything=-
DESCRIPTION: ----- the planet Aradel lays silent witness to the remains of battle -----
Wes Janson:: -=takes a quick reading=- C> 5, was this on teh mission planning?
Jagged Fel:: C> No lead. I want everyone scanning for any traces of the ore haulers
Davin Felth:: C> 5 I am picking up large chunks of debris about 6 klicks out
Wes Janson:: -=nods, smiling at Fel's obvious concern for survivors=-
Davin Felth:: ::waits for a response::
Jagged Fel:: C> I'm getting a few escape pods out there but I don't know if there is life. So leave them.
DESCRIPTION: ----- The Rebel Interdictor: Snare , activates its gravity generators ------
Jagged Fel:: C> Our objective is the haulers
DESCRIPTION: ------- it manuvers from behind the planet with two Mon Cal MC80as beside it ---------
Davin Felth:: ::an alram starts to sound::
Wes Janson:: C> gravity from 10 kLics... think we've been had, boys
Jagged Fel:: C> Lock 'em!
Davin Felth:: C> 5 I am picking up enemy fighters
Davin Felth:: C> copy
Jagged Fel:: -=Locks the s-foils on his X-wing=-
DESCRIPTION: ------- 3 squadrons of A-wings and 3 squadrons of B-WIngs deploy from the Mon Cal ships ----
Davin Felth:: ::locks his s foils in attack position::
Wes Janson:: -=locks s-foils into attack position=- C> Ok Rogues, Fel is battle lead. Listen to him well and we'll get home to deal with the senator's wrath later
Jagged Fel:: C> I looks like 32 slims and 32 crosses
Jagged Fel:: C> Spit by groups. 1 flight get that INT. 2 and 3 will fly cover.
Davin Felth:: ::grins:: Not like I was going to follow yu anyway
DESCRIPTION: --- the A-Wings move to intercept any torps the Rogues fire at the cap ships --------
Davin Felth:: ::he keys his private comm to Fel's::
Davin Felth:: prvt C> 5
DESCRIPTION: ---- the B-Wings scream in...all 36 of them ---------
Wes Janson:: C> Ok, one flight on me. Arm lasers and torps.
Davin Felth:: prvC> watch your back
Jagged Fel:: -=Manuvers through a wall of red and blue fire=-
Wes Janson:: -=looks to Snipe=- Snipe, i want you to set the lasers to firing protacal 7, just like last time, but... make the ions weaker and the lasers stronger...
Jagged Fel:: -=links his lasers to quad mode and targets what seems to be a squad leader=-
Wes Janson:: -=takes the 1 flight into the heart of the incoming flight of b-wings=- C> scatter and regroup on the other side of them on my mark...
Jagged Fel:: -=His crosshairs flash green over the hull of the b-wing and he fires=-
DESCRIPTION: ---- several rogue x-wings Break off, only to fall victim to B-Wing ION cannons -----------
DESCRIPTION: =Comm chatter= C>Targets approaching, lock blasters and Ion cannons=
Jagged Fel:: -=3 of his lasers hit the shield of the b-wing=-
Wes Janson:: C> Mark! -=splits off into a barrel roll, working his way under the incoming fighters=-
Jagged Fel:: -=He fires again aiming for the cockpit=-
Davin Felth:: ::he manuvers his fighter and locks on a B-wing::
DESCRIPTION: ---- two A-wings break high and nail a torp that was inbound on the Snare -----
DESCRIPTION: =3 B-wings split off and start to flank the incoming swarm=
Jagged Fel:: -=another 3 hit taking out the shields=-
Davin Felth:: ::getting a lock he fired::
Jagged Fel:: -=Rolls the x-wing and chops speed to stay behind it and fires=-
Wes Janson:: -=sees a b-wing on his tail=- get off me or else you're going to make me do something I don't want to do...
Jagged Fel:: -=2 more hit and the fighters wings tear away from the rest of the fighter as it explodes=-
DESCRIPTION: =the laser targetting preset is active, the b-wings start painting Wes's fighter as a target
Davin Felth:: pr C> Fel they want the general
Jagged Fel:: -=Rockets through the explosion=-
Wes Janson:: -=barrel rolls out of targeting of b-wing, rolling behind the b=-
Jagged Fel:: pr C> Not much we can do Felth. Do not help him.
Wes Janson:: -=paints the b with a target lock=- break it... get out of it...
Jagged Fel:: pr C> Your main concearn is to survive
DESCRIPTION: =One of the B-wings slows to open the gap between Wes's incoming fighter=
Davin Felth:: pr C> alright, but i don't want to see the senator pissed
Jagged Fel:: -=Fires at a passing A-wing=-
DESCRIPTION: ----- the Mon Cal ships come in close and begin hitting xwings with ION fire -----
Jagged Fel:: -=1 laser hits it=-
Wes Janson:: -=hears target locks on him and rolls quickly=-
Jagged Fel:: -=Banks with the quick fighter and fires again=-
Davin Felth:: ::he rolls and tries to avoid the ions::
Wes Janson:: -=automatically fires weapons on reflex, lasers aimed at a b-wing=-
DESCRIPTION: =B-wing fires ions but miss on a large margin=
Jagged Fel:: -=3 more hits scar the hull of the fighter=-
DESCRIPTION: =Comm chatter= C>converge converge
Davin Felth:: ::he ship sparks a bit but shield are to 75% ::
Jagged Fel:: -=the fighter jukes left into his crosshairs and he fires=-
Davin Felth:: ::he rolls and is suddenly flying near the generals fighter::
Wes Janson:: -=watches bwing spark, a wing breaking off as the ship spins away=-
DESCRIPTION: =a flight of b-wings peels off and starts after Wes=
Jagged Fel:: -=Another 3 hit cutting the A-wing down the center=-
Wes Janson:: -=takes deep breath, muttering a curse, then rolls away from incoming fighters=-
Davin Felth:: ::locking on a B wing he rolls and comes up behind it::
DESCRIPTION: =A gusty B-wing pilot switches targetting to manual, thinking he's luke skywalker=
Davin Felth:: ::gets a lock and fires::
Jagged Fel:: -=Loops up and around firing shots everywhere=-
DESCRIPTION: =the pilot fires ions manually at Wes's fighter=
Jagged Fel:: -=Zones in on a lone a-wing=-
DESCRIPTION: ---- one Mon Cal ship, the Remonda, sets up on Wes's fighter-----
Wes Janson:: -=feel ship shudder as sheilds take a BIg hit=- SITHSPIT@
Jagged Fel:: -=Comes up from under it and opens up=-
Wes Janson:: -=works on rolling out of the line of fire=-
Jagged Fel:: -=3 hits knocking out shields=-
Wes Janson:: -=fire in his eyes, looking to find the ship that shot at him=-
Davin Felth:: ::he breaks out of the explosion and his droid beeps a warning::
DESCRIPTION: ---- Remonda fires an ION salvo at Wes's fighter-------
Jagged Fel:: -=The surprised fighter dives=-
Davin Felth:: C> Sithspawn!!
Jagged Fel:: -=He inverts his own fighter to follow=-
DESCRIPTION: =the gyros on the b-wing spin arouynd as the fighter peels off=
Davin Felth:: ::he dives and rolls::
Jagged Fel:: -=Executes a tallon roll and fires=-
DESCRIPTION: -------- 3 ION blasts hit wes full amidships ---------
Wes Janson:: -=ship spins out of control. Wes hits his head on teh control panel=-
DESCRIPTION: =another B-wing closes in to take it's place, laser locks and fires ions at wes=
Jagged Fel:: -=1 hit and the paniced fighter jukes all over the place but never too far in any direction=
DESCRIPTION: ------ the Remonda launches two assault shuttles for EVAC/Rescue-----
Jagged Fel:: -=he waits until the fighter bounces into his crosshairs and fires=-
Davin Felth:: ::he dives to port::
Wes Janson:: -=wipes hands against head, then fumbles under panel for a cold start=- come on... start baby... come on...
DESCRIPTION: -------- the INT Snare moves in ---------
Jagged Fel:: -=a single laser bursts open the canopy and the pilot falls out of the craft into space=-
DESCRIPTION: --------- the two shuttles lock tractors on Wes's fighter-------
DESCRIPTION: =The b-wing switches to laser fire, and tries for a laser lock on Wes's manuevering jets=
Wes Janson:: -=cold start fails. Pulls out personal comlink and triggers Fel=- C> Fel... get the Rogue outta here...
Jagged Fel:: -=Fires at a b-wing before answering=-
DESCRIPTION: -------- the shuttles tow Wes back to Remonda ---------
Jagged Fel:: -=1 hit=- Not with this INT here I can't!
Jagged Fel:: -=Switches to torps=-
DESCRIPTION: ------- The INT Snare drops the gravity Well and hypes out ----------
Wes Janson:: C> If I know what they want, it's me... just start running and they should let you go
Jagged Fel:: -=Fires duals at a B-wing=- -=1 hits exploding it=- C> Fall back!
DESCRIPTION: -------- The MC80A Tsunami Hypes out -----------
Jagged Fel:: -=Watches as the rest of the fighters begin to return to their ships=-
Wes Janson:: C> Tell madine I'm sorry... and watch out for Beruss... she's gonna backstab you
Jagged Fel:: -=Loops his fighter up and around with a spin to level him=-
Davin Felth:: ::he manuvers a roll ::
DESCRIPTION: ------ the remaing B and A wings hype out as the assault shuttles enter Remondas hanger ----
Davin Felth:: ::avoiding the ions::
Jagged Fel:: -=Guns his engines=-
Davin Felth:: ::he follows Fel::
DESCRIPTION: -------- the Remonda , having recovered its pRize, hypes out of the system -----
Jagged Fel:: -=Gets to the hyperpoint=- C> Jump when you're clear
Davin Felth:: C> Copy
Jagged Fel:: -=His fighter jumps into a bright tunnel of light=-
Davin Felth:: ::he jumps to hs::
Wes Janson:: -=sits in his x-wing, waiting for the inevitable=- -=wipes forehead, seeing the blood from when his head smashed against the panals=-
Jagged Fel:: Hyper C> That hutt. I think he had this planned all along...
Davin Felth:: ::doesn't respond immidiatly:: Hpyr C> you didn't really think he was not going to try and escape
DESCRIPTION: =Wes's x-wing is loaded into the Remonda's docking bay=
Davin Felth:: ::grins:: Hyper C> but now we can really do our jobs
Jagged Fel:: -=His droid sends a message over his screen=- What?!?
Davin Felth:: :;wonders why Fel doesn't respond::
Jagged Fel:: Hyper C> The driod says all of our fighter clocks were reprogramed
Davin Felth:: C> Fel ? C> what!! But how??
Jagged Fel:: Hyper C> We should have been there an hour ago!
DESCRIPTION: =Figures with assault rifles and fusion cutters surround the disabled x-wing=
Jagged Fel:: Droid try and match the codes used.
Davin Felth:: C> thats impossible!!
Wes Janson:: -=leans head back in fighter, cursing the stars and his perdicament=- Wedge... if only you were still alive... Tycho's gonna kill me...
Jagged Fel:: -=Another message=- Hyper C> I knew it! They're Wes's security codes.
DESCRIPTION: =A lone figure approaches from the mass of soldiers, attaches a ladder to the X and climbs=
Davin Felth:: Hyper C> figures
DESCRIPTION: =knocks on the transparisteel, yelleing=
Davin Felth:: Hyper C> I never trusted him
Jagged Fel:: Hypre C> He was too soft.
Mike Ngo:: Hey! open the canopy! you want us to do MORE damage to your ship?!?
Davin Felth:: Hyper C> he was bound to do this sooner later
Jagged Fel:: -=the fighters exit HS over Coruscant=-
Wes Janson:: -=rolls eyes to look at the armed man, then complies and opens the canopy=-
Mike Ngo:: =Figure is wearing captain's collars, and a rogue squad patch on his arm=
Davin Felth:: ::keys his com to planet freq. ::
Wes Janson:: Hello Captain.
Davin Felth:: C> request permision to land, tower control ::he waits for confirmation::
DESCRIPTION: -------- The 4 remaining "Rogue" fighters land back on Coruscant -----
Davin Felth:: ::lands his fighter::
Mike Ngo:: Hello... Wes. I'm not calling you general =grins=
Jagged Fel:: -=Exits his fighter that landed rather quickly=-
Wes Janson:: -=closes eyes=- please don.t -=takes off gloves and holds out wrists=-
Jagged Fel:: -=Grabs his comlink and yells at the person on the other end to look through the messages Wes sent=-
Davin Felth:: ::Jumping out he follows Felth::
Mike Ngo:: =Helps Wes out of his electronically trashed X-wing=
Jagged Fel:: -=After awhile the results are sent back to him through his datapad=-
Wes Janson:: -=stares blankly at Mike, not speaking=-
Jagged Fel:: -=He opens the datapad and sifts through the messages. His dark eyes fall on one at the end of the list=-
DESCRIPTION: --------- meanwhile, the Rebel task force hypes back to the location of the Errant Venture --------
Mike Ngo:: That looks bad =sees head wound= you want a bacta patch for it?
Jagged Fel:: -=He opens the file attachment on the message=-
Mike Ngo:: Corporal =waves a guy over with a med-kit=
Wes Janson:: -=raises hand to cut, not speaking=-
Davin Felth:: ::looks at another datapad, since tehy split the list in 1/2 ::
Jagged Fel:: -=Throws the data pad down when he sees his mission plans are the attachment=-
Davin Felth:: ::looking up:: I take it you found something
Jagged Fel:: He sent it to them!
Davin Felth:: ::not surprised::
Jagged Fel:: -=Kicks the pad all the way down the hall and he exits heading for Beruss=-
Tycho Celchu::: --------- END CORUSCANT SIM ----------
DESCRIPTION: ------- the task force arrives and a shuttle departs the Errant Venture --------
Wedge Antilles:: -=He sits up in bed and turns on a glow panel=-
Wedge Antilles:: -=He forces his eyes to open as he fights off the tiredness=- -=He had only gotten 1 hour of sleep in the past 2 days because of everything going on=-
DESCRIPTION: -------- the shuttle touchs down in the Remondas hanger ---------
Mike Ngo:: =observing= you're kinda quiet. something wrong? =to Wes=
DESCRIPTION: ------- the ramp lowers and 3 figures in flight suits descend -----
Wes Janson:: -=eyes on the ground=- I have the right to remain silent, don't I?
Gavin Darklighter: ::a far off expression on his face::
Wedge Antilles:: -=His room is dark and he flips the switch several times with no sucess=- -=He opens the panel and looks in=- -=He begins to try and fix it not seeing what he's doing=-
Tycho Celchu:: -= Waves to Mike as he descends the ramp =- Hey Capt!!! Did ya get him?!
Wes Janson:: -=his black flight suit is wet from sweat, the collar has a drop of blood on it=-
Hobbie Klivian:: -=looks at his 'partner'=-
Tycho Celchu:: -= runs over to mike and Wes =- Hey Welc...Wes?!
Wes Janson:: -=hears Tycho's voice, but just cringes=-
Tycho Celchu:: -= drops down and wipes blod from Wes's head=- You ok MAjor?!
Wedge Antilles:: -=He attempts to cross some wires to see if the power generator is dead=-
Mike Ngo:: Hello sir, 'General' Janson is right here, sir =Ponders how strange that sounds=
Hobbie Klivian:: "General" Janson. -=laughs=-
Wes Janson:: -=closes eyes, turning his head away from Tycho's words=-
Tycho Celchu:: -= gives mike a look =- Hes not a General. Hobbie! Get a med pack over here!
Gavin Darklighter: ::he walks slowly down the ramp toward the others::
Tycho Celchu:: -= craddels Wes's head =- Come on major, snap out of it
Hobbie Klivian:: -=brings over his personal med pack=- Here bud.
Mike Ngo:: yeah no kidding =helps out with the med kit=
Wedge Antilles:: -=He changes into his clothes for the day while working on the glowpanel=-
Wes Janson:: -=looks at Tycho, all his pain, anger, and hurt showing in his eyes=- -=his lips are thin set, angry=-
Tycho Celchu:: -= digs out his comlink =- C> Wedge!!
Hobbie Klivian:: -=slaps Wes on the shoulder=- Hey, it's great to see you.
Tycho Celchu:: -= looks at Wes =- I know Wes...I know
Gavin Darklighter: ::reaching the others he snapps out of his glom:: Wes!!
Wedge Antilles:: -=Grabs the link=- Hey Tycho answer this. How many Corellians does it take to change a glowpanel?
Wes Janson:: -=looks at Hobbie for a moment, then back at the ground, still not speaking=-
Tycho Celchu:: C> I dont know...but i know one Corellian that needs to get over to the Remonda...NOW!
Wedge Antilles:: None, because with no lights on no one can see them cheating at sabacc
Wes Janson:: -=hears Wedge's voice ad lifts head=-
Hobbie Klivian:: -=shakes head and sighs=-
Wedge Antilles:: C> I'll be right there
Gavin Darklighter: ::he drops to his knees:: ::looks at his friend:: Wes!
Tycho Celchu:: -= puts away comlink =- Take it easy major...
Gavin Darklighter: Snap out of it,
Tycho Celchu:: -= puts a bacta patch on Wes's head =-
Wedge Antilles:: -=Runs to his fighter in the main hanger=-
Wes Janson:: -=eyes dart back and forth over all the rogues, flinching away from Tycho=-
Mike Ngo:: =takes the old patch and throws it away=
Gavin Darklighter: Should i call a medic?? ::to Tycho::
Hobbie Klivian:: -=looks at the cut=- I've had worse.
Tycho Celchu:: Yeah, hes acting like he suffed a concusion
Gavin Darklighter: ::nods, the pulls out his comlink::
Tycho Celchu:: -= smiles at Hobbie =- Yeah, but most of them your own fault
Wedge Antilles:: -=He enters his X-wing and heads for the Romonda =-
Hobbie Klivian:: -=pouts=- Hey! I can't help it.
Gavin Darklighter: c> We need a medic at the hanger bay Now! Major Janson is injured!
Gavin Darklighter: ::putting it way he looks back at Wes::
Wedge Antilles:: -=After a quick flight he approaches the MC=-
Mike Ngo:: Man I can walk here faster than this =looks out the Main hangar toward Wedge's x-wing=
Wedge Antilles:: -=He slowly enters the bay with landing skids extended=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::he looks up::
Wedge Antilles:: -=He gently fires the thrusters and sets the fighter down=- -=He pops the canopy with a hiss=-
Hobbie Klivian:: -=looks up when he hears Wedge's ship=-
Tycho Celchu:: -= continues to apply pressure to Wes's wound =-
Gavin Darklighter: ::the medics are no where in sight::
Wedge Antilles:: -=He unstraps himself and throws his legs over the side=-
Wes Janson:: -=sees the x-wing and watches everyone turn atteniton away.instantly tries to get up and get away from the rogues, pushing them aside=-
Gavin Darklighter: SO Wes, what was it like bieng a general?
Wedge Antilles:: -=he grabs onto the ledge and lowers himself down=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::puShes Wes down::
Hobbie Klivian:: -=tries to grab Wes' arm=-
Gavin Darklighter: Hold it. you'll see soon enough
Wes Janson:: -=fights with all his might, taking a swing at Tycho=-
Tycho Celchu:: -= looks at Wes =- MAjor!!
Gavin Darklighter: ::he grabs Wes::
Tycho Celchu:: -= falls back to avoid the punch =-
Gavin Darklighter: Wes, lie down!
Mike Ngo:: Hey! =graps an arm and holds it down=
Hobbie Klivian:: -=trying to grab Wes and trap his arms=-
Wes Janson:: -=keeps struggling, working to break their grips=-
Wedge Antilles:: -=Walks quickly at the pilots=-
Hobbie Klivian::: Damnit Wes. Just settle down.
Gavin Darklighter: set him down!
Wes Janson:: -=sits up, staring straight up at Wedg=
Tycho Celchu::: -= stands up and dusts himself off =- Thanks Wes...love you too -=stops cold=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::they sat him on the floor:: ::lets him go::
Wedge Antilles: Attention!
Gavin Darklighter: ::snaps to::
Hobbie Klivian::: -=jumps up to attention=-
Mike Ngo: =snaps up to attention=
Tycho Celchu::: -= salutes =-
Wes Janson:: -=stares up at Wedge, almost like a child who is lost=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::... attention::
Wes Janson:: -=mouths=- Wedge...
Wedge Antilles: Hello General. Nice of you to stop by our little party.
Gavin Darklighter: ::grins::
Tycho Celchu::: -= smiles =-
Wes Janson:: -=shuts eyes tight, lowering head, holding back tears=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at Tycho::
Hobbie Klivian::: -=looks down at Wes with brow furrowed=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::moves forward handing him a tissue::
Tycho Celchu::: -= looks over at Wes.... knowing what he must have gone through =-
Wes Janson:: -=pushes Gavin away=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::the snaps back to attention:: ::smiles:: ::pushed away::
Mike Ngo: =looking around to find those damn medics=
Tycho Celchu::: -= recalls the torment he has lived for many years knowing his family is dead =-
Gavin Darklighter: ::looks down as he remembers Jesri::
Wes Janson:: -=wets lips=- why....
Tycho Celchu::: -= knows that this was NOT the homecomming he had intended for Wes =-
Tycho Celchu::: -= looks away as the Medics storm in with a stretcher =-
Wes Janson:: -=looks up slowly, eyeing Wedge=- Why didn't you kill me? -=eyes shift to the others=- Why?!
Hobbie Klivian::: -=stands right beside Wes and watches closely=-
Tycho Celchu::: -= hears wes but can not bear his pain....walks off toward the Magcon field =-
Gavin Darklighter: ::follows behind Tycho::
DESCRIPTION: ------- the medics approach -------
Wes Janson:: -=shouts=- WHY DIDN'T YOU KILL ME!
Hobbie Klivian::: -=knows Wes needs all the friends he needs right now=-
Tycho Celchu::: -= keeps walking, a silent tear rolls down his cheek =-
Wedge Antilles: Wes the squadron needs you. We tried to get you out before.
Gavin Darklighter: ::catching up with Tycho, he places a hand on his shoulder:: Hey
Tycho Celchu::: -= he stands at the mag con field...starring out into the stars =-
Wes Janson:: -=looks at Wedge, shaking his head, then lowers his gaze to the ground=-
Tycho Celchu::: -= sniffs =- Go Gavin...i need to be alone. -= shrugs off his hand =-
Wes Janson:: -=whispers=- I don't deserve to live...
Hobbie Klivian::: -=places a hand on Wes' shoulder=- yeah Wes...
Wes Janson:: -=flinches from Hobbie's touch=- leave me alone...
Gavin Darklighter: ::nods:: alright
Hobbie Klivian::: You can't mean that. Who would pull me outof the fire?
Gavin Darklighter: ::he walks back to the others::
Hobbie Klivian::: -=pulls his hand back quickly as if shocked=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::kneel on one knee next to Wes::
Wes Janson:: -=keeps head down=- just leave me alone...
Gavin Darklighter: ::he doesn's say anything just stays there quietly::
DESCRIPTION: ------- the medics set up the stretcher and look at Wedge for the ok -------
Wedge Antilles: Walk with me Wes.
Hobbie Klivian::: -=debates whether to slap Wes=-
Wes Janson:: -=slides away from Wedge a bit=-
Mike Ngo: =walks up to hobbie, gently pulls him back= S'okay he'll come to
Gavin Darklighter: ::standing up he looks at Wes::
Hobbie Klivian::: -=allows himself to be pulled back=- I sure as hell hope so. Can't do anything without him.
Wedge Antilles: C'mon General
Gavin Darklighter: Wes I am glad your safe and back with us ::with that he leaves::
Wes Janson:: -=mutters=- Don't call me that...
Wedge Antilles: Why not?
Gavin Darklighter: ::heading toward his fighter he climbs aboard and thinks::
Wes Janson:: Cause i don't deserve it... just like I don't deserve to be a rogue anymore.
Wes Janson:: -=looks at the medics, then closes his eyes and starts to shake as memories flood his mind=-
Wedge Antilles: What causes you to think that way?
DESCRIPTION: -------- a spherical med droid comes up next to the group -------
Wes Janson:: Because I killed... one of us... -=a howl escapes his lips and he holds his head in pain=-
Hobbie Klivian::: -=tenses, but doesn't move=-
Wedge Antilles: What do you mean by us? Right now we are rebels. You are a General in the New Republic.
Wedge Antilles: You did not kill one of your own.
Wes Janson:: Then why am I not under arrest?! -=jumps to feet and grabs wedge=- WHY AM I NOT DEAD?!
DESCRIPTION: ------- the med droid zaps Wes with a low yeild ION bolt and knocks him out---------
Wes Janson:: -=falls into Wedge, his grip on him lossening=-
DESCRIPTION: ------- the droid zooms up : ASSAULTS ARE NOT PERMITTED-------
Hobbie Klivian::: -=turns head when droid moves in=-
DESCRIPTION: ------ THE MAJOR WILL BE TAKEN TO THE PSYCH WARD -------
Wedge Antilles: -=Grabs Wes's flightsuit and holds him up while he glares at the droid=-
Mike Ngo: =stares in suprise=
DESCRIPTION: ----------- the medtechs take the limp form and load him on the stretcher ------
Gavin Darklighter: ::he looks up in shock::
Hobbie Klivian::: I'm going with him. -=moves to follow the medtechs-=-
Gavin Darklighter: Hobbie wait i'll come with you
DESCRIPTION: -------- the techs turn on a stasis field and move out to The med deck -------
Gavin Darklighter: ::hops out of his fighter and reaches him:: lets go
Tycho Celchu::: -= hears the comotion behind him but does not turn =-
Gavin Darklighter: ::the follow the medtechs::
Hobbie Klivian::: Can't let him come to without a friendly face.
Gavin Darklighter: right
*************** END SIM ************
