Hobbie Klivian: -=runs after Wes, determined to tell him what's going on before he goes out on patrol - as Doc had originally had duty with him, but obviously was replaced with someone from one of the other squads=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=calls after his best friend=- WES!

Wes Janson: -=notices that Doc's X-Wing is gone=- She must be out there already. I'll never hear the end of this... -=jumps up ladder into X-Wing=-

Wes Janson: -=doesn't hear Hobbie=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=skids to a stop nearby=- She's n ot already out there, Wes.

Wes Janson: -=starts up X-Wing and shouts to Hobbie over the noise=- What?! -=notices his X-Wing terminal has a message and abestly opens it while doing a prestart=-

Face Loran: ::He lets out a deep sigh and sits down at a table.::

Hobbie Klivian: -=Climbs ladder and grabs Wes' shirt, almost pulling him from the cockpit=- She's not here. -=grits out=-

Wes Janson: I can see that. If she was, she'd be yelling at me. -=message beeps=- hold on a sec... let me read this.

Description: I had to leave, Wes. I won't ever forget you, and if you ever lose it again - I'll hunt you down. your friend, Doc

Wes Janson: -=blinks=- -=looks at Hobbie blankly=-

Myn Donos: -=shrugs=- Well, maybe I'll see you around Wedge. -=shakes his hand=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=half whispers=- She's not here.

Wedge Antilles: -=smiles=- I'm sure I'll find my way back sometime

Myn Donos: -=grins and walks out towards his room=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=lets go of Wes' jacket and backs down the ladder=-

Myn Donos: -=opens the door and goes to get some sleep before his patrol later=-

Wedge Antilles: -=pulls his black pilot gloves from his pocket and slips them on over his hands=-

Face Loran: Can't have the entire unfirom so your taking the best part?

Wedge Antilles: -=Corellian grin=- Yep, I also took the helmet, but you don't know anything about a pair of missing gloves or a helmet. Got it?

Face Loran: Suddenly I've been stricken blind. Who's that speaking?

Wes Janson: -=silently closes his X-Wing's cockpit and aims the nose of his ship outwards=-

Wedge Antilles: -=laughs=- Thanks.

Face Loran: Damn new Imperial weapons. Oh well..

Hobbie Klivian: -=wanders back to the bar gets another ale, and goes to sit in a dark corner=-

DESCRIPTION: HANGER: Rogue Six! You're veering from your assigned flight lanes... is there a problem?

Face Loran: So how's morale?

DESCRIPTION: -=Hobbie's Comlink starts to beep=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=pulls it out=- "Klivian.

DESCRIPTION: Hanger control> Sir, One of your pilots is attempting to go AWOL.

Hobbie Klivian: C> Damn, I'm on it. Klivian out.

Wedge Antilles: I don't want to go of course. But I can get used to not fighting everyday

Hobbie Klivian: -=recalibrates comlink to Wes' personal=- C> Janson!

Wedge Antilles: Well, I've got to go. I told Iella we'd be leaving for our resort at 1900 hours.

Wes Janson: -=aimming X-Wing towards Raltir=- C> I'm going to get her back. -=shuts comlin off=-

Face Loran: Well... Enjoy yourself.

Hobbie Klivian: -=yells=- C> WES! -=growls and shoves comlink in his pocket, storming past Face and Wedge=- When I get my hands on him I'm gonna....

Wedge Antilles: I'll try. Take care Face.

Face Loran: I guess, I'm going to sit here all alone and sulk. You too Sir.

Wedge Antilles: -=Turns and heads towards the hanger=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=stops and looks at Face=- Take patrol and I'll do whatever favour you ask, within reason, later.

Face Loran: Oh boy...

Hobbie Klivian: -=turns and heads toward the starfighter bay at a dead run=- -=fuming, sprints past Wedge on his way out=-

Face Loran: ::He gets up and does a dead run towards the temporary quarters where his flight uniform is.:: Now maybe Hobbie won't feel so bad when I call in that favor.

Wes Janson: -=lines up for hyperspace jump, ignoring the complaints from the hanger control=-

Wedge Antilles: -=sees Hobbie rush past and he takes two acceleration steps but forces himself to stop=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=jumps into starfighter, barely locking things down as he lifts off he uses one hand to arm the ions, a knee to fly, and the other to hook up his chestbox=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=flicks the comm=- Janson+C> Turn your afterburners around, Wes. She's been gone since before we woke up.

Face Loran: ::He makes it and quickly gets out of the dress uniform, and into his flight uniform. He pulls on his helmet as he charges down the hallway.::

Wedge Antilles: -=Enters the bay and heads to his fighter=-

Face Loran: ::He makes it to the hanger in a dead run for his own fighter.:: Come on Vape, looks like we've got Patrol duty.

Wes Janson: C> I'm going to bring her back...

Wedge Antilles: -=Removes his left glove and runs his hand on the underside of his fighter's wing=-

Face Loran: ::He heard the droid whistle at him as he climbed up the ladder.::

Hobbie Klivian: C> We don't know where she is... Don't make me shoot you down, Janson.

Wes Janson: -=have hyperspace coordinates and nudges nose a few degrees to correct course=- C> I'll find her...

Hobbie Klivian: C> She said she was taken away fromt he rogues as she'd been given..... She was probably transferred....

Wedge Antilles: -=Moves his hand to the fuselage and memories flash back as his fingers run over the two death star silhouettes=-

Face Loran: ::He landed in the seat with a thud, as he brought up the communications unit.::C> This is Captain Loran requesting permission to take off and cover patrol.

Hobbie Klivian: -=frowns as he pulls out the ion cannon thing and pulls up behind Wes=-

Face Loran: ::His left gloved hand hit the switch and the canopy's head began to lower.;:

Description: C> Permission granted. Fly straight, Captain.

Wes Janson: C> Get back, Hobbie, I'm jumping. -=hand on the hyperspace controls=-

Hobbie Klivian: C> I'm sorry Wes, I can't let you do that.

Mike Ngo: ::Capt. Ngo can be found in the hangar, working on his snubfighter's computer systems with his R2 and a maintenance kit::

Face Loran: Well Vape.... Let's see what we can do. ::He hit resplour lift engines bringing the X-wing up.::

Hobbie Klivian: -=thumbs over to cannons and shoots at Wes=- C> SITHSPIT!

Face Loran: ::He then shot forward, going through the magcon field into space.::

Hobbie Klivian: -=watches the shot fly by as though it were only a warning shot, and tries once again=-

Wes Janson: -=dives away from shot=- C> What the HOTH are you doing?!

Hobbie Klivian: C> Knocking some sense into you.

Wes Janson: -=second shot connects, knocking out nav=-

Hobbie Klivian: C> Now get your Arse back here!

Wedge Antilles: -=Pats the ship one more time and heads towards his new sluis freighter=-

Face Loran: ::He began to passively fly forward at 30 MGLT, his eyes glancing the sensor board.::

Wes Janson: C> If I said no, would you have me shot for treason?

Hobbie Klivian: C> Probably -=deadpanns=-

Face Loran: ::He continues to fly straight, as his eyes remained on the sensor board.::

Mike Ngo: okay i think that'll do it HAL, ::he calls to his R2 after adjusting something with the x-wing's targetting computer before vaulting from the cockpit to the ground

Hobbie Klivian: C> Listen to me, Wes. She's gone, probably transferred, and doesn't want to be found. Have you ever tried to find an intel agent?

Face Loran: Vape, Ready?

Wedge Antilles: -=Glances towards the left as he hears boots clang on the bay floor=-

Wes Janson: C> You're talking to someone who's been Intel. I know ways.

Face Loran: ::He watched as the droid typed up the words -= Ready =-::

Wedge Antilles: -=shifts his walk from his fighter over towards another of his old pilots=-

Hobbie Klivian: C> Do you really think she'd appreciate us going against her wishes? If we ever want tos ee her again... -=voice trails off - suddenly wodnering if maybe Wes has the right idea=-

Mike Ngo: ::he hooks a datapad to the elextronics in the maintenance kit to test out his ship's new settings::

Face Loran: Oh father... The Empire can give us so much, good homes, good pay, safe streets.

Wes Janson: -=stays silent=-

Face Loran: I ever tell you these were really bad? ::He watched as the droid replied -= Yes =-::

Mike Ngo: damn... Hal i think we should have gone with .357 not .371

Hobbie Klivian: C> Nobody wants to go after her more than I do, Wes. NOBODY.

Wedge Antilles: You know Captain there are techs. around here that can do that for you.

Wes Janson: C>-=mutters=- don't be too sure on that.... -=sighs and leans head back=-

Wedge Antilles: -=Stops behind Mike with a corellian grin on his face=-

Hobbie Klivian: C>So, what happens if we're called on a mission, and you're gone.... and someone shoots me down because you're not there?

Face Loran: Let's try.... ::He wavered towards the right as he flew on course.::

Mike Ngo: ::cluckles lightly, standing and doiing an about face:: hey commander. nice clothes ::returns the grin::

Face Loran: Um... I know.

Mike Ngo: and the techs don't always get it right either

Face Loran: Oh my gracious lord Emperor... I hope you choke on a bantha bone.

Vape: :: -=It sounds better =- ::

Wedge Antilles: I know what you mean. I always did my own work when I could.

Hobbie Klivian: C> -=more quietly=- What happens if she is on some sort of mission, and seeing you causes her to pause in what she has to do.... and causes her to be killed.

Wes Janson: -=looks at datascreen=- C> Can I at least shoot Face down so I have a real reason to end up in the brig tonight?

Face Loran: ::He glanced at weapons & Shields all of it was most certainly in the green.::

Mike Ngo: ::he nods, glancing around him, then back at wedge:: you leaving soon?

Hobbie Klivian: C> And have us one pilot down? I don't think that's such a hot idea.

DESCRIPTION: -=two security ships arrive=- C> Thank you Major Klivian. We have this in hand now... you can return to base.

Hobbie Klivian: C> Confirmed.

Hobbie Klivian: Pvt+WesC> I'll see you later, buddy.

DESCRIPTION: -=the two security ships tractor Wes between them and take him back planetside=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=sighs and does a slow turn and roll to follow them back down.=-

Mike Ngo: ::he nods, glancing around him, then back at wedge:: you leaving soon?

Wes Janson: PVT+Hobbie C> You're going to bail me out, right buddy?

Hobbie Klivian: PVT+Wes C> Don't I always?

Wedge Antilles: Yeah sure am.

DESCRIPTION: -=Wes is escorted to the hanger bay, lands and is taken to the brig in a pair of stuncuffs for his AWOL attempt=-

Hobbie Klivian: -=gets to the hangerbay, sets down. Disconnects everything and the cockpit opens=-

Wedge Antilles: And I can't explain how strange it feels.

Hobbie Klivian: -=jumps down from the cockpit, then drop-kicks his helmet across the bay with a yell of frustration-=

Face Loran: Maybe I should find and then burn every copy of my films... -= VAPE: Dia would be happy. =- I know that.

Wedge Antilles: -=Glances at Hobbie over his shoulder=-

Face Loran: And I get to hear... "Hey aren't you dead?"

Wedge Antilles: I hope he'll be okay with all this.

Mike Ngo: ::glances past wedge to see what's up::

Wedge Antilles: I guess I kinda dumped it on him at a bad time.

DESCRIPTION: -=Wes is escorted past Ngo and Wedge. Both guards block him as he walks head down=-

Vape: -= Finding all of your films would be hard. =-

Hobbie Klivian: -=doesn't notice them as he stalks back to retrieve the helmet, mumbling soemthing about maybe he should leave Wes in the brig=-

Face Loran: Maybe turning you into a fully working still wouldn't be such a bad idea.

Vape: -= Then who would be the one doing the piloting for your ship? =-

Face Loran: Oh that one is real original.

Vape: -= None of your jokes are. =-

Wedge Antilles: Maybe I should stay...I don't know if they're ready yet.

Mike Ngo: ::looks back at wedge:: he'll manage. that or he'll intentionally crash and kill himself

Hobbie Klivian: -=goes back to the cockpit and calls over his shoulder,=- I heard that Ngo! -=tosses the helmet up inside and goes over to Mike and Wedge=-

Face Loran: When was the last time Kell gave you maitence?

Vape: -= Right before we left =-

Face Loran: That explains everything. Tell me what else did he take away or add?

Vape: -= A Chorus of Face...Face he's our man if he can't shut up... Shoot me =-

Face Loran: Remind me to take a hydrospanner to your domed little head when we get back.

Vape: -= Okay =-

Hobbie Klivian: -=looks to Wedge=- Should I bail him out right away, or let him stay for the night?

Mike Ngo: I havn't been in this squadron long enough to witness, but it seems they've been "ready" for a long while now

Face Loran: Did I ever tell you about the one legged wookie?

Vape: -= Only about two million times. =- -= And Counting. =-

Mike Ngo: and YOU've been ready for a little r&r for awhile too commander - i mean general

Wedge Antilles: Depends on how many credits he's willing to give you.

Siee Janson: -=Siee enters, a little blue, not noticing where she's going.=-

Wedge Antilles: Deep inside I have been.

Face Loran: Oh be quiet... Maybe it's time for Demoltions boy find the meaning of the word respect.

Hobbie Klivian: He'd probably put icey-hot in my toothpaste if I didn't bail him out.... Enjoy your vacation - If you've been dealing with us this long, you highly deserve it.

Wedge Antilles: Thanks Hobbie

Hobbie Klivian: -=nods to Wedge then to mike, then heads to the fighterbay door=- -=sees siee=- Hi Siee, want to help me bail your brother?

Siee Janson: -=looks up at Hobbie=- Huh?

Mike Ngo: ::smiles::

Vape: -= Toothpaste in his shampoo bottle? =-

Face Loran: Now aren't we being childish?

Vape: -= I'm a droid not a child =-

Wedge Antilles: -=The repulsers on his sluis freighter begin to hum as they are started=-

Face Loran: I know that.

Hobbie Klivian: He decided to play Gold Retriever on us. Only he didn't tell anyone.

Siee Janson: -=shakes head=- i don't know if I really want to know...

Wedge Antilles: That's my signal that she's about ready to leave me here.

Mike Ngo: ::nods:: guess so

Wedge Antilles: Take care Mike. I'll find my way back to see you all one of these days.

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