Mike, Kar - Mike | Dana - Dana | Adam - Adam | Reilin,
Gavin - Isa | Wes - Alison | Hobbie, DESCRIPTION - Shel | Kunta - Shawn
Shelonei: ---------------BEGIN-----------
Kar Drem: ::He sits alone at a far table in downtime wearing
mechanic overalls: starfighter command hasn't given him a flight suit yet,
let alone an assignment to a squadron::
Adam Lyons: -=sitting in his usual corner reading his mail=-
Kar Drem: ::his Blastech longarm rifle lay sprawled on
the tabletop, scope detached. a nondescriptive case lay open on the side
w. numerous electronic parts all over the table::
Kar Drem: ::he sits slouched in his chair with his feet
on another chair, fiddling around with an odd eyepiece device on a alliance
era scout helmet::
Dana Hogan: -= she would, quite bored
at the moment, walk into the room and plop down in the closest chair that
was available =-
Kar Drem: ::looks around the room. he's been around on
this base for about a week now, and has started to recognize some of the
faces, tho hasn't really talked to any of them::
Kar Drem: ::shrugs to himself::
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie, as usual, isn't in downtime,
but his office working his arse off.=-
Adam Lyons: -=reads one message to himself quietly: Oh where, oh where
has Krinveedo gone? Oh where, oh where can he be? Maybe it was because
he was wearing a target on his shirt. Oh where, oh where can he be? -Myn=-
Adam Lyons: -=laughs quietly=-
Kar Drem: ::He finishes toying with the eyepiece and sets
the helmet aside, picking up his rifle and another arcane box-like device
from the nondescriptive case::
Wes Janson: -=Wes is taking a nap at home, fast asleep.=-
Kar Drem: ::deciding that he's in a more outgoing mood
today, he decides to open his mouth:: Who exactly is this Krinveedo that
I keep hearing about in here?
Adam Lyons: -=grins and shakes his head=- You don't want to know.
Kar Drem: ::casually slips the electronics on the rails
of the rifle, where the scope would have been:: okay.... ::not sure on how
to reply to THAT::
Dana Hogan: Only a little rodent that's
I want to hurt... Badly... -= she would take a drink of a glass of water
which she retrieved before speaking =-
Kar Drem: oh? could I offer any help? I'm not getting
enough hours at the ranges as I'd like...
Adam Lyons: -=grins=- I know at least one of the sniping ranges is almost
monopolized by Myn...
Dana Hogan: No thanks... I'd much rather
use a large durasteel pipe... -= she would then imitate his "heh heh heh"
laugh =-
Adam Lyons: -=sighs=- Hearing that once is more than enough...
Kar Drem: ::snorts:: yes but he also has that blastech
laser rifle... I think it's custom made for Corellia's armed forces. I've
seen people with those back at home...
Kar Drem: the rifle practically does all the aiming for
him. I'd use it myself but it's a little unwieldly for my tastes
Adam Lyons: -=nods=- Yeah he was in the Corellian armed forces, a counter
intelligence unit.
Kar Drem: ::nods:: cool.
Hobbie Klivian: -=Just then, several commlinks beeped.
Hobbie's, Wes', Adam's, Mike's, Dana's=-
Kar Drem: ::makes another adjustment with the device on
his rifle, and then places the helmet over his head::
Dana Hogan: -= she would pick up her comlink,
and sigh =-
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie absently reached over and thumbed
his on=-
Adam Lyons: -=sighs, picks up his com and waits for the message of doom=-
Mike Ngo: mmmm...... ::wakes up groggily and reaches for
his comlink absently on the nightstand::
Mike Ngo: ::careful not to stir the bed or its other occupant::
DESCRIPTION: -=Two new recruits to the Rogues, roomates,
also thumb on their comms.... as well as another walking along on the walkways
of Coruscant.=-
Kar Drem: ::flicks a switch on the gun and then on the
helmet, adjusting the eyepiece round his right eye::
Wes Janson: Wes groaned. "go away" he muttered, tossing
his comlink to the other side of the room
DESCRIPTION: "REPORT TO BRIEFING ROOM KRESH SEVEN
IMMEDIATELY"
Mike Ngo: C>::groggily:: ....hello?....
Adam Lyons: -=sighs gets up and heads to the briefing room=-
DESCRIPTION: -=The message is a pre-recorded one,
set to play on designated comlinks over and again until they're all answered.=-
Mike Ngo: ::winces from the sudden outburst and the volume
of his comlink::
Dana Hogan: -= she take one more drink
of the water, set it down, and responded, heading out towards the briefing
room described =-
Hobbie Klivian: -=shrugs, puts the commlink in his pocket
and heads to the briefing room=-
Mike Ngo: sigh...
DESCRIPTION: -=The
three no-names, do the same, pocketing their comlinks and heading to the
briefing room. Kunta, Kintae, and Elbato.=-
Mike Ngo: ::he sits up in bed, peering at the other figure
lying next to him. sighs again::
Wes Janson: Wes just puts a pillow over his head and turns
over in his bed.
Mike Ngo: ::kisses Reilin Darklighter lightly on the cheek,
as not to disturb her, and just as quietly gets out of bed, dresses, and
runs back to his quarters to fetch his flight gear::
Mike Ngo: ::is in briefing room kresh seven within minutes,
fully dressed and fully refreshed::
Adam Lyons: -=sits down in a seat near the front of the room=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=Is in the briefing room himself, talking
to a man in a hoverchair in the front corner of the room=-
Wes Janson: "zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz."
Hobbie Klivian: -=Wes' Comlink starts beeping louder
and more annoyingly=-
Wes Janson: Wes growls and grabs his blaster and shoots
the comlink. "SHUT UP ALREADY!"
Wes Janson: Wes rubbed his face, then rolled out of bed
and into the shower. "I hate missions."
DESCRIPTION: -=Kunta, Kintae, and Elbato all arrive
to the briefing room, almost conspicuously in red flightsuits....... *EG*=-
Mike Ngo: ::smiles to himself, warm thoughts in his head.
absolutely nothing could possibly bring him down today::
Gavin Darklighter: ::after getting a somewhat rude but thankful awakening by
Mike on the comlink, He ran out of his room, his hair still wet,black flightsuit
sleeves tied around his waist and white shirt on
Wes Janson: Wes comes out of the shower and quickly gets
dressed, then takes off for the mission briefing. He's going to be late,
as always, but oh well.
Gavin Darklighter: he ran down the hallway, tripping falling on his back and
sliding for a couple of feet::
Dana Hogan: -= Such and ugly shade of
red, at that... She would sigh as she took her usual seat at the back of
the room =-
Hobbie Klivian: -=Having gotten all the information
he could out of Senshu, Hobbie moves to the front centre to give the debriefing
and let Senshu go do what he has to back in HQ=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks out to see that Dana, the trips,
Adam, and Mike are here... decides to wait a few more minutes to see if Gavin
and Wes decide to show up.=-
Adam Lyons: -=looks around the room=- We'll need more...
DESCRIPTION: Kunta: Wow, our first mission, this
is so exciting!
Mike Ngo: ::still wearing his tan flightsuit::
DESCRIPTION: Elbato: Yeah... I hope we do alright.
DESCRIPTION: Kintae: Ah, you'll do fine, I got to
fly with Krishan Squadron for a few years - no biggie.
Adam Lyons: Sith, the triple green pilots are all dead...
DESCRIPTION: Kunta and Elbato: But this is ROGUE
squadron!
DESCRIPTION: Kintae: -=shrugs amiably and sits back
chewing on a toothpic=-
Dana Hogan: -= she would mutter to herself
=- <vsw> And I thought the orange was bad...
DESCRIPTION: Kunta: Kintae, you may have flown with
Krishan Squadron - but you just picked up EV's.
DESCRIPTION: Kintae: Well, just be sure I don't have
to pick YOU up then.
DESCRIPTION: Elbato: Aren't you nervous?
Mike Ngo: ::overhears, the smile fades from his face::
Green pilots? in Rogue Squadron?
Adam Lyons: You SHOULD be...
DESCRIPTION: Kintae: Nah, nervous is for wimps, I'm
Lt. Kintae! We all got phenominal X-wing scores, why else would they put
us here?
Adam Lyons: Yep, that one's dead...
DESCRIPTION: Kunto: Well, I heard at least one of
their regular pilots is under confinement... maybe they needed three of us
to take his place? -=sounds nervous=-
Mike Ngo: there's probably some reason for it... wait
for the briefing I guess ::exchanges
a glance with adam ::
DESCRIPTION: Elbato:
He's got a point....
Adam Lyons: -=looks at Mike, shrugs and shakes his head...=-
Dana Hogan: -= she would just shake her head, she
really did pity them, since she was a great pilot and still took near-lethal
hits from time-to-time... And she knew that the sims were nothing compared
to what went on in a real mission =-
Hobbie Klivian: -=Decides to start the briefing, Wes
never listened to them anyhow=- Alright, listen up!
Mike Ngo: Lieutenants... so they must have seen SOME combat.
you can't sim your way to lieutenant. flight officer, maybe
Adam Lyons: -=looks back towards the front and pays attention though
he already has a good idea what the mission will probably be about=-
DESCRIPTION: -=Two greens and one Lt. snap their
heads to look at Hobbie and pay attention.=-
Mike Ngo: ::shuts up with the thoughts and listens::
Hobbie Klivian: First off, I'd like to welcome Lt. Kintae,
and Privates Elbato and Kunta - they're on loan from Rurouni Squadron.
DESCRIPTION: -=Three big smiles and nods=-
Mike Ngo: ::nods back, smiles::
Hobbie Klivian: Second, Lt. Lyons is on loan from the
Wraiths, -=he nods to the lt.=-
Adam Lyons: -=waves at the rest=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie takes a deep breath and begins=-
We get the illustrious duty of a Snoop and Scoot... or as I like to call
a Scout and Pout, considering how Wes'll react when he finds out.
Dana Hogan: Recon... Fun...
Mike Ngo: ::doesn't know what to think w. that. a recon
mission. might mean no real activity whatsoever..... or an ambush.... and
in Rogue Squadron's case...::
Hobbie Klivian: Lt. Lyons will be flying a fully decked
out Sensor-X-wing. We'll be going to some coordinates out in empty space.
Lt. Kintae will be flying a small shuttlecraft to catch any EV's we may
suffer.
Hobbie Klivian: Intel got some information from a few
of their cover-agents that the Invisible Fighters that has been plaguing
our LDP's will be giving both a demonstration, and going through practice
maneuvres.
Adam Lyons: -=winces=-
Mike Ngo: ::has questions already but holds them::
Wes Janson: Wes sneaks in the back and finds a seat right
by the door.
Hobbie Klivian: What we're being asked to do, is go
and see if we can't find out just what makes these fighters so deadly. Hopefully,
we'll be able to get the information, and get out, without notice, no shots
fired. Unfortunately, that'd be too
Dana Hogan: -= she could go for minutes on end of
swearing and cursing cloaked fighters, but decides it's better not to. She
didn't want to risk repeating herself in that time =-
Hobbie Klivian: easy, and it's more likely that the
rest of us will be flying cover for Lt. Lyons.
Adam Lyons: -=opens his eyes widely and gives a big nod at Hobbie=-
Hobbie Klivian: Also there, will be an Imperial's observation
craft. We are not, I repeat *not* to fire on it, unless absolutely necessary.
Hobbie Klivian: That's the short of it - any questions?
Adam Lyons: -=raises his hand=-
Hobbie Klivian: Adam?
Wes Janson: Wes pouted to himself.
Adam Lyons: Will we have anything in the way of reinforcements while
on mission?
Hobbie Klivian: Unfortunately, no. What you see, is
what you get.
Dana Hogan: -= she would think a second, and raise
her hand then =-
Adam Lyons: -=frowns=-
Mike Ngo: ::groans::
Mike Ngo: when do we ever...
Hobbie Klivian: Dana?
Dana Hogan: Would it be safe to say we won't run
into any Avengers, Defenders, or other Imperial fighters?
Hobbie Klivian: Unknown, but since this is a practice
and exhebition sort of exercise, I would have to say it's unlikely.
DESCRIPTION: Elbato:
-=raises hand=-
Hobbie Klivian: Yes?
DESCRIPTION: Elbato: Uhm, sir... what's the typical
survival rate of people who've gone up against these things?
Mike Ngo: odds....
Adam Lyons: -=looks directly at Hobbie and mouths "Not good"=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks rather sad and heavy sighs=-
All who have been up against these things, other than Reilin and her wing,
never came back.
Dana Hogan: -= atleast this one seemed to have a
level head on his shoulders... she didn't like how that sounded, either =-
Mike Ngo: ::decides to add something:: ... Which means
you should be double alert and aware of where you are and what you're doing,
so you won't make any of the wrong decisions if and when the time comes
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie nods assent=- Any other questions?
Wes Janson: -=wes raised his hand=-
Hobbie Klivian: Wes?
Gavin Darklighter: ::a thump can be heard outside the breifing room doors a
few seconds later Gavin enters the room fixing him self::
Gavin Darklighter: Sorry...
Wes Janson: Is there a meal served on this flight?
Gavin Darklighter: ::he was the thump that had been heard before he entered::
Dana Hogan: -= she would have smacked him were she
close enough for that one =-
Adam Lyons: Only for the snoopscoot pilot...-=grins=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=chuckles=- You can eat when we get
back, Janson.
Mike Ngo: ::laughs lightly::
Hobbie Klivian: -=raises eyebrows=- Nice of you to
join us, Gavin.
Dana Hogan: -= then she would raise her hand again
=-
Hobbie Klivian: Dana?
Gavin Darklighter: ::catching his breath as he goes for the nearest chair::
Gavin Darklighter: sorry...
Gavin Darklighter: ::sits down next to Mike, and fixes his mesed up wet hair::
Dana Hogan: Who is this exhibition for? Wouldn't
it be better if we either got one ourselves or sliced some files..? -= she
didn't like how the mission could turn out, in her head =-
Mike Ngo: ::whispers:: that's not a good example for the
kiddies, Major.... :: referring to the green pilots on retainer for this
mission::
Hobbie Klivian: According to what Senshu told me -
We do have people there, hence the orders not to go after the observation
craft. However, they want us to go and see what we can find out, see if
when we know they're there can we sense them.
Hobbie Klivian: Hopefully, however, we will soon get
definitive information on these Invisible Fighters, and will be able to go
from there.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he looks over to the 'kiddies' then leans back on his chair::
yeah it is...
Adam Lyons: It took a month to convince them of that...
Gavin Darklighter: ::whispers:: an example of how not to act...
Gavin Darklighter: ::looks around:: Where's Rei?
Mike Ngo: still sleeping in her room ::nods::
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks around=- anyone else?
Gavin Darklighter: really?
Mike Ngo: ::nods:: she's still worried sick about us being
on this mission
Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at him for a few seconds, then turns his attention
to the front::
Mike Ngo: it's a recon mission, based on her after-mission
reports, remember?
Mike Ngo: the one she survived?
Gavin Darklighter: yeah
Gavin Darklighter: I know... I haven't stopped thinking about it...
Gavin Darklighter: and after her story lets just say I'm not exactly jumping to
go...
Mike Ngo: ::Raises his hand:: when do we leave?
Gavin Darklighter: ::he looks over to Dana and smiles, winking to her::
Dana Hogan: -= she smile back at Gav, she didn't
have a good feeling about this mission, but she wouldn't let someything that
small ruin her day =-
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks at chrono=- We leave in half
an hour.
Adam Lyons: Good, I want to get this one over with.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he feels a bit giddy as she smiles back at him, today was
going to be perfect... or so I hope ::
Dana Hogan: -= she would raise her hand one last
time =-
Mike Ngo: ::nods, satisfied, as everyone else answered
his questions anyway::
Hobbie Klivian: Last call for questions.
Gavin Darklighter: So we won't get inflight food?
Gavin Darklighter: ::grins::
Hobbie Klivian: -=waves his hands in a shooiing motion=-
Get outta here, I'll see you all in the hangar in Twenty minutes.
Hobbie Klivian: Dismissed!
Dana Hogan: -= she would sigh, she did have a question,
but it wasn't answered =-
Adam Lyons: -=gets up and walks over to Hobbie=-
Mike Ngo: ::he stands and approaches the new pilots::
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks up as Adam approaches.=-
Adam Lyons: -=hushes his voice a bit=- Don't you think this is a little
small for this mission?
DESCRIPTION: Newbies: -=sitting there letting the
mission soak in... fear creeping into the two more 'sensible' younger pilots=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::chuckles as he slowly as he was shooed away, stands and
follows Mike still not bothering to untie his flightsuit sleeves from around
his waist, his dogtags hanged out of his white shirt::
Hobbie Klivian: Yes, Adam, I do -=sighs=- We're three
short of a squadron, and I"d rather have two full squads - even if we're
just doing recon. I"ve got a bad feeliing about this.
Adam Lyons: -=nods=- You're not the only one.
Hobbie Klivian: You just try and get your readings as
fast as you can, and whether you're done or not, if I call for an omega,
you hightail it out of there, got me?
Adam Lyons: -=grins=- I'll tell you when I'm done if you don't call
omega...
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods=- deal
Dana Hogan: -= she would stay behind, just waiting,
it was more her style =-
Adam Lyons: -=grins and shakes Hobbie's hand=-
Mike Ngo: hey fellas :casual salute:: y'all feeling alright?
Hobbie Klivian: -=shakes adam's hand and goes back to
reading over the scant data he has=-
DESCRIPTION: Kunta and Elbato: -=nervous salute,
big grins=- Just a little nervous, sir.
Adam Lyons: -=heads off to get Byron and then to the hanger=-
DESCRIPTION: Kintae:
Never better! -=casual salute=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::he salutes them back casually as he props his left foot on
an empty chair leans forward resting his arm on his leg::
Mike Ngo: ::nods:: understandable ::nods::
Gavin Darklighter: Thats normal for a mission like this you'll get used to it
Gavin Darklighter: ::grins::
DESCRIPTION: Elbato: -=excited=- We hope so sir
-=nods and grins=-
DESCRIPTION: Kintae:
-=stretches and chews on his toothpic=- It's just a snoop and scoot, I
bet it's not nearly as dangerous as the Colonel makes it out to be.
Gavin Darklighter: ::chukles as he shakes his head::
Gavin Darklighter: If I could have 1 credit for every mission we've had were
someone would say that and have it be the other way around...
Hobbie Klivian: -=feels eyes on him and looks up to
see Dana=- Need something?
Gavin Darklighter: I'd be retired
Mike Ngo: ::frowns a little at the lieutenant:: how much
combat have you seen lieutenant?
Dana Hogan: IF we draw, we return, correct?
DESCRIPTION: Kunta: Well, sir, I hope it won't be
like that today...
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods=- Yes, if I call for an omega,
we all get back here as quickly as we can. That's the problem with these
missions, nobody likes to 'scoot'.
Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at Kunta:: don't hope... pray
Dana Hogan: Targets of opportunity during the calcs?
Mike Ngo: Gavin.... that was a horrible thing to say
DESCRIPTION: Kintae: -=chews h is toothpic a moment
before answering=- Well, I got to help out during that Thrawn thing.
Gavin Darklighter: ::his face turned serious, which was a rare occasion:: well,
I'd rather they know what we're really up against
DESCRIPTION: Elbato
and Kunta: -=look really nervous, REALLY nervous now=-
Gavin Darklighter: Look.. ::sighs:: don't let your guard down, don't panic, and
most important pay attention
Hobbie Klivian: Only if they see us, we're trying to
be unobtrusive, so if they don't see us or start firing, we don't fire.
If they do, and they start, we defend ourselves. AND we avoid the observation
ship.
Gavin Darklighter: do that and you'll be fine, remember your training, but also
keep in mind that this is real and one mistake could be fatal...
DESCRIPTION: Elbato and Kunta: -=salute=- Yes SIR!
DESCRIPTION: Kintae: -=grunts and nods=-
Gavin Darklighter: thats really the best way to deal with these type of missions...
Gavin Darklighter: ::returns the salute cassually:: relax... if there is something
that you need to do... letter whatever take care of it now...
Gavin Darklighter: ::he stands up straight and looks at Mike:: I'm gonna go
and see Rei... comming?
Dana Hogan: -= she'd nod, that was obvious to her
=- Do we defend the watchers if they start to draw fire?
DESCRIPTION: -=Elbato and Kunta nod and quickly disappear
from their company. nervous lads.=-
Mike Ngo: There's some good things about this mission
too: there's less variables to think about, it'll just be us snubfighters
and the sensor x-wing
DESCRIPTION: -=Kintae langurously stretches, he's
had one on file for a while, and goes to the hangarbay to go check out his
little transport=-
Gavin Darklighter: maybe... but I rather have them prepared and warned than
cocky
Gavin Darklighter: you know?
Hobbie Klivian: Explain, I'm not quite tracking that
question Dana.
Mike Ngo: gavin... I was talking to them
Mike Ngo: ::chuckles::
Gavin Darklighter: oh...
Dana Hogan: In the unlikely event they start to fire
at their observation craft, do we protect it?
Gavin Darklighter: ::chuckles:: sorry I must have hit that wall harder than I
thought
Hobbie Klivian: No.
Hobbie Klivian: The agents know what they're into -
we just have to hope they don't decide to turn.
Mike Ngo: Your sister is otherwise okay with everything,
or at least better off about that ambush-thing
Gavin Darklighter: see... thats what I'm afraid of...
Dana Hogan: -= she would sigh and nod, she didn't
like that last bit either =-
Adam Lyons: -=sitting in the hanger by his fighter thinking about all
the possibilities after he's already inspected his fighter=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=neither did hobbie=-
Gavin Darklighter: I just have a feeling that their might be more fighters training
than the one's we're supposed to observe...
Gavin Darklighter: :: he shook his head slowly and looked over at Dana, walking
towards her::
Dana Hogan: -= she smiled and nodded to Gavin =-
Heya, hun!
Gavin Darklighter: Hey sweety...
Mike Ngo: well...... if they take out 65% of our patrol
in seconds, i don't think we have to worry about being
overwhelmed by starfighters
Gavin Darklighter: You ok? You looked worried
Mike Ngo: ::shuts up::
Dana Hogan: I've got ill portents...
Gavin Darklighter: ::smiles as he gives her a warm hug, kissing her forhead::
Hobbie Klivian: -=goes back to looking over his datapad
as he wanders from the room towarrd the docking areah=-
Mike Ngo: ::smiles::
Gavin Darklighter: that bad feeling again?
Dana Hogan: To put it lightly...
Gavin Darklighter: ::sighs:: I hate your bad feelings....
Gavin Darklighter: ::grins::
Gavin Darklighter: they are usually right...
Dana Hogan: Well, let me see... Our last flight we
almost lost two of us... This time we've got three greens... One's gonna
be flyin' a box, pretty hard to miss... We're going against ships ya can't
see...
Gavin Darklighter: ::raises a brow as he quickly and lightly presses a finger
on her lips::
Dana Hogan: -= she could go on and on =-
Gavin Darklighter: shh... you really know how to scare someone don't you...
Gavin Darklighter: ::smiles::
Dana Hogan: -= she would put on a wry smile =- Need
I continue?
Gavin Darklighter: No
Gavin Darklighter: ::grins::
Gavin Darklighter: ::turns to Mike::
Gavin Darklighter: Hey Mike are you gonna see Rei before we leave?
Dana Hogan: I honestly think that Rei only lived
because they wanted someone to know what could happen... -= she would sigh
and shake her head =- Do they want us dead, or what?
Mike Ngo: ::shakes his head:: no... I'm gonna need a clear
head to get through this mission.... so I can see her again when I get back
Gavin Darklighter: ok you want me to tell her anything?
Gavin Darklighter: though if she's still sleeping I'll leave her a message
Gavin Darklighter: ::he turned to look at Dana, his face serious and grave as
he said in a low voice::
Gavin Darklighter: I know...I've been thinking the same thing
Mike Ngo: ::half smiles at them both, and turns to head
to the docking bay:: mission starts in less than 10 minutes. See you on deck.
Gavin Darklighter: alright
Gavin Darklighter: ::he offers Dana his arm as he turn to face the door::
Dana Hogan: -= she would stand and take his arm =-
Gavin Darklighter: ::feeling a bit of depression and worry creep up on him he
changed the subject::
Gavin Darklighter: summer or spring?
Dana Hogan: Say what?
Gavin Darklighter: ::he started to walk out of the room with Dana on his arm::
Gavin Darklighter: well I was thinking that we could have the wedding in the
summer time
Gavin Darklighter: but its up to you.. summer or spring
Gavin Darklighter: ?
Dana Hogan: SUmmer... Definately summer...
Gavin Darklighter: ::grins:: sweet...
Gavin Darklighter: I was thinking we could rent one of those hoverplatform places...
Mike Ngo: ::wonders where everyone is::
Adam Lyons: -=setting up the X-wing with the assistance of an unnamed
mechanic so he can get in and hopefully avoid Krinveedo=-
Gavin Darklighter: :: he'd gone to his room quickly, recoreded a message for
Rei, then went back out with Dana heading toward the hanger::
DESCRIPTION:-------------TIME
PASSES, AND THEY'RE ABOUT READY TO LEAVE HYPERSPACE TO THE COORDINATES--------------------
Gavin Darklighter: T.C. check the left couplink on the canopy.. i think its loose
again
DESCRIPTION:: -------ALL
SHIPS GET THE BLEEPING FOR IMMINANT REVERSION TO REALSPACE----------
Dana Hogan: -= she would be ready to revert =-
Gavin Darklighter: ::he did an all ship system check, it was part of the new
software that was installed in their xwings a couple of weeks ago.. all other
systems green as the beep goes off::
Gavin Darklighter: ::takes a deep breath::
Mike Ngo: ::goes through the normal procedures::
Adam Lyons: Byron, could you tone down that bleeping noise?
Adam Lyons: -=goes through the usual procedures and does another check
on the sensors=-
Mike Ngo: one hundred and FIVE percent??? how the hell
did that happen Hal??
Mike Ngo: ::checking through systems::
DESCRIPTION: -----REVERSION IN TEN-----
DESCRIPTION: NINE
DESCRIPTION: EIGHT
Gavin Darklighter: beep whistle beep beep - working on it...
DESCRIPTION: SEVEN
Gavin Darklighter: fine.. keep me posted T.C. and hurry
DESCRIPTION: SIX
DESCRIPTION: FIVE
DESCRIPTION:: FOUR
DESCRIPTION:THREE
Adam Lyons: Get ready for a tough one Byron...
DESCRIPTION: TWO
DESCRIPTION:: ONE
DESCRIPTION:-------REVERSION------
Kunta: ::His
gloved hands moved over the controls bringing up the shields, and double
checked the engines & guns as they reverted to real space.::
Gavin Darklighter: ::he got a beep in response as he laid his hand on the flighstick,
as he slid down the hs lever::
Mike Ngo: C>alright everyone stay sharp
Gavin Darklighter: ::the white streaks around his starship returned back to
stars as he did a passive sensor sweep of the area::
Dana Hogan: -= she'd cut in her sublights as she
dropped from HS, a little slow but that only put her a little too close to
the poor guy infront of her =-
DESCRIPTION: Kintae: Sits up in his seat and reverts
to realspace a little away from the squad so he can zoop in and pick up any
ev's.
DESCRIPTION: Elbato:
-=does everything Kunta does=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::he moved forward as Dana almost hits him::
Kunta: ::He scans the sensory board as he
gave a look around.::
Gavin Darklighter: Pr.C> You okay sweethear?
Gavin Darklighter: *Pr.C>dana>You ok sweetheart?
Dana Hogan: PC> I'm fine, Gav...
Adam Lyons: -=cuts back on HS and brings up sublight, shields and checks
sensors again=- C> Rogue Lead, this is Snoop preparing to deploy pods.
Gavin Darklighter: PC> ok... I love you ...
DESCRIPTION:: ---An
Observation Transport with large viewports hangs in space far to the left
of them. In the empty space before the OT are six TIE analogues, similar
in style to the V38 Phantom-----
Gavin Darklighter: ::he flipped over to the unit com and waited patiently::
Hobbie Klivian: C> May the Force be with us - Snoop,
begin recon.
Mike Ngo: ::pays attention to his sensor board as well
as the viewports::
Mike Ngo: ::verifies that all systems are at optimum efficiency::
Dana Hogan: -= she would glance around the area,
a little suprised by what she saw, she wanted to hit active and check on
some of the contacts in the area, but she knew that was suicide for sure
=-
DESCRIPTION: ---- a few regular TIE fighters are
mixed up among the V38 analogues, and then... the analogues vanished-----
Gavin Darklighter: ::he lifts the visor on his helmet wiping the sweat from his
face and eyes::
Gavin Darklighter: :: he blinks as several dots appear and disappear on his
scope::
Adam Lyons: -=puts his SnSc on a path behind the squad while deploying
pods and then goes on a recon run=-
Gavin Darklighter: what in the sith...
Kunta: ::He wet his suddenly dry lips, as
he kept his eyes both on the sensory board and on his flying.::
Dana Hogan: -= she wasn't suprised when some of the
blips vanished =- PC> Gav... You don't suppose... TIE V38 Phantoms...
DESCRIPTION: ------Suddenly, the first of the seven
TIE's explode, no evidence of a shot having been fired-------
Gavin Darklighter: PC> yeah... i do...
Mike Ngo: ::getting anomalies on his sensor board:: C>Lead
this is three...
Hobbie Klivian: C> Go ahead.
Dana Hogan: PC> Scrap that... They atleast leave
visuals when firing...
Gavin Darklighter: PC> I didn't see a streak from a fired shot... did you?
Mike Ngo: C>I'm getting anomalies on my sensor board.
anyone else confirm?
Gavin Darklighter: C> confirm
DESCRIPTION: --------The TIES break into evasive
maneuvres, as yet two more disappear in a fabulous explosion-----------
Adam Lyons: -=gathering data at a safe range hoping that their "test"
doesn't end too soon=-
Hobbie Klivian: C> Brief anomolies on the sensor
board, but it's sketchy.
Dana Hogan: -= she would check hers, not sure what
to say, perhaps a glitch? She wasn't sure =-
Adam Lyons: C> Good guess Feni did the reccomendations that I suggested...
DESCRIPTION:: Elbato:
C> Yeah... weird stuff....
DESCRIPTION:: -------The
last of the TIEs Explode.........----------
Gavin Darklighter: ::he moves around his cockpit nervous that all to familiar
phrase poping into his head...
Mike Ngo: ::stays at a good enough distance from the sensor-wing
to protect her::
Gavin Darklighter: C> got a bad feeling about this...
Gavin Darklighter: ::remembers his sister's story::
Mike Ngo: C> cut the chatter. ::matter-o-fact::
DESCRIPTION:: Elbato:
-=sparks start inexplicably issuing from his comm board=- C> My... om...
rea..... up...... Hel-!
Gavin Darklighter: PC> Dana... this is a trap.. it has to be... remember what
Rei saud??!
DESCRIPTION:: Elbato:
-=explodes=-
Gavin Darklighter: *said
Adam Lyons: -=goes on a second run, almost has enough data=-
Hobbie Klivian: C> EVADE!
Dana Hogan: PC> Check mate, Gav...
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie and Wes break around and go
to run interferance for Adam=-
Kunta: ::He sat in
silence, feeling rather useless at this moment, as he heard a Rogue go static,
breaks hard to port right as he struck down on the rudder.::
Mike Ngo: sith?!? ::splits off, down and left::
Adam Lyons: -=adds a few random movements to his run=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::without hesitation he breaks to the left following Mike,
checking to see where Dana was::
Gavin Darklighter: Sithspit!
Kunta: ::He
felt the X-Wing fight his hand and waited for the blackness of death, as
he bit down on his lower lip.::
Hobbie Klivian: C> Everyone, stay with your wings,
and stay on Adam, he needs to get this info and we need to get out alive....
-=voice tight=-
Dana Hogan: -= she checked her field of view, surely
there was something, a distortion, anything to clue in to where they were
=-
Mike Ngo: C>4, you on me? ((least I think it's 4))
Gavin Darklighter: ::he brought his shields up fore and aft, S- foils in attack
position::
Gavin Darklighter: C>on your butt
Kunta: ;:He flipped his S-foils into
attack position when he brought himself out of the tight manuever.::
DESCRIPTION:--------no
visuals, only thing visible is the observation ship---------
Gavin Darklighter: *C> on your butt 3
Mike Ngo: calm down.... ::flicks s-foils to attack::
Dana Hogan: -= she would activate her Strike foils
an set the shields to fore/aft aswell, cycling through a few custom sensor
modes, perhaps a blip on one of them? =-
DESCRIPTION:---------Gavin's
comm board begins sparking---------
Gavin Darklighter: T.C. give me a tag on Dana's position, put her on my screen
as a green...
Mike Ngo: ::arcs to starboard using the rudder, turning
around to keep a good distance with the observation craft::
DESCRIPTION: -----no blips------
Gavin Darklighter: what?!
Adam Lyons: Pvt C Lead> I probably only need one more run but if it
gets too bad this 2's good enough
Kunta: ::His head looking left and right as
he tried to get some kind of idea where the attack was coming from.::
Gavin Darklighter: C> got a...
Mike Ngo: C> Repeat, 4
Gavin Darklighter: ::he breaks off from behind Mike,::
Hobbie Klivian: -=sees sparks within Gavin's cockpit=-
C> FOUR EJECT!
Gavin Darklighter: C> I got a problem...
Adam Lyons: -=finishes second run and quickly starts on a short third
run=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::he shields his face as he hits the droid ejection button
and ejects T.C.::
Mike Ngo: ::jerks his head back and banks to see gavin's
x-wing::
Gavin Darklighter: :: he's slammed back into his seat as his left wing explodes,::
DESCRIPTION:: ---------Gavin's
fighter's SelfDes blinks three times----------------
Gavin Darklighter: ::he grabs the ejection cord and rips it::
DESCRIPTION: ---------gavin's fighter goes BOOM-----------
Kunta: ::He blinks as he tried to figure what
in the hell was going on, he had his R2 unit do a quick scann for some kind
of transmission.::
Mike Ngo: ::he shields his eyes from the explosion::
Hobbie Klivian: Kintae: -=brings his pickup into the
fray and goes after Gavin, bringing him aboard=-
Dana Hogan: Damnit! -= she would pull a hard bank
port, perhaps some old maneuvers from when she flew Imperial would keep her
fine =-
Hobbie Klivian: PvtC Adam C> GO OMEGA
Hobbie Klivian: C> Everybody, cover Snoops' escape,
then go Omega, back to origin
Adam Lyons: PvtC Hobbie C> Good, I'm done anyways.
Mike Ngo: Hal, see if you can get a fix on 4's eject pod
::hal working...::
DESCRIPTION: --------Kunta's Ship's com begins sparking-----------
Kunta: ::Getting nothing from the R2 unit he broke
hard to port left veering away from the original vector.::
Gavin Darklighter: ::he had ejected a minute before the explosion, but it wasn't
enough time, his canopy took too long to open, as he was slamed head first
into it, he crashed through it::
Adam Lyons: -=retracts the pods and books it towards nav point keeping
a fairly random flight path=-
Hobbie Klivian: Kintae: -=tractors Gavin in=- C>
I've got him. -=grim voice=-
Mike Ngo: C>copy lead
Dana Hogan: C> Roger that... -= she'd pull a tricky
little turn, one more suited for an Interceptor than an X-wing, before moving
back to the scanship =-
DESCRIPTION: ----------Kunta's
Comm board goes dead, and his SelfDes blinks three times-------------
Gavin Darklighter: :: his limp body, could be seen moving closed to the shuttle
by the orange flight suit::
Mike Ngo: ::takes position back and above the scanship::
Kunta: ::He looks left and right, as he then reaches
for the chord only to be embraced into a firey explosion.::
Shawn Lovelett
has left the room.
Hobbie Klivian: Kintae: -=curses fluently as he gets
Gavin into the ship.=- C> This is Nursemaid, I'm bugging out.
Hobbie Klivian: -=starlines=-
Hobbie Klivian: C> Code OMEGA - NOW!
Dana Hogan: -= then she had an idea =- C> Anyone
got a 4x-Phantom?!?
Adam Lyons: C> Lead, Snoop, I'm 30 seconds from hyperspace.
Shawn Lovelett
has entered the room.
Adam Lyons: -=starlines=-
Dana Hogan: -= she'd set her HS escape vector, navigating
to the ocurse and reactivating her HS drive =-
Hobbie Klivian: -=waits for the rest to go to hyperspace=-
Hobbie Klivian: Wes: -=starlines=-
Mike Ngo: ::jumps into hs::
Hobbie Klivian: -=finally starlines=-
DESCRIPTION:: ----------------EVERYONE'S
EXITED INTO CORUSCANT SPACE---------
Hobbie Klivian: -=heads down to dock his fighter=-
Dana Hogan: -= she had a few ideas of what they used,
but she didn't have the chance to test them =-
DESCRIPTION: Kintae: -=lands his ship, the medics
waiting on hand=-
Mike Ngo: Hal, my flightrecorder was on. TELL ME MY FLIGHT
RECORDER WAS ON
Mike Ngo: ::manuevers his ship to land::
DESCRIPTION: -=medics take Gavin from the ship, bloodied
and unconscious, and rush him to medbay=-
Dana Hogan: C> Tell me, does anyone else think
a 4x-Phantom would help..? Maybe jam somehting of thiers..? -= she'd bring
her craft back to the hangar =-
Adam Lyons: -=maneuvers the ship to land with Intel waiting on hand=-
Mike Ngo: ::almost crashes his fighter watching the medics
tend to Gavin::
Hobbie Klivian: C> I don't know - we'll have to wait
and see if we got any data that actually says anything.
Mike Ngo: Hal, finish the landing and shut-down procedures...
::he manually opens the canopy and vaults out to follow the medics::
Adam Lyons: C> We better, otherwise I won't be happy.
Red-Eye: ::Was zooming around the hanger stopping
before a collection of cans & disvolement examinging them with his sensor.::
Dana Hogan: C> We lost two pilots... If we don't
get something from this, they died in vain...
Hobbie Klivian: Medics: -=surrounding the unconscious
Gavin, one is using the bag to respirate him while the others quickly try
to stop the bloodflow=-
Adam Lyons: -=lands the fighter, shuts down and opens the canopy=-
Mike Ngo: ::covers his mouth in shock::
Red-Eye: ::His cylinder head continues to move
back and forth examining the items that the crew leaves behind.::
Hobbie Klivian: -=is silent=-
Dana Hogan: -= she was the last pilot to bring in
her fighter completely, setting it down and starting to power down the systems
=-
Red-Eye: ::His panel opens and his robotic arm
extends, grasping the disolvement.::
Gavin Darklighter: :: his head was bleeding severly, he had other cuts on his
face with burns on his face and hands from the sparks. his flighsuit was
also slighlty torn/burned::
Red-Eye:
::His claw misses, and he twoots and tweets rather loudly in anger.::
Hobbie Klivian: -=Medics are shouting orders to one
another, one gets up on the repulsor bed and straddles him while giving
compressions=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=Gavin is rushed out of the landing
bay=-
Adam Lyons: -=gets out of the cockpit and waits for mechanics to get
Byron out=-
Mike Ngo: ::stares in awe as the medics run off::
Dana Hogan: -= she'd then pop the hatch and start
to climb out =-
DESCRIPTION: Kiintae: -=dropkicks his helmet across
the room with loud curses=-
Red-Eye: ::His claw tries again, this time succeding
in capturing the can of disovlement.::
Red-Eye: ::Then procceds to turn his head
around so he can back out of the Hanger.::
Gavin Darklighter: ::he started to breath again on his own, but faintly, his
pulse was weak but there::
Red-Eye: ::He continues to back out of the
Hanger, dragging the can of disovelment with him.::
Hobbie Klivian: -=Medics stopped compressions, but are
still respirating him as he's rushed past Dana and out the door......=-
Dana Hogan: ...
Red-Eye: ::The little Astromech, drags the can
of disolvement out of the Hanger and into the hallway, tweeting angerly.::
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie shuts down his fighter and
leans forward to rest his helmeted head against the 'dash' with a long sigh=-
Adam Lyons: -=sits down as Byron rolls over with a little bit of carbon
scoring on him=- Hmm, they did go after me I guess. Must have been a potshot.
Red-Eye: ::He continues to drag the disovelment
down the hallway, going towards the turbolift.::
Mike Ngo: ::snaps out of it. he does to find hobbie::
Mike Ngo: goes*
Dana Hogan: -= she didn't say anything, she didn't even blink =-
Mike Ngo: Sir, if we won't be debriefing right away I'd
liketo go and check on Gavin, sir.
Mike Ngo: ::at hobbie's x-wing::
Dana Hogan: -= she was a little too shocked to say
anything, as though she'd overloaded a circuit =-
Hobbie Klivian: -=Slowly, like a really old man, gets
out of his X-wing=- Go ahead and do that, Mike... I thnk we'll all need
a little bit of time before we do that.
Mike Ngo: ::nods and runs off::
DESCRIPTION: -=still cursing up a storm, Kintae leaves
the docking bay=-
Mike Ngo: ::runs past dana and stops abruptly. he turns
around::
Dana Hogan: -= she finally did blink =-
Gavin Darklighter: ::as they reached medbay, no one notived that in his hand
crumpled up was a pic of him and Dana::
Gavin Darklighter: ::he had it in a death grip::
Adam Lyons: -=looks after Kintae=- Will
someone please sedate the crazy rescue pilot?
Dana Hogan: -= she'd heard those curses before, and
could teach him many new ones later =-
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie leans heavily against his fighter,
leaning his head back against it and squeezes his eyes shut in attempt to
get the images out of his head=-
Mike Ngo: We should probably go check on him, dana ::takes
her hand and starts to pull her along::
Adam Lyons: -=decides to head over to Hobbie's fighter and give his opinion
on the operation=-
DESCRIPTION:: -=Medic
gently takes the pic out of Gavin's hand as they cut off his flightsuit
in the OR=-
Dana Hogan: -= it take another minute, but she'd
regain her composure, stalking over to Hobbie to give him her own two cents
=-
Mike Ngo: Dana.. ::as she breaks off and walks off the
other way::
Adam Lyons: -=sees the angry female pilot and decides that talking to
a mechanic would probably be better right about now...=-
Dana Hogan: -= she would stop =- Yeah, Mike..?
Mike Ngo: We should probably go check on him
Gavin Darklighter: ::the picture was a bit damaged but his thumb was on Dana's
face as if he was stroking her, as they took it out. ::
DESCRIPTION:: -=Female
medic muttered=- awwww -=as she took it out=-
Dana Hogan: -= she'd not resist much, following him
with a half-present nod =- Yeah... Right... Hobbie can wait...
Adam Lyons: -=intel is already swarming over his fighter and doesn't
really want to talk to them right now=-
DESCRIPTION:: -=Gavin
is quickly operated on to fix the hemmoraging, then by the time dana and
mike get there he'll be being put into the tank=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie slides down with his back to
the ladder, and sighs, putting his helmeted head against his knees=-
Adam Lyons: -=notices that they aren't noone's talking to Hobbie and
head over again=-
Mike Ngo: ::barges into medical. one of the techs simply
points to the double doors on the left, knowing my unasked question::
Adam Lyons: -=grins as he walks up=- I think this is the best that any
squadron has done against the Invisable fighters, sim or real.
Mike Ngo: *medics
Dana Hogan: -= she would still be following him =-
Hobbie Klivian: -=sighs=- Still.... I wish we'd have
been quicker, if we got out quicker, maybe those kids'd still be alive.
Adam Lyons: Maybe the second one, but the first was killed almost as
soon as they were done.
Gavin Darklighter: ::as they put him in the tank, one of the nurses took the
chain off his neck, it had his dogtags::
Adam Lyons: I think it was again the usual three to one odds again.
Mike Ngo: him and those damn bacta tanks... ::staring
at gavin's lifeless form in the tank, trying to cheer himself up. it isn't
working::
Hobbie Klivian: -=just sighs and nods, then stands=-
No, against what we were up against, the odds were astronomical. It's a
miracle any of us returned.
Dana Hogan: It could be worse, Mike... -= a sigh
=- It could be a small wooden box...
Hobbie Klivian: Wes: -=growls to himself in anger at
the stupid loss of life, and heads back to his quarters=-
Adam Lyons: Exactly, I also got some readings from that observational
ship, just in case it might be droids we're up against.
Mike Ngo: ::looks at Dana:: I'm so sorry, Dana. He was
my wingman. I should have been able to do something..
Dana Hogan: We didn't know what to expect... I thought
they were just the Phantoms at first...
Reilin Darklighter: ::she came into her room as she tossed a bag
off new clothes on her bag, then took the box in her other hand and placed
it down on the table being a wedding present, she didn't want it to break.
Then noticed she had a message at
Hobbie Klivian: -=Nods and sighs=- Good thinking.
Reilin Darklighter: her holonet station::
Hobbie Klivian: -=pushes away from the X-wing=- I better
go talk to Rei.
Adam Lyons: Good idea. I think I'm gonna get some rest...
Hobbie Klivian: Rest well, Adam.
Hobbie Klivian: -=heads down to Rei's place=-
Mike Ngo: ::sighs, looks back at gavin::
Dana Hogan: I told him I thought the mission was
a bad idea...
Adam Lyons: -=heads back to his own quarters to at least think a bit
before he has to face the inquistion=-
Reilin Darklighter: ::she sat down and opened the message, it was
a video message from Gavin::
Gavin Darklighter: On the screen: hey sis whats up?! ::smiles:: I hope Mike
didn't tire you too bad, anyway I have to go on a mission you already know
which one...
Gavin Darklighter: truth is.. I'm scared... ::sighs and fakes a smile:: but I
know that you'll be fine. Take care of mike in case something.. happens...
and especially of Dana... I got to go but I love you sis...
Reilin Darklighter: ::the video blinks off, and a message pops
up END OF MESSAGES ::
Reilin Darklighter: :: sighs and grins:: we were just cuddling!
sheesh...
Reilin Darklighter: ::chuckles slightly as she grabs the bag of
clothes and starts to fold them::
Reilin Darklighter: ::she held up a orange shirt that she had gotten
for Mike, and set it aside::
Hobbie Klivian: -=finally makes it to Rei's quarters,
and hesitantly taps on her door, in stead of using the doorbuzz=-
Reilin Darklighter: ::she didn't hear the tap since she was in
her closet hanging a dress, thinking about Gavin::
Hobbie Klivian: -=waits a few minutes, then knocks=-
Reilin Darklighter: ::she hears the knock and heads to the door::
Reilin Darklighter: Yes?... ::she opens it not expecting to see
Hobbie::
Hobbie Klivian: Reilin, are you busy?
Reilin Darklighter: uh.. no.. aren't you..? what are you doing
back so soon?
Hobbie Klivian: It was a snoop and scoot, Rei - and
we had to scoot earlier than we thought. Uhm, -=sighs while gathering up
courage=-
Reilin Darklighter: ::her face droped as she realized the probable
answer to her question, she took a step back::
Dana Hogan: Summer, Mike... It's supposed to be in
the summer...
Hobbie Klivian: No, he's alright, -=Hobbie quickly says=-
But he got hurt pretty bad... he's in the med ward right now. I thought
I'd bring you down.
Reilin Darklighter: ::she looked straight at Hobbie, feeling herself
turning pale::
Reilin Darklighter: how bad...
Mike Ngo: ::looks at her, not sure of what he could say
that could ease her pain::
Reilin Darklighter: ::by this time she had found a chair and was
looking up at him::
Hobbie Klivian: -=speaks softly=- He hit crashed through
his canopy when he went EV, and his fighter exploded out from under him...
last I saw him they were resucitating him on his way to the medbay.
Dana Hogan: -= she did breathe a sigh of relief,
atleast it'd been him in the bacta, she was a non-responsive to the normally
majical curative =-
Reilin Darklighter: :: she caught be breath as she gasped dropping
the clothing from her hand::
Hobbie Klivian: Mike and Dana went to keep an eye on
him, I thought you would want to go too.
Reilin Darklighter: :: her eyes widened:: Gavin?..
Hobbie Klivian: -=He nodded=-
Reilin Darklighter: ::she looked away:: no... I just got his message...
I..just..
Hobbie Klivian: -=moves forward and puts a gentle hand
on her shoulder=- He'll be alright, Rei.
Reilin Darklighter: :: she didn't respond as she stood up not bothering
to pick up the shirt from the floor::
Reilin Darklighter: ::she her squad jacket from the back of the
chair and put it on::
Mike Ngo: I'm sure he'll be better by summer...
Hobbie Klivian: -=Said nothing, knowing he had no words,
and just stayed by her side on her way to the medbay=-
Dana Hogan: -= it was a half-ass nod =-
Mike Ngo: ::walks up to massage her (Dana's) shoulders::
Reilin Darklighter: :: half way there she broke into a fast/jog
run::
Dana Hogan: I'll be fine, Mike...
Mike Ngo: okay... we're all here if you need us ::speaking
for the rest of the squadron as well::
Mike Ngo: ::steps back to where he was::
Reilin Darklighter: ::as she reaches med bay, and goes through
the doors she almost falls seeing Gavin in the tank his face black and blue
and slight burns on his face and hands and chest.::
Dana Hogan: -= it was going to be a lonely night,
tonight =-
Mike Ngo: ::whirls around at the noise::
Mike Ngo: ::sees Rei::
Hobbie Klivian: -=is close behind Reilin, but just stands
aside looking up at Gavin floating there.=-
Reilin Darklighter: oh..
Hobbie Klivian: -=is glad that they were able to save
hiim enough to dunk him, it looked a bit touch and go=-
Mike Ngo: ::tears start to well up in his eyes::
Reilin Darklighter: ::she takes a step toward mike and dana not
taking her eyes off Gavin, as she feels her knees start to give way::
Mike Ngo: ::sees her knees shaking, and he goes to catch
her::
Reilin Darklighter: ::she looked up at her big brother, tears falling
down her face as she catches herself on Mike::
Mike Ngo: Rei....
Reilin Darklighter: What have the doctors said?...
Hobbie Klivian: -=Watches a few more minutes before
bowing his head and slipping out with a heavy heart.=-
Reilin Darklighter: ::she looked at him, then to Dana and then
to Mike, trying to regain her composure ::
Dana Hogan: -= she would slip out to get some sence,
and to catch up with Hobbie =-
Mike Ngo: He's in a coma, Rei. they don't know if he'll
make it or not yet..
Adam Lyons: -=after getting cleaned up Adam goes and heads down to
Downtime hoping that someone would stop by=-
Reilin Darklighter: ::her knees did give way at this:: no...
Mike Ngo: ::tries supporting all of her weight. best he
can do is let her drop slowly::
Hobbie Klivian: -=notices Dana following him and stops
walking, looking up slightly=- You wanted something from me?
Reilin Darklighter: ::she takes her eyes off Gavin and looks at
Mike::
Mike Ngo: ::he drops to his knees with her::
Dana Hogan: Why the hell did we really go out there..?
You damn well know it was suicide mission...
Mike Ngo: ::He looks back at her, finding the tears even
harder to fight off::
Reilin Darklighter: ::she looked down burying her face in her hands,
crying her shoulders shook slightly::
Hobbie Klivian: We went out because that was our orders.
Dana Hogan: They might as well have ordered us to
fly into a cliff...
Reilin Darklighter: He.. left.. me a message...
Hobbie Klivian: -=knows *EXACTLY* how she is feeling
right now, and is willing to be the wall she lets her frustration go at=-
Hobbie Klivian: If flying into a cliff would save others
lives, I'm sure they would.
Mike Ngo: ::he holds her, rubbing her back gently and
leaning his head on hers::
Reilin Darklighter: he.. was.. summertime..
Dana Hogan: -= she would have shot the
man who put together that mission in her current mood =- We've lost two pilots
already, maybe a third... That's not counting the other mission... Damnit,
a slicer could have gotten the right information!
Mike Ngo: The wedding's going to be in the summertime
*sniffle* ::taking extra care in using present tense::
Reilin Darklighter: ::she looked up at Mike, slowly nodding::
Hobbie Klivian: Listen, I'm no happier about this than
you are, Dana. And I know how you're feeling right now. But listen, when
we joined this military,
Hobbie Klivian: we knew our lives were forfeit. You
have an advantage over me, though. Dana, go to him, be with him... be there
for him so he knows you're there and will pull himself through for you.
Hobbie Klivian: and he will pull himself through for
you, because he loves you.
Reilin Darklighter: ::slowly she started to stand up::
Dana Hogan: -= she'd considered hijacking
an A-wing just to get that data, to make it worth the two dead =-
Reilin Darklighter: ::she slowly moved to an empty bed and sat
down:: Where's Dana?
Mike Ngo: I don't know.... i think she went to talk to
Hobbie
Reilin Darklighter: We need to find her... she's liable to do something
crazy...
Reilin Darklighter: ::sniffle sniffle::
Hobbie Klivian: -=eyes Dana evenly=- There's some Intel
agents in there, they'll find what we need. if they don't get killed, that
is.
Reilin Darklighter: What exactly happened out there?
Mike Ngo: ::blinks::
Mike Ngo: ::sighs::
Dana Hogan: I never did like Intel...
Neither sides...
Mike Ngo: ::takes a seat next to her on the bed::
Reilin Darklighter: ::she wiped the tears from her eyes as she
leaned into him resting her head on his chest/shoulder ::
Hobbie Klivian: Neither do I - but we have to give them
a chance before we go Rogue again and take matters into our own hands, got
it?
Reilin Darklighter: no.. don't tell me..
Reilin Darklighter: not yet...
Dana Hogan: Yeah... I got it... -= she
would mutter something quite under her breath =-
Mike Ngo: ::he was just about to but stops short::
Reilin Darklighter: -=cuddles
against Mike as emotiona overload puts her into sleep=-
Dana Hogan: -= she would back up against
the wall =- Damn Intel... Just let the find what they need...
Hobbie Klivian: -=takes Dana's shoulders=- Listen carefully.
Don't get overraught, and don't go off half-assed to try and fix things.
What happens when Gavin gets out, and you're not here?
Hobbie Klivian: Don't make me order you to go to him,
Dana. I will.
Dana Hogan: I can't stand to see him there...
That helpless feeling...
Hobbie Klivian: I know, but he needs to know you're
there. He needs you right now.
Dana Hogan: I should... He'd be there
were I so... Injured...
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods wordlessly and drops his hands
to step back=-
Dana Hogan: -= she would turn, with half
a sigh, and lurk back =-
Hobbie Klivian: -=watches Dana go, then goes to the
downtime to get a good stiff drink before heading to his office. He wouldn't
be sleeping tonight=-
Adam Lyons: Maybe, this time the aftermath of the mission was worse than
the mission itself...
Hobbie Klivian: -=Silently gets to Downtime and rummages
around for something reaaaaaly alcoholic... Ralltiirian Wine should do it.=-
Dana Hogan: -= she knew, once in private,
she'd be drunk off anything and everything she could find, but, for now,
she'd stick with gav in the vat =-
Hobbie Klivian: -=he pours a glass of the 1000 proof
stuff, and puts the bottle back. He sees Adam and nods to him with the "I'll
be back" look.=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=he brings the glass to Dana=- Here.
Kar Drem: ::having finished reverting his rifle to it's
original configuration hours ago, he went to the range for a another hour
and is now back, cleaning the rifle and listening to some music from his
datapad::
Dana Hogan: -= she'd take the glass =-
What is it, Hobbie?
Hobbie Klivian: Ralltiirian Wine... strongest stuff
in the galaxy. 1000 proof, or so they say. Most people get drunk off their
arses on two sips. I thought you might want a stiffener. I know I do.
Kar Drem: ::looks up to see a couple of rogue squadron
member pour in, looking rather glum::
Dana Hogan: Thanks... -= she'd take the
glass, taking a bigger sip that most would =-
Kar Drem: ::he turns off the music so he can listen; listening
to other poeple's conversations has become one of his favorite pasttimes
around here::
Hobbie Klivian: -=shakes his head slightly=- there's
more at downtime if you want some.
Dana Hogan: I should stay here...
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods=- Good. comm me if you need
anything.
Dana Hogan: Will do... -= another sip,
she could hold herself pretty will with licquor =-
Kar Drem: Who died? ::well familiar with the expressions that mask over their
faces now::
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods and heads back to downtime for
a glass of the RW hiself=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=Soon makes it to downtime, gets a
rather large glass of RW for himself and moves to sit near Adam.... just
wanting some sort of company=-
Dana Hogan: -= she would be intoxicated
by the first glass, a little more moody, that sort of hting, nothing near
the drunken stooper she'd have loved, but it was enough to ease her pain,
she deciding to sit against the vat =-
Kar Drem: ::he watches and listens, cleaning his rifle.
the more Human side of him wondered how he ever grew so cold to the prospect
of Death::
Adam Lyons: You know that stuff will make you so drunk that you'll be
too drunk to drool...
Hobbie Klivian: "Yep."
Dana Hogan: -= Oh yeah, that's what she
wanted =-
Adam Lyons: -=snickers=- Your choice, I guess.
Adam Lyons: -=shrugs=- Well, I need to be off, the intel inquisition
will want to debrief me...-=waves at Hobbie=-
Hobbie Klivian: Good luck, Adam. -=waves back=-
Adam Lyons: -=heads off to Senshu's office where he was told before the
mission to meet to be debriefed.
Adam Lyons: =-
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