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Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie didn't talk much as they left
the Celchus on their way back to Base.
Wes Janson: "I still think it's scary how much like Elva
you look, Hobs. You sure you don't have any sisters you don't know about?"
Hobbie Klivian: "Nope, I was a lonely only, Wes."
Fenig Durak: Neither did Fenig, really. Just kinda went
with the flow.
Hobbie Klivian: "And I don't really see it. She's
just too cute. I wish she was mine, though," he smiled softly.
Wes Janson: "Could be? Have any one night stands in the
past 3 years we don't know about?"
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie just shook his head.
Hobbie Klivian: "Only girl I've been with is Amanda,
and you know she defected."
Wes Janson: Wes laughed, then stopped. "How long ago
was that?"
Hobbie Klivian: About a year ago.
Wes Janson: "No, that's when Doc left. No, the last time
you two did the blanket tango?"
Fenig Durak: "That's a lovely expression," she said flatly.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie frowned. "Right before she
left - Wess, I don't see how it's any of your business...."
Wes Janson: "Wouldn't it be wierd if it's yours and Doc's,
and she sent the baby to Tycho for safe keeping in case she can never get
back here?" Wes chuckled.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie glared at his best friend, "Don't
even joke about such a thing.
Hobbie Klivian: "
Wes Janson: Wes shrugged. "Could be."
Fenig Durak: "Yeah, but how likely is that? How many
women could give up their own child?"
Hobbie Klivian: "Then why would she send the child
to tycho and not even tell me about her?"
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie looked to Fenig, "Exactly.
The Amanda I knew would never give up a child..." he paused, "Then again,
I didn't really know her." He frowned and shoved his hands into his pockets.
Fenig Durak: She chewed on her bottom lip as she looked
at Hobbie. I know what you
mean, Hobbs.
Wes Janson: Wes held up his hands defensivly. "It was
just a thought. No need to bite my head off."
Hobbie Klivian: "Nobody's biting your head off," Hobbie
said morosely. "Just wishin' it was true. I'd love to have a little girl
someday, but it's never going to happen, we all know that."
Fenig Durak: "No, we don't. Y'all're in Rogue Squadron.
Y'all see the impossible happen all the time. Hell, even Wes is gettin'
a kid," she smiled apologetically at Wes for that. "I don't think you bein
a Dad someday is all that improbable."
Wes Janson: "We can always give you ours..." he joked.
Fenig Durak: "Hey now, I'm looking forward to a little
girl myself, here. Thank you very mcuh."
Fenig Durak: *much
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie just sighed. "Thanks guys,
but seriously - it's not going to happen. Trust me."
Fenig Durak: Nods a bit absently, opting to change the
subject. "So that was Tycho, eh?"
Hobbie Klivian: "Yep."
Fenig Durak: "He looked really familar." Way to change
the subject, Fen. Woo. You're a master articulator.
Hobbie Klivian: "So you acted."
Fenig Durak: "That obvious, hmm? I'll have to work on
that."
Hobbie Klivian: "You called him Jake, Fen. Otherwise
I wouldn't have noted."
Fenig Durak: "Yeah, I was hoping you wouldn't notice
that," she sighed, casting a sidelong glance at the two men.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie said nothing more.
Wes Janson: Neither did Wes, though he was curious.
Fenig Durak: She nodded again, mostly to herself and
considered slipping an arm through Wes', but stopped herself. And the silence
went on.
Hobbie Klivian: After a few minutes, Hobbie (of all
people) spoke. "Well, dont worry, Fen. It wasn't Jake, and you know that
man wouldn't survive a minute around the Rogues anyhow."
Fenig Durak: "Alone anyway, you're right." A bit worried,
she looked up to Wes, not sure if she wanted him to know who they were talking
about, but he was welcome to ask.
Wes Janson: Wes wasn't an insensitive prick. He could
tell something was bothering Fenni, so he gently wrapped his arm around
her waist and hugged her to him gently.
Fenig Durak: Which, she will admit, helped a great deal.
She leaned her head on his shoulder a moment before smiling. Yes, actually
smiling.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie just hunched his shoulders in
his jacket, hands still shoved in pocket, and walked silent.
Wes Janson: Grinning, Wes wrapped his other hand around
Hobbie's shoulders and hugged him close as well. If it worked for one...
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie shrugged the arm off, while
tossing Wes a rueful smile.... then he moved to be walking a bit away from
Wes and Fenig along the way.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie shrugged the arm off, while
tossing Wes a rueful smile... then he moved to be walking a bit away from
Wes and Fenig along the way.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie shrugged the arm off, while
tossing Wes a rueful smile... then he moved to be walking a bit away from
Wes and Fenig along the way.
Fenig Durak: Slippin her arm around Wes' waist, she debated
loosely the reasons for and against telling Wes about Jake.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie just drifted further and further
away from the 'couple', lost in his own tumultous thoughts.
Fenig Durak: Looks to Wes, "Think we should catch up
to him, or let him be for a bit?"
Wes Janson: "Dunno... do you want to tell me something
or shall we stay together?"
Fenig Durak: The thought of denying having any secrets
from Wes was a tempting one, but that would also require her to flat out
lie when he knew better. So, she nodded, "I suppose it had to happen sooner
or later." She smiled mildly before going on.
"About thre years before I was transferred," she stopped and started over.
"I have an ex-husband named Jake who is the spitting image of Tycho. A
few months ago when I was on that really long vacation? I went to find Jake and get a divorce. no big deal, right?
Well, Jake's an Imperial. He was a plant on the ship I was stationed on.
He'd been a plant on the station where I'd met him."
Wes Janson: Wes blinked. He hadn't expected this. he
kept on listening.
Fenig Durak: She shrugged. There wasn't really any more.
"He granted me the divorce, but I can't dismiss the idea that he may cause
trouble someday. I thought he had died on Endor, he thought I had died
after we got married, so now that he
Fenig Durak: knows I'm alive..." she smiled gently up
at him, almost expecting his arm to retract from around her.
Wes Janson: "Don't worry, we won't let anything happen
to you." He squeezed her gently.
Fenig Durak: It's not me I'm worried about, she thought, though squeezed him back
just as gently. "Thanks, Wes. That means a lot to me."
Fenig Durak: "And Wes?"
Wes Janson: "yes?"
Fenig Durak: "I never meant for any of this to happen.
I never meant for the baby, or that fight, any of it."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie walked along, lost in his thoughts.
Fenig Durak: And Fenig wished briefly for a pea shooter
and a handful of peas.
Wes Janson: Wes, however was prepared. He pulled out
his comlink and buzzed Hobbie.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie pulled his comm out, "Klivian,"
he said blankly.
Wes Janson: Wes turned on his announcer voice. "Hello,
welcome to Coruscant HoloCom. Tonight showing on our widescreen is Hobbie's
Big Butt, a holo about a leader and the butt that was alwyas behind him.
Holo times are at 0520,
0930 and..." wes looked at his watch "1823. Come down and watch, cause
the ones who have viewed this sight agree that it's a great view."
Fenig Durak: Fen giggled softly and nodded, "It really
is!" Pretending to be a giggly fan.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie flicked it off, and turned bemusedly
to look at wes and feni. Then he shook his head and started chuckling.
"Trying to get my attention?"
Fenig Durak: "Always."
Hobbie Klivian: He had his hands in his pockets and
he simply gave her a sad smile, "Shame."
Wes Janson: "Oh come on, who else would i have unlimited
teasing rights to?"
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie canted his head to one side
to think about it.
Fenig Durak: She raised her hand. "I know. Y'all could
pick on Myn for a while."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie nodded, "Though I ought to sit
that one out... don't want a repeat of last week."
Fenig Durak: "Hence the need to tone him down a bit,"
she shrugged.
Wes Janson: "Myn isn't worth my time... and Kirney would
just do some kind of reverse psychology."
Fenig Durak: She snorted a laugh.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie shrugged.
Fenig Durak: "Then you're stuck with Hobbie n' me"
Hobbie Klivian: "Poor guy."
Fenig Durak: Quirks a brow, "I like to think we make
for excellent company."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie just shook his head ruefully.
Wes Janson: "Either that or you're stuck with that evil
Krinveddo."
Hobbie Klivian: "now THERE is a threat if I ever heard
one."
Fenig Durak: "Certainly beats out my supply of metallic
pink paint."
Wes Janson: Wes smiled.
Fenig Durak: "And what are *you* grinning at, Janson?"
She smirked and poked him gently in the ribs.
Wes Janson: "Image of Krinveedo in metalic pink paint."
Fenig Durak: "Now that's sick."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie burst out laughin.
Wes Janson: "I think we have to do that."
Fenig Durak: "Uhm, why don't we wait until I get some
paint that won't kill him?"
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie couldn't answer, he was too
busy laughing at the thought that struck him as funnier than the infamous
Kettch prank.
Fenig Durak: Dunno, if the things Fen had heard about
that were all true, Kettch was still the ranking prank.
Hobbie Klivian: Doesn't mean it doesn't make Hobbie
think it's funnier right now, t hough. so he does. :P
Wes Janson: "Fenni... that's the point."
Fenig Durak: "Well yeah, but...." She chuckled softly
and shook her head. "I'm not gonna be a part of this, but I'm not gonna
hide my paint from ya either."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie shook his head as he calmed,
"I hate to be the voice of reason here... but killing off mechanics isn't
exactly what we're paid to do.... no matter how funny it might be.
Hobbie Klivian: "
Fenig Durak: She held out her hands, "Hey, I've yet to
really see why y'all don't like him."
Wes Janson: "Does a big metal pipe mean anything to you?
No wait, it wouldn't. He hits ON you, not hits you."
Hobbie Klivian: "It's always either that, or pushing
someone down the stairs."
Fenig Durak: She blinked. "He's never hit on me, and
this is the first I've heard of any stairs."
Wes Janson: "Or humiliating them on the holonet hacker
shows he does."
Fenig Durak: "And why is he still employed?"
Hobbie Klivian: "Although.. you do have to admit its
funny."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie smiled, "Cause he's good."
Fenig Durak: "PFf, he can't be that good."
Hobbie Klivian: "he's good enough," Hobbie shrugged.
"And, he occasiionally provides for good entertainment. Besides, if anyone
fired him, he'd probably bash them
over the head with one of his pipes in revenge, causing a lengthy stay at
the medward, if not a permanent one."
Wes Janson: "Cause he'd kill us if we fired him?"
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie looked at wes, "Hiver."
Fenig Durak: She crossed her arms and frowned a little,
"Well still, if I got in trouble for fighting with that one droid technician,
he should at least be talked to. Besides, it makes me look bad that I haven't
coached him on his behavior."
Hobbie Klivian: "he's been talked to, even suspended...
it doesn't seem to work"
Fenig Durak: "Who is his immediate superior?"
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie shrugged, "So we pretty much
just ignore him, or do what he says, and it saves a lot of trouble."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie exchanged a look with Wes, then
looked at Feni with an answer. "Wraith techs.... then Face."
Fenig Durak: She grimaced, "Nevermind."
Wes Janson: "I think we should transfer him to being under
Myn's control."
Fenig Durak: "I don't think that's such a good idea.
Kirney would kill Krinveedo too quickly."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie chuckled.
Wes Janson: "Again, you miss the point."
Fenig Durak: Rolls her eyes and grins, "If you're going
to kill someone, you have to get some enjoyment out of it. Some kind of
entertainment. Jabba had the right idea with the Rancor."
Hobbie Klivian: "We could ship a Rancor in from Dathomir...."
Fenig Durak: "Now you're thinking," she smirked.
Wes Janson: "I bet we could hold it in the lower levels...
even make money from it."
Fenig Durak: "What? Pilot income not enough for ya?"
Wink!
Wes Janson: "I want to retire one day... seeing Krinveedo
go against a rancor with a pipe will draw enough response from the military
staff alone I could retire on Commendor."
Fenig Durak: "Don't retire just yet. You'll need to
find the funds to get a rancor here and feed it until you can get Krinveedo
down there." Grinning from ear to ear, Feni was just enjoying this too much.
Wes Janson: "That's easy, my dear. You just get the rancor
handlers a split of the kitty, then act as a manager and offer to hold the
event at their space instead of shopping around...
Wes Janson: and the stadium people will pay YOU for the
event as long as they get money from the ticket sales and vending and souviners
and stuff."
Fenig Durak: She blinked at Wes, "You've certainly done
your homework."
Hobbie Klivian: "Homework shomework, Fen. He's just
caught up on Aurek-Team."
Fenig Durak: "Holovid. Right. That really instills me
with the greatest sense of confidence," though she winked.
Wes Janson: "How many times do you think
I've done this... wait a sec... ignore that thought..."
Fenig Durak: Smirks, "You could ask that question about
a lot of things, Wes."
Wes Janson: "I get around," he stated simply.
Fenig Durak: Wisely, she turns a smile on Hobbie.
Hobbie Klivian: He holds his hands to either side,
pulling them from his pockets. "Hey, don't look at me!
Hobbie Klivian: "
Wes Janson: Wes stares at Hobbie.
Fenig Durak: "Well, where to now, guys? It's a lovely
afternoon, none of us have work to do," pointed glance at Hobbie, "and I
think we should take this chance to do something with the day."
Hobbie Klivian: "About work, actually...." he cuts
off at Feni's repeated pointed look. "Uh... yeah, I guess it can wait...."
Wes Janson: "Gods, when I was a general I didn't have as much work
as you claim you have... and i was a general in a wartime!"
Hobbie Klivian: "Well, Uhm, I kindof.... uh..." he
smiled weakly. "Took on some more...."
Wes Janson: "Like what?" raise eyebrow expression.
Hobbie Klivian: "Uh.... copyediting reports of the
rest of Command for the archives..." Hobbie winced and jumped back from
the inevitable wes-noogie.
Fenig Durak: She just laughed. A long time ago she'd
stopped defending how busy she kept herself as opposed to how busy her job
meant to keep her. Hours after her shift was done and her assigned workload
completed, she'd be taking care of
Fenig Durak: tasks that didn't require immediate attention
,but would require attention if left unattended. IT's called being a good
mechanic and being a great Chief Mechanic.
Hobbie Klivian: For Hobbie, it's called trying to drown
yourself in work so you don't have to feel.
Wes Janson: Wes shook his head. "You just like to avoid fun, don't
you?"
Hobbie Klivian: "Stang straight."
Fenig Durak: "Can't make an ass of yourself if you're
busy."
Wes Janson: "Why not? Hobbie's Big Butt got four stars. They like
your ass."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie slapped his forehead, in the
facepalm sort of manner.
Fenig Durak: Her jaw dropped and she blinked, completely
robbed of any and all response. Other than, "Uh..."
Hobbie Klivian: "I'm still trying to think of how anyone
can consider my skinny derrierre a Big Butt."
Wes Janson: "I like big butts and I can not lie," wes started to sing
Fenig Durak: "Please stop."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie was turning around and trying
to see his arse.
Fenig Durak: Though when he wasn't looking, she tried
to do the same as Hobbie and catch a peek. She'd get a better one in the
mirror later..
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie leaned in to talk to wes, making
sure Feni could hear him. "Hey, I wouldn't say it's a big one.. it's a
nice one, but not a big one.
Fenig Durak: She stopped and look up at the two of them,
"I agree Hobbs. You hvae quite a nice, well toned rear."
Hobbie Klivian: "
Wes Janson: Wes chuckled.
Hobbie Klivian: "I was talking about yourse, Fen."
He wiinked.
Fenig Durak: Her cheeks flushed a bit and her hands slid
from her waist to link behind her, sort of covering her rear. "Oh."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie chuckled.
Fenig Durak: She shook her head, "Y'all are so mean to
a girl sometimes, y'know that?"
Hobbie Klivian: "Hey," Hobbie stood back, "I was being
serious!"
Wes Janson: ""I already know I have a nice one. I got the party to
prove it."
Fenig Durak: Blink. "Huh?"
Fenig Durak: "Oh, right, Nice Rear. Heh."
Fenig Durak: Collecting herself, she smirked, "Wes, to
be honest, I haven't seen a thing on you that wasn't nice."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie rolled his eyes and wandered
away again
Hobbie Klivian: .
Wes Janson: "Falttery will get you no where."
Fenig Durak: "Then what will get me somewhere?" Glances
after Hobbie, a momentary flicker of her brow.
Wes Janson: "Cabs usually."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie'd seen a kids shop, childworld....
he wanted to buy something for Tycho's Elva... and he ought to get something
for Syal and Miri as he was at it.
Fenig Durak: "I see. Not exaclty what I had meant, but
it'll do." A wink, a quick kiss to the corner of his lips and she ran after
Hobbie.
Wes Janson: Wes shook his head. "Women... o, a toy shop." Wes' eyes
lit up and he followed them/
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie was already wandering the aisles,
trying to find the best gifts for each of the kids.
Fenig Durak: Hey, isn't Wes supposed to be the 'womanizer'?
If he can't deal with Feni's slight abnormal behavior, maybe he's loosing
his touch. She slipped into Childworld and glanced down the eisles until
she saw Hobbie. "Whatcha lookin' for?"
Hobbie Klivian: "Gifts," He replied simply. "I wanted
to get something for Syal, and for Miri... and Elva."
Fenig Durak: "Well, I don't know Syal or Miri, but I
can help you with Elva. She's still little, so something plastic, maybe
brightly colored, that'll stimulate her mind." She skimmed the shelves
until a little musical piano activity center caught her eye. "What about this? It says
that it's good for ages 6 months to two years."
Hobbie Klivian: He went over to look at it, and a small
smile blossomed, "She'll make them crazy playing that..... Perfect." He
picked it up and kept looking.
Hobbie Klivian: He soon found a few games that preschool
types usually LOVE, lots of bells and whistles and moving parts.
Fenig Durak: After the first toy, Fen wandered away from
Hobbie to look at baby clothes. GEnuinely, she was looking for something
for Elva, but also thinking ahead. Just a little.
Fenig Durak: Picking out one item in bright orange, she
giggled and trotted about, grabbing the accessories. Grey stocking cap,
black boots, and a plastic chest box. "Hobbie, Wes! You gotta see this
stuff!"
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie, toys in a cart he'd gotten
to carry them all, appeared, then his jaw dropped. "Oh that's evil."
Fenig Durak: "I think it's perfect. Well, not the color,
but it's still adorable."
Wes Janson: Wes was lost palying the newest Holo games on the display
player.
Fenig Durak: Putting together the little pilot outfit,
she held it up on the hanger to inspect it. Just over the neckline was
Wes. She grinned and closed one eye, adjusted the little costume in her
hand and laughed.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie, figureing out what she was
doing, just shook his head and went to go pay for the items he'd bought.
Fenig Durak: "What? It's not like I've never seen him
in his fligth gear before," or noticed how it makes his shoulders look more trim and
his rear more accentuated.
Wes Janson: "Die evil greedo! take that! pow pow pow!"
Fenig Durak: She snorts softly and moves next to Hobbie
at the register desk. "Tell me again the art of Wes that is an adult?"
she asked quietly.
Hobbie Klivian: "I beg?" he questioned as he hand his
card-credit to the cashier.
Fenig Durak: Turns and leans her back against the counter.
"Nothing, never mind. Just asking questions I already know the answer
to." She smiled as she watched Wes play hologames.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie shrugged, clueless, and waited
for the cashier.
Wes Janson: Wes left the video games and found something fun. He grabbed
it off the shelf and went to Hobbie. "Hey hobs."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie turned to look.
Wes Janson: "Tag!" he nailed Hobbie over the head with a rubber lightsaber.
Fenig Durak: NEarly knocking Fenig over with laughter.
Hobbie Klivian: "Tha sith?!?" He reached out, "Gimme
that!"
Wes Janson: "Get your own!" Wes hit him again and took off running.
Fenig Durak: Looks at Hobbie all serious like, "Well,
you have to go defend your honor now. Go on."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie took the thing fo his payment,signed
it, then went and grabbed up a blue lightsabre and went after Wes.
Fenig Durak: Fen turned to the sales clerk, grinning
and handed over hte little pilot costume. "Put the toy sabers on there
too."
Wes Janson: As Hobbie ran by, a Darth Vader costume came to life. and
started to follow him.
Fenig Durak: "Oh dear...." she chuckled to herself.
Wes Janson: -=deep breath=- "Hobbie... I am your father."
Fenig Durak: Sinks to the floor, she hugs her knees to
her chest to stop the laughter pain.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie jumped about six feet in the
air as he spun around, "Tha SITH!?"
Wes Janson: He swumg the lightsaber around. "Join me and we will take
over the world, then have happy hour, every hour!"
Fenig Durak: Tears stream down her cheeks as the sales
clerk rings up the costume, sabers, and then leans over the counter to ask,
"Want the Lord Vader costume too?"
Fenig Durak: Fen waves her off, shaking her head and
wiping her face dry.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie struck a pose with the sabre,
"I'll never join you! I fight for responsible pilots everywhere, the ones
that work a lot!"
Hobbie Klivian: After the two struck and parried a
few minutes, Hobbie stopped, "Wait a minute... happy hour every hour doesn't
sound so bad."
Wes Janson: "And being the lords of the world, we get to drink for
free."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie stopped and scratched his head
a moment as though considering, then he squared off again, "But it's the
PRINCIPLE of the thing!" he chuckled.
Fenig Durak: Fen shot to her feet and applauded, whistling
a fwe times as well, much to the chagrin of the sales girl.
Wes Janson: "Then you will die!" vader went at HObbie in ernest.
Fenig Durak: Smirks at the sales girl, saying this mostly
for the benefit of Wes and Hobbie, "I can't decide who's side I'm on. Black
is a really sexy color, but defending freedom from tyrranical drinking
requirements...."
Fenig Durak: The sales girl blinked and replied, "I'm
under age."
Hobbie Klivian: The two went at it, putting on quite
a show.
Fenig Durak: And their behavior was explained away with,
"They're pilots."
Wes Janson: "I'm going to win, you know," "vader" said. "I have the
bigger saber."
Hobbie Klivian: "You're delusional," Hobbie countered
with a parry and then a thrust.
Wes Janson: "Parry parry thrust thrust, good!" Wes continued to play
Hobbie Klivian: "Ah, you counter with capyburra attack!"
Hobbie laughed and went after him, "Swiinging Sword Madly Attack!" and
hobbie did just that.
Hobbie Klivian: He swung his 'sabre madly.
Hobbie Klivian: back and forth and back andforth and
back and forth and back and forth.
Wes Janson: "Ha ho he ha ha pary thrust!"
Hobbie Klivian: "GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" Hobbie took
another breath and continued batting his sword back and forth, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA......."
Wes Janson: Wes went to attack, then his saber went flying. "Vader"
held up his hand. "Ok, we can talk about this..."
Hobbie Klivian: "AHHAH!" Hobbie's sword went to 'vader's
throat. "I am the best! Say it!"
Wes Janson: "You're... ok... for a pilot."
Hobbie Klivian: "I'm the kiing of the universe! Say
it!"
Wes Janson: "You are the pain of the butt of the universe!"
Wes Janson: "And it's a nice butt too."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie thwapped him on the head with
the sabre.
Fenig Durak: "Hey! Be nice! I happen to agree with
him."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie looked at Fenig in shock, "You
do?"
Fenig Durak: "Hell yes I do! You have a very nice backside."
Fenig Durak: "Sir." Wink.
Hobbie Klivian: The sabre wavered as he blinked in
surprise.
Wes Janson: Wes took off the costume. "Ok, time to act like an adult
now."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie thwapped him again, "Dork."
He then turned to go gather the packages from the cashier desk.
Wes Janson: Wes smiled and followed, tossing a grin at the cashier
on the way out.
Fenig Durak: The cashier beamed brightly and waved back
at Wes as Fenig gathered her bag.
Fenig Durak: Outside, she rolled her eyes and called
after them, "Oh Wes?"
Wes Janson: "Yeah?" Wes asked, stretching
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie carried his boxes teetringly
and tried not to loose his footing.
Fenig Durak: "Seems you've created something of an admirer
in the sales girl in there," motions toward the window and the sales girl
staring blatantly out of it.
Fenig Durak: Side steps and plucks the top box from Hobbie's
load to make it easier for him.
Hobbie Klivian: "Thanks."
Wes Janson: Wes looked over his shoulder, then smiled and waved at
her before taing some of Hobbie's packages as well.
Hobbie Klivian: Again, Hobbie said, "Thanks."
Fenig Durak: Again Fen rolls her eyes, "Wes, you're incourrigible."
Hobbie Klivian: "Hes just wes."
Fenig Durak: "I know, and he's incourrigible."
Hobbie Klivian: "Wouldn't have him any other way."
Fenig Durak: "I agree," she nodded and started back toward
base.
Wes Janson: "That's why you love me."
Fenig Durak: Tosses over her shoulder, "Again, I agree."
Hobbie Klivian: "you're agreeable, today."
Fenig Durak: Turns to walk backwards, "Who, me?"
Hobbie Klivian: "No, the gundark on treasureship row.
Yes, you."
Fenig Durak: "So? I'm just in a good mood, that's all."
Hobbie Klivian: "Why?"
Fenig Durak: Her eyes shift from Wes to Hobbie and back
twice again before a huge grin spread over her face as her reply.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie raised an eyebrow."
Wes Janson: "It's the hormones, I tell ya.'
Fenig Durak: "It is not! I'm enjoying the good company
of the two most important men in my life, that's all."
