Hobbie - Shel | Gavin - Isa | Kar -
Mike | Fenig - Leah
Hobbie Klivian: -=Gavin had gotten out from bacta
the day before, but because of the extent of his injuries, he wasn't quite
yet up for flying yet. However, some things had happened, and Hobbie needed
to talk with the young pilot,a nd so Hobbie co
Hobbie Klivian: mmed him to come to his office.=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=bzzz=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::he was in his cockpit, pulling a hard barrel roll to port
when he heard a strange buzz::
Gavin Darklighter: ::...he looked back looking for the squint when his wing
blew up, damn... he rolled around his bed
as he was asleep dreaming::
Hobbie Klivian: -=bzzzt=-
Gavin Darklighter: what... ::he opened his eyes to a dark room, face sweaty
and his comlink buzzing. He picked it up as it buzzed again::
Gavin Darklighter: C> Maj. Darklighter... ::he tried to hide the sleepness
Hobbie Klivian: C>Gavin, it's Hobbie. When you've
got a moment, could you please come see me in my office?
Gavin Darklighter: C> yes sir, I'm on my way ... ::he was immediatly awake
as he heard something in Hobbies tone::
Gavin Darklighter: ::he got up, and went into the refresher taking a quick shower
then put on some black pants boots, a white shirt and his dogtags then
left the room. Bacta was supposed to heal all injuries but he swore it
was a lie since his body
Gavin Darklighter: felt as if he'd been hit by a truck::
Hobbie Klivian: -=timepassed.....=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::he left his room and went down the hall, entered the lift
and went up to the office getting out and heading toward Hobbie's office::
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie was looking at a datafile
and shaking his head when he heard the doorbuzz.=- Enter.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he stepped into the room and stood at attenting his shoulder
feeling stiff:: Maj. Darklighter reporting
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie looked up=- Have a seat.
Gavin Darklighter: yes sir
Gavin Darklighter: ::he moved around the two chairs that were infront of him
and sat down on the left one::
Hobbie Klivian: I was never much of one for beating
bushes, Gavin... So, I'll get straight to the point. I would like to ask
you to be my new Executive Officer.
Gavin Darklighter: excuse me? ::he looked at Hobbie not sure if he heard him
correctly::
Gavin Darklighter: ::he blinked wondering if he had just heard Hobbie ask him
to be his XO ::
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie sighed.=- Last midnight
Wes resigned his comission. He left without a word to anybody. However,
out of everyone in this squadron, I believe you would be the best one to
take this job.
Gavin Darklighter: Wes... resign?
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods=- It was just as mucha shock
to me, as you.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he had been out cold that thrusday getting out of his comma
last night, he'd been taken to his room and this was the first he'd gone
out since::
Gavin Darklighter: ::he looked down, not saying anything ::
Hobbie Klivian: Outside of myself, and Lt. Durak,
you're the only one who knows. I didn't want to tell the rest of the squadron
until there was a plan.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he felt his world spinning out of control and he was struggling
to get a hold of it, but loosing his grip:: Did he say why?
Hobbie Klivian: He believes his presence causes too
much tension than is healthy in a squadron such as ours.
Hobbie Klivian: -=sigh=-
Gavin Darklighter: What??! Thats crazy! He should know that he's part of the
glue that keeps us together... I mean..
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks down at his datapad again=-
Also, he stripped his quarters and left planet. If you like, you can
move in there. considering your pending nuptuals, it'll be a nice sized
place to start a family.
Hobbie Klivian: -=is trying to stay as professional
as possible so he doesn't let the reality of the situation depress him
beyond his means.=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::he was now standing, looking at Hobbie not believing his
ears::
Gavin Darklighter: he left already?
Hobbie Klivian: -=sadly nods=- He was gone before
I got his resignation. He left without a word.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he body was telling him to sit as he leaned on Hobbie's
desk, seeing through the mask that Hobbie had on, and he saw that out of
everyone in the squadron, Hobbie was hit the hardest.. they where like
brothers Hobbie and Wes the
Gavin Darklighter: terrible twins as Wegde and Luke sometimes reffered to them
as::
Gavin Darklighter: ::he sat down with a heavy heart, and sighed::
Gavin Darklighter: Hobbie.. I'm .. I'm sorry, I know that you and he are best
friends...
Gavin Darklighter: I'll be your xo...
Hobbie Klivian: Thanks, Gavin. I appreciate it.
Hobbie Klivian: -=sits back=- Changing the subject...
how are you healing?
Gavin Darklighter: ::he nodded without saying anything fighting the tears and
the presure building up in side::
Gavin Darklighter: ::sigh:: depends which version you want to hear..
Hobbie Klivian: How about the real one?
Gavin Darklighter: ::he leaned back slightly, a small grin escaping his lips::
Gavin Darklighter: never could fool you..
Gavin Darklighter: well like I just got hit by a repulsor truck and crashed
through a window...
Hobbie Klivian: They say the quiet ones are observant
-=Hobbie quipped slightly=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=winces=- Ouch, I know that feeling.
Hope you don't mind if I keep you outta the sims and cockpit for a little
while longer.. .just to be sure you heal up right?
Gavin Darklighter: They must be talking about someone else.. since you're hardly
silent, even when you sleep
Hobbie Klivian: -=chuckles=- Anymore, anyhow.
Gavin Darklighter: ::winces:: that hurts even more though..
Gavin Darklighter: ::smiles seeing Hobbie chuckle::
Gavin Darklighter: How about you?
Hobbie Klivian: -=shrugs=- I'll be fine. I have plenty
to keep me busy.
Gavin Darklighter: ::raises a brow::
Gavin Darklighter: yeah I can see that... ::looks at the pile of datapad work
that was slowly growing on his desk::
Gavin Darklighter: I wonder how Wedge did it...
Hobbie Klivian: Probably by not taking on archival
work on the side....
Gavin Darklighter: ::grins::
Gavin Darklighter: or just giving it to Tycho..
Hobbie Klivian: Well, yeah, that too. I like the busy
work, though.
Gavin Darklighter: ::as he spoke that name another wound opened up, as he struggled
to grab control of his emotions::
Gavin Darklighter: heh if Wedge heard that he'd faint...
Gavin Darklighter: ::grins::
Hobbie Klivian: *chuckles*
Hobbie Klivian: Well, we'll just have to remember not
to tell Wedge that, then; next time he deigns to visit.
Gavin Darklighter: ::chuckles::
Gavin Darklighter: hopefully it;ll be soon...
Hobbie Klivian: Yeah.
Hobbie Klivian: -=hides a frown as he suddenly realises
he's the only 'original' left.=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at him ::
Hobbie Klivian: Something on your mind, Gavin?
Gavin Darklighter: you didn't mean to keep me away from the simms did you?
Hobbie Klivian: -=slight chuckle=- I'll trust you
not to go to the sims until you're feeling up to it. How about that?
Gavin Darklighter: ok... same for flight duty? ::know's he's pushing it but
hopes::
Hobbie Klivian: Much as I hate to tell you.... Not
until the Doctor's clear you for that, Gavin.
Hobbie Klivian: -=shakes head=- Last thing we need
is a repeat of last run.
Gavin Darklighter: ::sighs:: alright...
Hobbie Klivian: Trust me, Gavin. It's for the best.
Gavin Darklighter: I know.. how many casualites did we have?
Hobbie Klivian: -=sighs=- Two deaths, then your near-one.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he looked up as the word deaths came into his
ears, his heart felt heavy:: who?
Hobbie Klivian: Flight Officers Kunta and Elbato.
Gavin Darklighter: rookie 1 and 2? :: he looked wide eyed at Hobbies,
those had been the nicknames that they'd decided for the two new pilots as
an induction one night::
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks down with a heavy sigh=- Yeah.
Lt. Kintae, "three", did make it, he's the one that got you back in.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he winced knowing that two more people he knew
were now added to the list of his friends dead thanks to the imps::
Gavin Darklighter: was he hurt at all?
Hobbie Klivian: Physically, no....
Hobbie Klivian: Officer Kunta was his brother, though. He's
been given leave time to cope with the loss....
Gavin Darklighter: ::nods:: when are the funerals?
Hobbie Klivian: They were while you were still in the tank.
Gavin, I don't know if you realise this, but they weren't sure if you'd make
it.
Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at hobbie:: what do you mean?
Hobbie Klivian: You were in a coma, Gavin. It was touch and
go for almost a week.
Gavin Darklighter: ::blinks::
Gavin Darklighter: ::he looks at Hobbie, letting his words sink in::
Hobbie how close was it?
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks Gavin in the eye=- Too close.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he can't believe what he hears, trying to find
some tone in Hobbie's voice to give him a clue that he's joking::
Gavin Darklighter: ::he stands up and walks around the chair for
a second then looks back at Hobbie:: you're not joking...
Hobbie Klivian: -=He's not. Luckily, so much other stuff had
been happening in Hobbie's life, at the time, that he didn't have time to
dwell on it.=-
Gavin Darklighter: oh... ::he leans on the chair, head lookind
down, breathing a bit hard as it sinks in that he almost died::
Gavin Darklighter: sithspit...
Gavin Darklighter: you're not joking. ::he looks up, then sits back
down, feeling winded::
Hobbie Klivian: -=shakes his head=- But don't worry about it
now, Gav. You're healing up just fine.
Gavin Darklighter: ::looks up at Hobbie and manages a weak smile::
yeah...
Hobbie Klivian: Get some rest, Gavin. Or, better yet, go find
Dana and take her out someplace nice.
Gavin Darklighter: ::suddenly he felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude
as he remembered all those around him, and how lucky he was::
Gavin Darklighter: yeah ... ::grins:: wait I though she was supposed
to take me...
Gavin Darklighter: or better yet.. why don't you take you're new
XO out to dinner?
Gavin Darklighter: ::smiles::
Hobbie Klivian: -=half smile=- so you'll take the job?
Gavin Darklighter: ::nods::
Gavin Darklighter: yes
Gavin Darklighter: besides.. someone's gotta keep an eye on you
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods=- I guess so. Sure, It's almost quitting
time anyhow.
Gavin Darklighter: ::stands up and smiles:: good
Gavin Darklighter: how about we go to a bar and get drunk?
Gavin Darklighter: ::remember's the last time he suggested they go
to a bar::
Hobbie Klivian: Sounds like an excellent idea. -=quickly types a
few things in his datpad=-
Gavin Darklighter: great... just remember to bring your blaster...
Hobbie Klivian: -=chuckles=- When going to a bar with you?
Always.
Hobbie Klivian: -=stands, and gavin sees he's already got it strapped
on=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::laughs::
Gavin Darklighter: ok then we can stop by and get mine...
Gavin Darklighter: I think T.C. hid it from me ...
Hobbie Klivian: *chuckles*
Gavin Darklighter: ::he'd threaten to shot the little droid when
he acted as an alarmclock and took measures::
Gavin Darklighter: yeah.. I told him I'd shoot him if he acted as
my alarm clock ...
Hobbie Klivian: -=laughs=- Well, we'll just have to go by and get
it, then.
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie and Gavin, in stead of going
to a bar and getting themselves stuck in bacta... AGAIN, decided to go to
Downtime.=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::comes in a few minutes later, hair wet and combed, giving
him the rugged just got out of bend into shower and out look. He's wearing
his black jumpsuit which taken his still some-what weak state gave his
face a pale white
Gavin Darklighter: complexion, making him look almost dead::
Kar Drem: ::For once, his precision rifle is slung behind
his back rather than layed in pieces on the tabletop in front of him. he
sips at a glass of water::
Hobbie Klivian: -=walked in the same time, and went
to get the both of them a couple of lum things.=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::he slowly walked toward Karr table, thinking about what
Hobbie had told him back at the office, still trying to see how close he
actually came to dying but not::
Kar Drem: ::a pair of crutches are leaned against the
table and there's a layer of gauss bandaging around his right ankle, his
right boot off of his foot and set aside::
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie followed not long later,
sitting at the kids' table He eyed the crutches.=- Kar Drem, was it?
What'd you do to yourself?
Gavin Darklighter: Hey, kid... nice leg... :: he motioned to Kar's foot as he
walked by slowly sitting at the booth, not sure where Hobbie wanted to
sit::
Kar Drem: Training mishap. ::he lied::
Gavin Darklighter: ::he looked at Kar raising a brow:: really?
Kar Drem: ::well, partly::
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie raised an eyebrow as well,
setting the drink by Gavin and sitting down=- How bad did you do it in?
Kar Drem: Sprained it running behind an obstacle to
reload my weapon. wargames.
Hobbie Klivian: OUch.
Gavin Darklighter: :: he grabbed the mug and took a long sip, then slowly leaned
back putting the mug back on the table letting the liquid sit on his tongue
before swallowing::
Gavin Darklighter: Who was your TI? (training instructor)
Kar Drem: ::other minor injuries are apparent as well.
scrapes along his face and neck, bruised arms, a bump on the head::
Kar Drem: it wasn't training. they were wargames ::matter-of-fact::
person on overall command was a Lieutenant Balke ::shrugs::
Gavin Darklighter: Balke? Thomas Balke? ::he looked at Hobbie then back at the
kid::
Hobbie Klivian: -=shrugs=-
Kar Drem: probably.
Gavin Darklighter: Tell me did he have a scar across his chin? ::flashback of
manuel arms training comes to his head::
Kar Drem: ::eyebrows raise, but just slightly:: why?
Gavin Darklighter: ::turns to Hobbie:: Don't you remember that one instructor
that always made you hit the ground every second?...
Hobbie Klivian: -=chuckles=- Yeah, Myn kept coming
back to Wes and Myself looking not too different than Kar. -=nods=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::chuckles:: I wasn't to fond of him...
Gavin Darklighter: I ended up with Poison Reding for weeks thanks to him
Gavin Darklighter: ::glares::
Kar Drem: He was barely in the engagement zone.. ::trails
off, stopping himself::
Gavin Darklighter: yeah thats him...he likes to save his ass by not getting to
close...
Hobbie Klivian: -=shakes his head=- I'm surprised
hes still doing this. But then, maybe I'm not..
Gavin Darklighter: I guess you and the others didn't make your prank big enough...
Hobbie Klivian: -=chuckles halfheartedly and takes
a swig of lum=-
Gavin Darklighter: Tell the kid, I'm sure he hasn't heard this one before
Kar Drem: I wish they'd stop calling me that
Hobbie Klivian: Sith, I"d forgotten about it. you
seem to remember well enough - your turn to tell. -=leans back and waves
a hand=- consider it part of your new job.
Gavin Darklighter: ::glares at Hobbie, since he hated story telling, considering
he always botched them up::
Gavin Darklighter: ::sighs and takes a swig of the lum::
Gavin Darklighter: Well I wasn't there when it happened, but Wes told me about
it one time
Hobbie Klivian: -=takes another drink of his lum to
hide a grimace=-
Gavin Darklighter: Appearently, Wes, Hobbie, Myn and some others, got tired of
TI Bolke always running to hide when the actual games started
Gavin Darklighter: so they decided to play a few pranks on the man to get him
to stay...
Gavin
Darklighter: now the pranks were in serious
and daily each day getting a bit more serious which made it more the practlical
Gavin Darklighter: ...and hilarios... I think they started with a cherry bomb
in the portable refresher, which forced him to run outside infront of the
entire camp butt to the air...
Gavin Darklighter: ::looked to Hobbie:: am I right? ...
Hobbie Klivian: "Stink bomb," he corrected.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he took a swig of his lum hoping that Hobbie would tell
them story since he lived it::
Gavin Darklighter: lets see... what was after that...
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie shrugged, "They were mostly
Wes' brain children. I just got the stuff for him. As fellow instructors,
it wouldn't be good to get caught, and Wes was the sneakier one.
Hobbie Klivian: Myn, as a student at the time, couldn't
risk it either. -=shrugs=-
Gavin Darklighter: it was something in his bed... ::tries to remember::
Hobbie Klivian: "Glass crawlers."
Hobbie Klivian: -=waves a hand=- I'm sure Private
Drem doesn't want to hear about any of these, though.
Gavin Darklighter: ::shivers:: I don't either... ::Remembers past experience::
Kar Drem: not necessary.
Gavin Darklighter: then it was the black fire ants in a field excersise...
Gavin Darklighter: they had to do the field obstacles i think... and he was showing
them the routine...
Hobbie Klivian: -=mildly wonders if he knows how to
take a hint.=-
Gavin Darklighter: they place a some black ants in a sand pit and when he crawled...
Gavin Darklighter: though after all that, they guy was persistent...
Kar Drem: hmm... ::sips at his water::
Kar Drem: ::exhales::
Gavin Darklighter: I know there were more but I can't remember them all...
Gavin Darklighter: ::takes another swig of his ale::
Hobbie Klivian: Why don't you go get a bacta cast
for that? It'll heal more quickly, Kar.
Gavin Darklighter: yeah
Kar Drem: ::shakes his head:: the med droids didn't
recommend it
Gavin Darklighter: really?
Kar Drem: ::nods:: really.
Hobbie Klivian: "Why's that?
Gavin Darklighter: thats a first
Kar Drem: I'm allergic to the stuff ::shrugs::
Gavin Darklighter: oh thats why... good reason too
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods=- Yes, that would be a problem.
Kar Drem: ::brb i'm freezing::
Gavin Darklighter: ::yawns, as he looks down at his empty mug::
Gavin Darklighter: so....
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks up as he sees Feni framed
i the doorway, and smiles.=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=waves her over to join them (gavin
and kar)=-
Gavin Darklighter: :;looks over his shoulder to see Feni comming their way::
Fenig Durak: She was wearing her hair down more and more
these days, that white streak of hers framing her face. "Hey guys," she
said cheerfully, grabbing a seat next to Hobbie.
Gavin Darklighter: ::smiles trying to get used to the peppy, cheerful, personality
that was always Feni::
Gavin Darklighter: Hey
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie looked at her and smiled, a
look in his eyes not seen since Amanda left. "Want me to get you a fizz?"
he asked her.
Fenig Durak: "Uh, no, I'll get it. Does anyone else want
anything?" She looked at everyone as she rose.
Gavin Darklighter: yea can you get me another ale... or something stronger if
there is anything
Gavin Darklighter: ::he handed her his mug as she went to stand""
Gavin Darklighter: ::
Hobbie Klivian: -=stands and picks up his own mug=-
I'd like more lum myself, lemme be an extra st of hands, Fen.
Fenig Durak: She grinned at Hobbie as she took the empty
mug. "Only if you insist." Glancing back at the others at the table, she
reiterated. "Lum or something stronger."
Hobbie Klivian: "Would you like anything, Kar?"
Gavin Darklighter: stronger
Fenig Durak: "Alright." Slipping behind the bar area,
she did a short search before she found a bottle in the back of a shelf
that had a stronger type of ale, but at the moment, that was really it.
She held it up, "This good?"
Gavin Darklighter: yes
Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at the bottle of whyskey in her hand::
Kar Drem: no thank you. ::shakes his head::
Fenig Durak: She looked at Hobbie for a moment, quickly
turning to retrieve a bottle of chilled water from the cooler. "What do
you want, hun?"
Hobbie Klivian: I'll share Gavin's whisky.
Fenig Durak: "Alright. Hungry or anything?" HEr eyes
searched his face a moment before a slow smile curled the corners of her
lips.
Gavin Darklighter: nope...
Hobbie Klivian: he shook his head=-
Kar Drem: ::retrieves an imperial concussion grenade,
just to keep something in his hands to fiddle around with::
Fenig Durak: "Ok." Taking the bottle of water, bottle
of whiskey and a smaller glass back to the table, she reclaimed her seat,
set the stuff down, grinning a secret grin.
Gavin Darklighter: :: he smiled almost eerily as he looked at the bottle of whyskey
in Feni's hand get closer and closer::
Gavin Darklighter: hmm...
Hobbie Klivian: -=chuckles=- Still trying to get the
bacta taste out of your mouth?
Gavin Darklighter: yes
Fenig Durak: "Here," she opened the bottle and poured
half a glass and slide it over to him. "Enjoy.
Fenig Durak: "
Gavin Darklighter: ::he struggles to control himself from just grabbing the bottle
out of her hand and downing it::
Gavin Darklighter: ::..he grabed the glass and downed it like a shot, leaning
back as the whyskey hit him harder than he thought it would. He passed
the cup back for a refill::
Hobbie Klivian: Uh... Gavin....
Fenig Durak: She blinked at that and hesitated on refilling
it.
Gavin Darklighter: yeah...
Hobbie Klivian: At the risk of sounding like an old
fogey, let that one sit abit before you have more.
Kar Drem: fogey? ::unfamiliar with the term::
Gavin Darklighter: ::grins at Hobs:: Why Hobbie, I didn't know u cared... ::chuckles::
don't worry I will
Hobbie Klivian: -=drapes an arm over the back of feni's
chair=- old person, gandfather type, -=clarifies for Kar.=-
Fenig Durak: Leaning a bit closer to Hobbie, she recapped
the bottle and set it on the floor beneath her seat.
Kar Drem: ::takes notice of their movements:: ah.
Gavin Darklighter: ::stiffles a grin as he notices Feni and Hobbs::
Hobbie Klivian: So, anyhow....
Gavin Darklighter: How's my fighter?
Hobbie Klivian: There'll be a new one in, probably
tomorrow.
Gavin Darklighter: a new one?
Hobbie Klivian: Gavin, thre weren't enough pieces
left of your x-wing to make a toy.
Hobbie Klivian: -=real blunt, idn't he?=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::blinks::
Fenig Durak: "After that, it'll be ready in a day. Factory
new fighters are never perfect." Noramlly, that woul dhave come out as
a grummble, but she was too cheerful today.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he was knocked unconscious almost immediatly after slamming
throught the canopy he didn't see his ship blow up::
Gavin Darklighter: ::he remain silent processing the facts::
Fenig Durak: She twisted off the lip to her water and
took a long sip.
Gavin Darklighter: You mind if I help?
Kar Drem: ::chimes in:: I almost bled to death from
transparisteel shards in my forearms once
Fenig Durak: "I suppose not. It's mostly boring stuff
at first, running diagnostics and triple checking everything.
Hobbie Klivian: -=winces=- Was this recently, Kar?
Kar Drem: ::shakes his head:: no no maybe about 2 years
back
Hobbie Klivian: "Glad you survived.
Gavin Darklighter: thats alright... I like to help out... besides since I'm grounded..
::glares at Hobbie:: ..I've got time on my hands
Kar Drem: transparisteel shards hurt
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods=- Yes, that they do, Kar.
Hobbie Klivian: What were you doing?
Kar Drem: fighting with the imperials on Toprawa. I
was getting to a missile tube to save some pinned-down geurillas from a
imp gunship.
Hobbie Klivian: -=wince=-
Hobbie Klivian: That's highly a brave thing to do.
Kar Drem: I had to jump through the viewport of an old
observation tower to do it
Kar Drem: ::he pulls the sleeve of his shirt to show
them the scar::
Gavin Darklighter: yeah... but why didn't you shoot through it before jumping
through it
Gavin Darklighter: ?
Hobbie Klivian: -=suitably appreciates the scar=-
Kar Drem: I did shoot through the transparisteel ::nods::
Gavin Darklighter: oh
Kar Drem: i wouldn't have been able to break it otherwise
Gavin Darklighter: ::takes a sip of his whyskey which has been sitting there
for a while, letting the liquid sit on his tongue, as he swalloed he felt
the familiar burning sensation down his throat and to his stomach, warming
him all over::
Hobbie Klivian: Did you succeed?
Kar Drem: I damaged it, made it back off ::shrugs::
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods as he takes a sip of his lum,
one hand playing idly with the shoulder of feni's mechanic's overalls=-
Gavin Darklighter: That works... ::smiles slowly::
Hobbie Klivian: I've never asked, and if you don't
want to answer that's fine, but... how did you end up in the military at
your age? No offense intended.
Hobbie Klivian: -=lad looks to be not more than fourteen.
hobbie doesn't know how old he actually is=-
Kar Drem: geurillas, not military
Hobbie Klivian: No, I mean now.
Hobbie Klivian: Guerillas, I know, take whom they
can get.
Kar Drem: by chance, basically
Hobbie Klivian: How so?
Kar Drem: republic patrols found the wreckage of my
prisoner ship a couple parsecs out of Toprawa
Hobbie Klivian: I see....
Hobbie Klivian: So... in reply, you decided to join
up?
Kar Drem: ::thinks about that one for a moment, not
sure exactly why he's answering his questions::
Kar Drem: It's all i really know how to do.. ::smiles
wryly, almost grimly::
Gavin Darklighter: ::he takes another sip, falling back into the memories of
almost a week ago::
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods=- You're not the first to say
that.
Hobbie Klivian: Probably won't be the last. Welcome,
by the bye, if I haven't said so before.
Fenig Durak: "WOn't be the last either," she remembered
all the reaons she'd ever heard for people's joining up. Some were really
stupid, and others were steeped in honor and searches for glory.
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks at feni and chuckles at their
unison'd statement=- That was creepy, Fen.
Fenig Durak: "What? He won't be the last one to say
that they joined up because they are good at the military stuff."
Fenig Durak: She smiled up at him, scooting her chair
closer so she wouldn't have to lean as much.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he sat there, staring at the mug infront of him, eyes far
away:
Kar Drem: Thank you. ::in reply to Hobbie::
Hobbie Klivian: -=is distracted by the faraway look
on gavin's face=- Gav, you alright?
Hobbie Klivian: * you alright kid?
Gavin Darklighter: ::he heard Hobbie's voice as in in a dream as he looked up
from the mug::
Gavin Darklighter: huh?
Hobbie Klivian: I asked if you were alright. You seemed
about a million parsecs away.
Gavin Darklighter: oh yeah.. I'm alright ::lies::
Hobbie Klivian: "I know you better than that, Gav.
Kar Drem: ::reads gavin's face::
Kar Drem: You look pretty alive to me, mr. Darklighter
Gavin Darklighter: Honest... ::fakes a smile:: I'm ok
Gavin Darklighter: I was just thinking of the last time someone called me a kid...
::takes another swig of his whyskey::
Hobbie Klivian: Riiiight....
Gavin Darklighter: really
Gavin Darklighter: anyway... ::feeling a bit uneasy with everyone staring at
him:: Karr how old are you, for real
Hobbie Klivian: -=just looks at him=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=turns his gaze on Kar=- Good question.
You look younger than Gavin was when he joined up.
Kar Drem: I'm 16
Hobbie Klivian: -=blinks=- Seroiusly?
Gavin Darklighter: a year younger... I had just turned 16 when I joined...
Fenig Durak: She whistled low and soft. "You really
are a kid. Wow."
Hobbie Klivian: -=twaps feni's shoulder familiarly=-
Now now, he's not a kid if he's a soldier. Besides, I have a feeling he's
as sensitive about that as Gavin was.
Fenig Durak: "Hey, I think it's great. I hardly knew
what I wanted for breakfast, let alone for the rest of my life, when I was
his age."
Gavin Darklighter: ...maybe less sensitive...
Fenig Durak: She lifted a hand to lace her fingers with
the hand over her shoulder, stopping future thwappings before they started.
Kar Drem: yea, just a kid. still seems as good enough
a reason as any for the army peoples to give me this sprained ankle, according
to them ::shrugs::
Hobbie Klivian: That's very unprofessional of them.
Gavin Darklighter: ::grins::
Kar Drem: it is. I guess they don't like the idea of
a kid like me giving scout-sniper support for them. they find it appalling
that there's even a 14 year old looking kid that's playing wargames with
them. they think i'm a nutcase
Hobbie Klivian: -=chuckles as Gavin had trouble holding
his whisky... and falls asleep at table=-
Hobbie Klivian: Well, you probably are, Kar. But
to be in the military you have to be. They'll learn, quickly if you're
good.
Kar Drem: course I guess I AM a nutcase according to
this civilization
Hobbie Klivian: Plenty of those around here - don't
worry about it. You'll fit in fine.
Kar Drem: hm.. ::smiles slowly and lightly::
Fenig Durak: She snorted a soft laugh at Gavin's gentle
snoring, her hand giving Hobbie's a quick squeeze.
Hobbie Klivian: -=chuckles=-
Fenig Durak: Random question, "Do you enjoy blowing things
up?"
Kar Drem: ::blinks:: I do enjoy breathing
Kar Drem: so if I have to blow something up to do it
I will
Fenig Durak: "I meant explosions. That's something of
a common trend around here."
Kar Drem: oh... umm... sure? ::smiles with teeth::
Hobbie Klivian: -=slaps a hand ont he table=- It's
official.
Hobbie Klivian: You, unerringly, irrevocably, fit in.
Kar Drem: oh... ::smiles::
Kar Drem: though i may not be here for long.... I'm
only here doing some basic training and training excercises and stuff so
I can do stuff in NRI
Kar Drem: least that's what they told me
Hobbie Klivian: NRI....
Hobbie Klivian: -=frowns slightly=- Good luck.
Fenig Durak: She shook her head. "Why does everyone
go NRI?"
Kar Drem: They said my tests showed certain "special
qualifications and flexibility"
Hobbie Klivian: I don't know Fen. -=looks at Kar=-
But lemme tell you, they need to be watched pretty close. Cracken has a
habit of... messing things up.
Hobbie Klivian: Or rather, not telling you everything
you need to know.
Fenig Durak: "And here I thought that was part of the
initiation oath. 'I vow to accept my half knowledge and flaunt it at every
possibile opportunity' "she mocked lightly.
Hobbie Klivian: -=would twap her again, but his hand's
caught=- -=shakes head=- Something like that.
Kar Drem: I take it you don't like this particular branch
of the military, or Cracken for that matter
Hobbie Klivian: Don't entirely trust - would be more
accurate. I lost two pilots, almost three -=glances significantly at the
sleeping gavin=- because of some bad intel work just a few weeks ago.
Fenig Durak: She just gave him a brief, tight lipped,
half smile, keeping her personal experiences with Intel people to ehrself.
Kar Drem: ::not sure what to say to that::
Fenig Durak: "That doesn't mean there aren't good people
in Intel though," she offered in hopes of apology.
Hobbie Klivian: True... though they are few and far
between.
Kar Drem: ::adds:: And it's not easy stuff to do either.
at least from what I've been through, scout and recon is very risky stuff
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods=-
Hobbie Klivian: true.
Kar Drem: I think the people who got the information
for your mission would be beating themselves up as well. the information
they didn't relay also could have helped kill your friends
Hobbie Klivian: -=sighs=- Forgive me. Just, over
the years I've lost a lot of friends to bad intelligence work.
Kar Drem: ::looks at his chrono:: I've got to be somewhere
in about 10 minutes
Kar Drem: ::he picks up his crutches and begins to stand::
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods=- alright. It was good getting
to know you, Kar. Heal quickly.
Kar Drem: ::nods:: thank you. nice meeting you too feni
Kar Drem: ::makes his way out of the room::
Fenig Durak: She turned a more privately used smile up
to Hobbie. "Hey there, cutie."
Hobbie Klivian: He winked at her in response.
Hobbie Klivian: He then glanced over at Gavin and
stood, "Better get sleeping boy back to his quarters," he said as he lifted
gavin up and draped hiim over his shoulder.
Fenig Durak: "Been working out, Hobbs? I've noticed
you carrying people a bit easier these days." Teasing? I think so! She
preceeded him out of Downtime, going along to ehl get Gavin into bed.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie chuckled and shook his head
as they headed down to the young man's quarters. Once there, Hobbie tapped
in the override and then entered to lay Gavin on his bed.
Fenig Durak: Fen pulled a thin blanket over him and pulled
off his boots, setting them on the floor before following Hobbie back out.
Hobbie Klivian: Once in the hallway, hobbie looked
in either direction. Seeing nobody,
Hobbie Klivian: he turned to Feni and pressed her
up against the wall with a searching kiss. When he finally pulled away
he winked again. "Been wanting to do that all day."
Fenig Durak: Her cheeks heated faster than the engines
on a subfighter with a coolant leak. "I can tell. Want to get one more
in, or are you good for now."
Hobbie Klivian: He paused, seeming to think about,
"Oh, I dunno...."
Fenig Durak: "Get over here," she teasingly chided, wrapping
a hand around the back of his neck to pull him in for another deep kiss.
Hobbie Klivian: He gladly oblidged, and when he pulled
away, he queried, "Want to go somewhere a little more... private?"
Fenig Durak: She nodded once, a smile tugging at the
corner of her lips as she fought it for the sake of 'appearances.'
Hobbie Klivian: He chuckled and grabbed her hand.
Then, like two teenagers, they ran off toward the closer of their two apartments.
