Hobbie - Shelonei | Adam - Adam | Face - Shawn |
Siee - Alison | Fenig - Leah | Donos - Adam | Estra - Shelonei
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Hobbie Klivian:
-=grumbles while rubbing
at his head with a towel while wandering into the rogue/wraith lounge=-
Adam Lyons: -=looks up to see Hobbie walking in and grins=-
Face Loran ::Sits in a chair with Vape resting beside him, one hand
was on the droid the other on a chair. His head was tilted back and he was
snoring.::
Adam Lyons: -=glances at Siee=- Have you wondered that Bacta is Hobbie's
natural habitat?
Siee Janson: Well, it does have some nice skin smoothing qualities...
you'd think he'd be more of a ladies man with his skin
Hobbie Klivian: -=hasn't really noticed others in
the room yet, and keeps grumbling on his way to the cooler - can't hear
them talk cause of the towel rustle=- stupid bacta's never gonna come out,
I don't know why I even bother -=mutter grumble=-
Adam Lyons: Maybe Hobbie out of bacta is like a fish out of water.
Siee Janson: I'll leave so you can get changed. call me when you're
done. -=exits=-
Face Loran ::He suddenly shakes his head snapping out of his nap.::
Hobbie Klivian: -=stops scrubbing at bacta and leaves
towel resting on top his head like some veil thing - is wearing shorts
of some sort=-
Face Loran Well... now...That's the last time I get kicthen duty for
hanging Kell's underoos out on the flagpole.
Hobbie Klivian: hn. yeah.... -=grabs up a t-shirt
and slacks and pulls 'em on absently, towel still resting atop his head=-
Face Loran Seemed like I've been gone for months... ::He gets up and
streches loudly, his head turning to see who else was in the Rogue room.::
Adam Lyons: -=mutters=- It's because you've been sleeping for months.
Face Loran ::He rubs his back as he looked back around towards Vape.::
Ah there you are.
Face Loran
::Since he was a little bit of a way he
didn't hear the comment about the sleeping for months.::
Face Loran Quickly fetch me my pipe and slippers.
Face Loran ::He listened as Vape rambled off something that he couldn't
understand.::
Face Loran Oh yeah... We had to trash those when I found Runt chewing
on one.
Adam Lyons: -=sighs and looks back at his datapad showing updates to
various starfighter models=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=finishes putting on the t-shirt
and slacks, is barefoot stillthough, and starts rummaging in the cooler
for something to eat=-
Face Loran ::He moved through the room looking around seeing if anyone
was paying attention to him.::
Adam Lyons: -=is quietly fixated on the information on his datapad=-
Face Loran ::Begins to whistle as he walked towards the cooler.::
Hobbie Klivian: -=head pops up from behind cooler
door=- DONE!
Hobbie Klivian: -=pops back down and keeps looking
for food=- Hi there Face -=noticed him there when he looked up briefly.=-
You too Adam
Adam Lyons: -=looks up at the weird Rogue Leader=-
Siee Janson: -=comes back in to see Hobbie's behind aimed at her and
chuckles=- Showing your better side?
Hobbie Klivian: Huh wha? -=turns around and rolls his eyes=- You're
definitely wes' sister. -=pouts and goes bck to looking=-
Face Loran Have you seen a very angry Kell lately?
Siee Janson: Don't remind me. -=flops down no chair=-
Adam Lyons: No, but I've heard much cursing coming from the workout
room.
Hobbie Klivian: Nope, have you seen food lately?
Adam Lyons: Yes
Face Loran ::His right hand scratches his head as he thought over where
would be the best hiding spot.::
Face Loran Hmmm.....
Hobbie Klivian: Is there any left, adam?
Adam Lyons: On the way from Wes's plate, to his mouth and that was
the last of it.
Hobbie Klivian: Stang. *frowns and goes back to rummaging*
Face Loran Maybe if I hide in the janitor's closet, I can hide from
Kell, design some kind of super weapon. Maybe like extra slippery floor
cleaner have it spread among Imperial Star Destroyers. Thus causing all
Imperials to fall and break their neck in one foul swoop single handedly win the war.
Adam Lyons:
While you're at it why don't you call Wes
a dark lord of the sith...
Siee Janson: I do it all the time...
Hobbie Klivian: If he ate the last of the food,
he IS -=grumbles=-
Adam Lyons: -=laughs=-
Hobbie Klivian: They don't feed you in bacta, they
starve you and stick that foul tasting gunk in any possible oriface to
make my life as miserable as it can possibly be! and
it's bad enough as it is right now -=all this said while rummaging=-
Face Loran Or we could send this great Dark Lord Of The Sith into battle.
Adam Lyons: -=grins=- I don't know how they could feed you in bacta.
Hobbie Klivian: which is why there needs to be food
in here -=stands and shuts the cooler door and slumps against it in defeat=-
Adam Lyons: -=shrugs=- Could always eat out.
Siee Janson: I can cook
Hobbie Klivian: you can? -=brightens=-
Face Loran I can cook better.
Siee Janson: Yeah... we'd have to go shooping though.. Sure
Face.... -=rolls eyes=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=gets morose again=- shopping....
-=frowns=-
Adam Lyons: What? Got forced to shop for women's dresses?
Face Loran Hey you cook one small thing that smells like it came out
of an Imperial's dumper and suddenly everyone is a critic.
Adam Lyons: Yes, and that's why we don't let you cook.
Face Loran Hey it has it had your daily requirement of vitamins and
neutrients.
Hobbie Klivian: -=holds stomach and gets dramatically
morose=- I think I will die from hunger.
Face Loran Minus the flavor...
Adam Lyons: And it's somewhat poisonous...
Hobbie Klivian: -=slaps at his face, and then looks
at his hand=- or West Kessel Virus.....
Face Loran ::He searched through his pockets, he found what he was
looking for and offered a small candy bar.::
Hobbie Klivian: What's the catch.....?
Siee Janson: -=sighs and stands, going to pantry=- Wes had to leave something
edible behind...
Face Loran
Catch? There's no strings attached my friend.
Hobbie Klivian: You're sure? -=eyes candybar hungrily=-
Face Loran I just want you to be able to survive this very day.
Adam Lyons: Ok then, what's the throw?
Face Loran Yup I'm completely and absoutely sure.
Hobbie Klivian: well, surviving one day to be pranked
the next can't be so terrible.... Thanks Face! -=small smile and grabs at
bar=- cause I'm starving!
Face Loran Your... ::A pause when the bar was grabbed.:: Welcome
Hobbie Klivian: I owe you... -=quickly unwrapps the
bar, and leans back against the counter, eyes rolling back as he happily,
yet morosely, ate the gift=-
Adam Lyons: -=shakes his head at the mad eating=-
Siee Janson: -=finds a box of dried pasta=- I can make noodles and blue
milk spice
Face Loran ::He suddenly had a small smirk spread across his lips as
he filed away the "I owe you" part for later refrence.::
Hobbie Klivian: -=finishes bar and grabs siee in a spontaneous hug=-
If you would I'll love you forever!
Hobbie Klivian: -=puts her down and steps back=-
uh, well, you k now what I mean.... uh.... -=blushes=-
Siee Janson: =-grins=- Don't let Wes hear that or you might end up back
in bacta. -=kisses cheek and turns to stove=-
Face Loran
Well food is food.
Hobbie Klivian: -=shakes his head at himself=- I
*would* be... for more reasons than that... -=mumbles below everyone's
hearing=-
Adam Lyons: -=wonders how bad Hobbie is when he's drop dead tired=-
Siee Janson: -=hums to self while cooking=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=hovers=-0
Siee Janson: -=stirs noodles=-
Siee Janson: -=lifts a few out of pot to test it=- ummm
Adam Lyons: -=watches Hobbie watch Siee cooking the noodles and laughs
silently=-
Hobbie Klivian: is it done? -=ALMOST sounds hopeful=-
Siee Janson: -=pulls out another spoonful and blows on it gently to cool
it =- taste it and see for yourself
Face Loran Well this looks like alof of fun..
Face Loran You know I've got a spice somewhere in my room to make those
noodles taste better.
Siee Janson: -=raises eyebrow at Face=- I don't think so, dear leader
Hobbie Klivian: -=gingerly tastes hot noodles=-
-=nods approval with mouth full, slight smile=-
Face Loran You think I'm some kind of drug pusher? I meant something
like... um.... Oregeno. ((This was no joke.))
Hobbie Klivian: mffmmm
Adam Lyons: Translation anyone?
Hobbie Klivian: -=swallows=- 'sgood
Siee Janson: Well, i think we have everything here that we need... oh
wait... sith.... we're out of taanab root herb.... can't have noddles and
blue milk spice without taanab root herb
Face Loran I've got it somewhere.....
Face Loran Vape, Tis the seasons.
Face Loran ::Vape opens a panel and a small little rack extends.::
Siee Janson: -=laughs=- did you make the spice rack yourself?
Face Loran Yes, I had some free time hiding in the broom closet when
I accidently spilled the yellow paint into Runt's shampoo.
Adam Lyons: -=falls out of his chair laughing=-
Face Loran I was painting this neat little model kit...
Siee Janson: -=shakes head=- sometimes I'm glad Cracken has me working
on both teams so I'm not always around you...
Face Loran You want to see it? It's an almost exact replica of Hot
h Base.
Adam Lyons: -=slowly gets back into his chair, still laughing=-
Hobbie Klivian: No thanks, already saw the real thing
-=peers back at pot of food and serruptitiously grabs spoon from a drawer
to perhaps dip in....=-
Face Loran ::He removes from the rack the spice they need and he puts
it down on the counter.::
Siee Janson: thanks -=takes spice and adds a dash of it to the simmering
water=-
Face Loran ::He watches as Vape retracts the spice rack.::
Adam Lyons: -=slowly gets himself under control=- No, heard enough
horror stories.
Hobbie Klivian: -=takes spoon and dips it into the pot=-
Siee Janson: -=picks up pot and walks
to sink, draining out water=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=doesn't get a chance to put the
spoon in, and follows siee=-
Fenig Durak: ::Kinda
well, stands in the door way, wearing her hair down for once in that vain
attempt to hide the little section of white roots starting to show through.::
Hobbie Klivian: -=tries to get at food=-
Siee Janson: -=slaps at hobbie's hand=- not yet
Hobbie Klivian: but I'm hungry!
Siee Janson: it's not ready yet
Adam Lyons: -=snickers=-
Hobbie Klivian: Are you sure?
Hobbie Klivian: looks good.
Siee Janson: needs milk and spices
Hobbie Klivian: -=pouts=-
Fenig Durak: :;just....blinks::
Adam Lyons: Regular noodles aren't as good.
Siee Janson: Hello Feni. -=pours the noddles into a mixing bowl, putting
herself between Hobbie and the food=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=hovers=-
Fenig Durak: ::::waves
idlly::
Hobbie Klivian: -=makes big eyes and tries to sound
like a little kid=- feed the pilot please?
Hobbie Klivian: -=smiles encouragingly=-
lisonSky21: -=pours milk and other spices
in and stirs=- not yet
Hobbie Klivian: Is
it ready?
Siee Janson: no
Hobbie Klivian: now?
Siee Janson: no
Hobbie Klivian: you sure?
Siee Janson: yes
Hobbie Klivian: absolutely?
Siee Janson: yes
Hobbie Klivian: how about now?
Siee Janson: no
Hobbie Klivian: please?
Face Loran Is it done yet?
Siee Janson: -=grabs a handful and pushes it in Hobbie's face=- there
Fenig Durak: ::frowns
softly, very confused::
Adam Lyons: -=looks at Feni=- What are you confused about?
Face Loran You know we could always make smores.
Hobbie Klivian: -=takes a finger, wipes some of the
food off his face, and eats it hapily=-
Siee Janson: \-=chuckles=- anyone else want some before i give the bowl
to bacta boy?
Hobbie Klivian: -=keeps eating=-
Adam Lyons: I think he might stab us.
Hobbie Klivian: -=goes for towel to wipe off his
face, then comes at siee with a spoon=-
Hobbie Klivian: Stang straight, gimme!
Hobbie Klivian: i'm starved!
Hobbie Klivian: if I wait any longer, I'll die of
stomach stuck to back ness!
Siee Janson: -=holds bowl behind herself, laughing=- anyone? anyone?!
Hobbie Klivian: -=tries to get at bowl=-
Hobbie Klivian: Come on Siee! Plea-hea-hea-heassse?
Face Loran I've had enough of food to last me a life time.
Siee Janson: Ok, stop whining. -=hands over bowl=- you suck at it
Hobbie Klivian: Only if you - wait.... -=shakes head and grabs
bowl, retreating to the table with spoon in hand=-
Siee Janson: -=blushes and shakes
head, then goes to sit next to Adam=-
Fenig Durak: ::looks
around for a moment:: Hmm
Adam Lyons: -=grins at Siee=- Any bet on how long it'll take him to
eat it?
Siee Janson: I bet he's almost done...
Face Loran One minute.
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks at bowl sadly=- that's it?
Adam Lyons: For all we know, he could have opened his mouth and just
poured it in there.
Fenig Durak: ::she
snorted a soft laugh:
Fenig Durak: That's
a pilot for you
Face Loran Ah-ha I win.
Siee Janson: won't be surprised at all
Adam Lyons: What? Did Vape time it?
Hobbie Klivian: -=sighs, gets up, and brings bowl
to the sink... looks in the pan on the way and sighs again at its emptiness=-
Face Loran Not really...
Fenig Durak: Hey,
Hobbie, there's a little cooler unit hidden in my room. You're welcome
to everything in it if you're still hungry...
Hobbie Klivian: -=brightens=- really?
Adam Lyons: Umm, I wouldn't do that if I were you.
Hobbie Klivian: -=is totally unabashed when it comes
to food, specially when he's straight from bacta=-
Fenig Durak: ::she
nods, grinning:: I t hink there's a few bottles of some juice and some
sandwhiches
Siee Janson: -=chuckles=-
Hobbie Klivian: Aw Miss Durak, you've saved my life!
-=flashes one of his rare grins=- thank you ladies, I owe you lots!
Hobbie Klivian: and yes, Face, I still owe you for
the candybar -=chuckles and dashes from the room=-
Fenig Durak: ::Facepalm::
I keep telling you not to call me Miss
Hobbie Klivian: -=head back in room=-sorry Fen'!
Fenig Durak: :;smiles::
Better
Hobbie Klivian: -=is so totally happy at the prospect
for more food=-
Fenig Durak: ::Sad
thing is, he prolly knows her doorcode::
Adam Lyons: -=shrugs=- At least he gets your name correct, he messes
up half the time.
Fenig Durak: ::She
shook herhead:: That's part of what I came down here for. ::She bit her
bottom lip:: He uh.... he called me Amanda the other day. I wanted to
know who she is.
Myn Donos: -=walks in and grins at the crwod=-
Fenig Durak: :;kablink::
Siee Janson: -=stands=- sure... forget
teh girl who slaved over the stove for you... -=huffs and walks out=-
Myn Donos: -=stares after Siee, then looks back=- Did I miss something?
Hobbie Klivian: -=random crash in the hallway=-
Fenig Durak: ::shrugs::
You know just about what I do
Hobbie Klivian: -=from the hallway=- WHO LEFT THE
HOVERBOARD IN THE HALL!!! -=grumbles=-
Fenig Durak: ::snerks::
Oooppps...
Myn Donos:
-=grins at Feni=- Good one... -=sits at
the table with her=-
Fenig Durak: ::looks
to Myn:: Well, since they all dashed off before they could answer my question
,I'll ask you
Myn Donos: Ok
Fenig Durak: ::Sick
of leaning in the doorway, she plops down in a chair, fully satisfied to
slouch and even prop a foot up on the table:: Who is Amanda, and why did
Hobbie call me that a few days ago?
Myn Donos: -=grins=- He called you Amanda?
Fenig Durak: I think
he was sleeping standing up
Myn Donos: But he still called you Amanda?
Fenig Durak: :;nod,
getting a little frustrated::
Myn Donos: -=bursts out laughing and falls out of the chair=-
Fenig Durak: Ugh...
::rolls her eyes, nearly tempted to nudge him with her foot::
Estra Stoneringer: -=trying
not to disturb whatever's going on, a young red-head pops her head in the
door. her black eyes fall on Adam, and she motions for him to come to
the door=-
Myn Donos:
-=gains control of himself but with tears
rolling down his face he was laughing so hard and gets up and sits in a
chair next to Feni=-
Fenig Durak: I don't
see what's so funny
Adam Lyons: -=looks up curious and follows=-
DESCRIPTION: -=the two leave the room to myn and
feni=-
Myn Donos: -=wipes his face and grins=- I think I'm the only one who
would find it funny.
Fenig Durak: Well,
if you would explain it to me, maybe I could too
Myn Donos: Well Amanda is Hobbie's girlfriend, she used to be a part
of the squadron before you joined. I kinda helped them hook up with each
other like I did with you and Wes. The thing is that she left for some mysterious reason and
it really messed Hobbie up and I guess you caught him at a weak moment.
Myn Donos:
Somehow I find that funny.
Fenig Durak: Wes
and I aren't together. ::What an odd part for her to focus on::
Myn Donos: -=grin=- Oh really? But do you understand why Hobs called
you Amanda?
Fenig Durak: No, no clue. I'm betting though
it had something to do with him sleeping standing up
Myn Donos: -=shrugs=- Maybe, but how much do you think it'd effect
Wes if you left suddenly without reason?
Fenig Durak: ::She
blinked a few times, actually considering the question. Granted, she was
fairly clueless as to Wes' feelings of her, but she certainly knew of hers
for him:: I think he'd miss having his ship in better-than-pristine condition
Myn Donos:
I kinda suspect more than that.
Fenig Durak: ::she
shook her head:: That's not what I asked anyway.
Myn Donos: Yeah, but I answered the question.
Fenig Durak: ::She
ran a hand through her hair:: Then quit bein a pest, huh?
Myn Donos: -=grins=- We both know you'd miss me.
Fenig Durak: ::Her
shoulder shook in silent laughter:: Only until I met some new pest who
thought he could appoint himself my counselor
Myn Donos: Yeah, you'd also miss my X-wing.
Fenig Durak: ::smirks::
What makes you think I wouldn't take it with me, huh?
Myn Donos: And there's not too many people on your side after that
explosion thingy.
Fenig Durak: ::wince:: Oh yeah...
Myn Donos: Yeah -=sighs=- guess that means I'll be pulling double
duty when and if Doc comes back.
Fenig Durak: ::wrinkles
her nose and kinda tries to smile meekly:: That many people are still
pissed about that?
Myn Donos: I don't know about you. But when Amanda left, I call her
Doc by the by, she left a rather nasty holo for the squad, but the thing
is she also left a letter for me, Hobbie, Mike and Wes that contradicts
what she said to the rest of the squad. So I'd have to say you're lucky compared to
Doc.
Fenig Durak: ::her
shoulders slumped:: I don't see how that connects to my little, tiny,
boom noise
Myn Donos: So with you at least there's people who understand your
reasoning, but with her no one knows except for her and maybe she doesn't
Fenig Durak: My reasoning for what? Making a noise?
::totally lost. Mechanic's mind turned off tonight::
Myn Donos: Your reasoning behind making the loud noise was to liven
up the squad along with giving you time to figure stuff out with your life.
Fenig Durak: ::blinks::
Wow, that seems like a lot of stuff for just wanting to hear a loud boom....
::inserted a LOT of mild sarcasm in her voice for effect::
Myn Donos:
But, I've noticed this with myself and with
Adam that we're both thinking about things while we're busy doing something
else.
Fenig Durak: ::she
took a few deep breaths, letting her frustration disspate. Intellectually,
she knew he was right, and in that, knew she needed to really look at some
of her motives:;
Myn Donos: I'm not saying your motives or anything are wrong or anything,
it's just the way that you like to try to sort things our mentally.
Fenig Durak: ::grin::
I suppose I should learn to not make loud explosions next time I need to do some
thinking then, huh?
Myn Donos: Well, you could if you let others know...say you want to
put on a fireworks show, tell everyone...I'd want to see.
Fenig Durak: ::she
snorted a soft laugh::
Myn Donos: Plus it'd be funny to see Wes and Hobbie drooling at the
pretty colors.
Fenig Durak: ::her
face goes slack in mock wonder:: They drool....
Myn Donos: -=grins=- Oh yeah.
Fenig Durak: ::beams::
This I NEED to see
Myn Donos: You'll prolly catch
Wes doing it sooner or later and you just saw Hobbie.
Fenig Durak: THAT
Was drool?! ::laughs::
Myn Donos: -=grins=- Yep.
Fenig Durak: ::shudders::
Ew...
Myn Donos: -=laughs=- I know what you mean.
Fenig Durak: ::kinda...blinks
at Myn:: You're a nut, you know that?
Myn Donos: -=shrugs=- Maybe, but you prolly don't know the half of
it.
Myn Donos: Just trust me on that one.
Fenig Durak: ::slow
nod:: Riiiiight...
Myn Donos: And most of it isn't because I'm a goofy little pilot.
Fenig Durak: But
you're still a goofy little pilot
Fenig Durak: ::Grins
evilly:: I just got an idea...
Myn Donos: Should I be worried?
Fenig Durak: ::Her
grin spread to one of those maniacle smiles:: Only if you're name is Wes
or Hobbie....
Myn Donos: Oh one of those... -=grins=-
Fenig Durak: Know
where I can get a large supply of vaseline?
Fenig Durak: Preferrably
lemon scented?
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