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let's talk about ... sith and grand admirals, baby? :| [FINISHED]

As usual Tycho had arrived at the designated meeting place at the debriefing room in Rogue Squadron's headquarters a little ahead of time. There was nothing for him to prepare really, but he'd called the meeting, so it was still good for him to be there first.

The room contained a semi-circle of chairs which faced a projector screen, and Tycho sat himself in one of them, looking something over on his datapad as he waited for the others to arrive. Someone who knew him well would see that his jaw muscles were tight, the only outward sign he was showing of how seriously he took this. Deciding what they were going to do about Darth Vader was a Big Deal.

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Kyle arrived a little early as he usually did to meetings. Quickly he snagged a chair, and made himself as comfortable as he could. He glanced over at Tycho noting the signs that told him it was all serious business right now. This was fine as even Kyle didn't really feel like joking about tonight's subject.

Tycho looked up at the Jedi's entrance, a smile crossing his face. "Kyle." He put his datapad away, getting up to go sit next to his friend. "It's been quite the podpop hasn't it. We should talk after this, catch up."

If Tycho wanted to talk about the good things that had happened Kyle was more than happy to oblige him. It wasn't repressing it was...um positive thinking? Yeah, that sounded good.

"It really has. Damn good to have Mara around again. Though I'm sure she'll make me regret those words in about a week." Hadn't he promised himself no jokes? Well it was Mara so it would probably end up being true anyway. "Still in shock about most of it. I don't think I got to meet even half the people that showed up."

Tycho nodded. "I saw Leia, Hobbie, and Winter ... haven't seen Mara in person yet, though I talked to her on the coms. Luke and Ben must be happy." An understatement.

"I'm a little in shock myself," Tycho admitted with a rueful, but happy, smile.

Luke was right on time. When he'd held Council meetings, he'd tried to get there a little early--as it seemed Tycho had--but this time, he'd broken tradition.

Luke took a seat a couple over from Kyle Katarn, so there was room for Mara.

Kyle couldn't help, but smile at that news. Sure Vader was here, but so was his friends wife. Well soon to be wife in his time anyway. "Winter? Really? I completely missed at the meet, and greet. I'm so happy for you!"

This was just the sort of good news he needed to hear.

Wedge arrived shortly and aimed for a seat near the middle of the semi-circle. He slid quietly into the chair, intent on something he's reading on his omnicomm. After a moment, he finally glanced up at Tycho with a grim nod.

"Tycho. How are you feeling?"

Mara wasn't far behind her husband and as she breezed past Katarn, she flicked his head. Just to say hi.

She sat next to Luke, crossed her legs and scooted around a bit to get comfortable. She glanced at her husband and murmured under her breath, "You know this is going to be you against them all, right?"

Luke moved his hand over on the arm of the chair so she could grab it if she wanted, and sighed. "I know," he replied, just as quietly. Seeing his father hadn't exactly been the most reassuring moment, either. "I just hope I can get them to understand that he can be turned. I've done it once already, I know it can happen."

"Wedge." Tycho ran a hand through his hair as he contemplated Wedge's question. "Like a man who's spent the afternoon talking to Grand Admiral Thrawn. So, kind of ... odd."

He gave Wedge a look he was sure Wedge would understand. A 'how is this our lives?' look.

"I can understand that." Wedge chuckled. Sort of. It was the kind of laugh that indicated nervousness and anxiety rather than true amusement.

"I spoke to him at length...but I'll wait to share that with everybody." He looked back at Tycho, gave a small shrug. Who knew? It was just what they had to deal with, right?

"But he was already--" Mara broke off, not wanting to make his father sound bad in front of him. She just sighed and took his hand. "I believe you can do it."

Tycho's lopsided grin grew, and he nodded. "Really her, in the flesh. She said she's coming, so you'll get a chance to see her."

Kyle swung his head around at the flick, but he already knew who it was. It was her traditional way of hello to him after all. Smirking he leaned back in his chair, and chuckled to himself. It was good to have her back, and things were just a little more right with the multiverse because of that.

Leia entered and took a seat near the end of the semi-circle.

She didn't have many nice things to say.

Tycho's eyebrows shot upwards, but then he rolled his eyes. "Great, I talked to him at length as well. The tricky bastard. But ah well, if things pan out the way I think they will, at least it shows we're willing to cooperate with him, right?"

Tycho shrugged back. Yep, they were Rogues. They would deal with it.

Seeing Tycho smile like that really did make his day better. At least his friend didn't have to worry about her being dragged off on some mission anymore. "It's been forever, can't wait. So I take it you two aren't having any of these time issues others seem to be?"

Luke squeezed her fingers, feeling the metal of her wedding band. That made him smile. He knew she didn't agree with him, and he understood why, but knew that she still backed him up.

"Thank you," he said, leaning over to kiss her cheek. "That means a lot."

For some reason Jacen had a bad feeling about this meeting. But bad feelings about things usually ran in his family so he attempted to shrug the feeling off as he wandered in and made his way to an empty chair, seating himself in it and resisting the urge to spin around in it. He told himself mentally that he was too old for that now, but there was something inside of him just begging to do it.

Jacen settled with absently shifting the chair back and forth. Not full circles, but it would have to do.

He glanced to his mother, who was a couple empty seats away and then looked back to the table. He figured he'd already scared her enough for now.

Jaina slumps into the chair next to him, also doing her best not to crowd moms. She smirks as he shifts in his seat.

"Go on. You know you want to."

Tycho shrugged. "Oh, she's from my future. Never bothered to figure out how far. But that doesn't matter ..." It was clear when you looked in his eyes that his smile was that of a profoundly happy man.

Tycho wanted to share his other news as well, but he would wait til Winter got there.

He wouldn't. No, he wouldn't dare.

Jacen could feel the prodding from his sister, verbally and through their bond and tried his hardest to stay still. But it was no use. One super fast spin, coming right up.

Grabbing the edge of the table and stopping himself, he realized he counted at least three rotations before coming to a halt and he felt himself chuckling at this. For once since he had arrived, just once, something felt normal.

"Thanks," he mumbled to her, finally feeling somewhat relaxed. His eyes stayed on the table, hoping no one had really noticed what he had done.

Tycho looked up, nodding to the last of the arrivals as they filtered into the room and took their seats.

"Of course it doesn't." At least she wasn't before they were involved. Kyle wouldn't have been able to stand to see that. "Glad to hear it though. I was a bit worried for a moment."

Jaina rolled her eyes, folded her arms and smirked. Her brother, the Jedi Knight, apparently impervious to maturity and dizziness.

"Didn't want you to give yourself an ulcer," she retorted dryly.

Still, she took great comfort from his glee and his easiness. So little of life on Stacy could be carried out without the weight of their situation, their mortality hanging over them, but just for that moment Jaina had forgotten she had anything to worry about at all.

She leaned in to whisper, "How'd it go with mom earlier?"

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