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Entry tags:
- !location: rogue squadron headquarters,
- !location: the city,
- amuro ray,
- angie spica,
- axl,
- ben skywalker,
- cagalli yula athha,
- char aznable,
- charles kawalsky,
- dean winchester,
- jamie hemeros,
- kadaj,
- kira yamato,
- kyle katarn,
- lash,
- lowe guele,
- luke skywalker,
- nura nal-dox,
- rhiow,
- sam winchester,
- shinn asuka,
- trudy chacon,
- tycho celchu,
- wedge antilles,
- wyn callahan,
- yzak jule
Rogue Squadron Meet 'n' Greet, Mark 2 [ Closed to Rogue Squadron]
Wedge had set up the headquarters for yet another meet and greet operation. The headquarters, of course, was simply an abandoned building with appropriate facilities he had commandeered in the city. A low building of bright red brick, it had at some point been an office complex. Now it was the headquarters of the best fighter squadron anywhere (or so the reputation went). A crude sign and been painted over the front of the building reading 'Rogue Squadron Headquarters,' replacing the precious owners which had advertised for insurance of some type. The front offices had been set up for use by Wedge and his small staff (now including Tycho, Ben and Nura) to run the squadron. Another side room had been set up as a 'pilot lounge,' though at the moment it only had some spare office furniture. Couches and other things were hard to come by on Stacy. Finally, the largest room had been converted into a briefing room of sorts, with a projector and several rows of seating, as well as tables that could be stowed or set up as needed.
At the moment there were simply chairs scattered around the edge of the room. Wedge waited, occasionally checking his chronometer. Hopefully everyone would arrive and mingle, and then he could get down to the business of letting them know exactly what they were in for.
[[OOC: Feel free to tag each other, please!
The briefing has started!]]
At the moment there were simply chairs scattered around the edge of the room. Wedge waited, occasionally checking his chronometer. Hopefully everyone would arrive and mingle, and then he could get down to the business of letting them know exactly what they were in for.
[[OOC: Feel free to tag each other, please!
The briefing has started!]]
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"Not yet. I thought I'd hear what he has to say, first."
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"That's a good idea." He looks over at Wedge and Tycho. "We don't know them, but... I feel like we can put our trust in their will and power."
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"I wonder what sort of personnel they need."
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A slight tilt of her head as she inquires, "You mentioned that Freedom isn't being used."
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In other words, yes. Yes she does mean that.
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"You're thinking about piloting the Freedom, aren't you." His shoulders tighten reflexively.
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He's fighting here for many reasons. One of them is to protect her - to have her in the fight with him?
"Lacus..."
They are going to have a long talk about this, aren't they.
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"Yes, Kira?"
A long talk? Yes, they probably are.
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"...I don't think that this is the place to talk about it."
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She takes his hand, offering a soothing smile. "A bit later, then?"
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Having that sort of conversation in private is one thing. A crowded room doesn't feel like the best place for it.
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He'll protect her with all of his strength, one way or another - no matter where she is.
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Another smile, reassuring and calm. "Should we take our seats? I'm anxious to hear what the commanders have to say."
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Kira looks at the seats he'd vacated over near the rear of the room. "Those are okay, I hope."
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(ooc: Good place to end it?)
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