A little too close a call [OPEN]

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Trudy walked down the corridors with her general wide stride, her dogtags jingling and her rifle bouncing against her back. She'd slung it on the other side from her healing rib - which was also why she wasn't moving really fast. Of course, she was on her way to visit the ship that had kept her alive. She had to see what all those near-misses had done. At least scratched the paint, maybe more. She thought a shot had skimmed her astromech, and then there had been the blast that had crippled the Dart.

The hanger, unsuprisingly, was fairly busy. She figured she'd run into at least a couple of the squadron's mechanics, and probably even more of the squadron. It would be good to see the guys - and she especially wanted to talk to the General.

As she crossed over to her X-wing, she passed her Samson and paused. It was still in the same state it had been before she started training with Rogue Squadron. It took up a big chunk of her time, and getting caught up in the media library on her ship's specs took up the rest of it. "Sorry bebe," she said under her breath. "Guess I've left you after all."

She walked over to the X-wing, trailing her hand along its underside. It definitely showed that it had been in a firefight. There were a couple of blaster marks hellishly close to her engines, that made her start grinning like a fool. "Guess it could have been a whole hell of a lot worse," she said, tapping the cross around her neck. "Good on you, big man."

Comments

[mercjedi.livejournal.com]

"Hopefully we'll be able to fully integrate their use into the squadrons tactics quickly. I'm rather curious how they'd do in a support role for ground forces." Considering they were completely lacking in artillery having something mobile like to that advance with the troops would be incredibly valuable.

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"It's an idea - we might have a couple mecha that aren't space-worthy, so bringing those pilots into the fold wouldn't be a bad plan." Trudy wasn't suited to tactics, to tell the truth. She'd leave that to people who were better at it.

She reached up and patted the hull of her X-wing, glancing over the ships neatly lined up in the hangar. "I'd like for engineering to figure out how to build more of these. We're going to need 'em worse than pilots at this rate."

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"It would be nice if we could," he said glancing up at the fighter. "I don't think we're going to have the capability any time soon though. That's assuming we even have access to the needed materials. Still it would be nice to have a few more. Maybe they'll be able to fabricate some of the spare parts in time. Not perfect, but we could keep these buckets in the air at least."