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Everything was starting to get back to.. well it wasn't like it was before on the ship. Not after all that fighting going on and everything. For one member of the crew, unbeknownst to him, he had missed the entire thing because of one happy little people snatching AI. Needless to say the pilot wasn't going to be very thrilled once that little bit of information surfaced. One of the walls shifted, opening in to a dark black space as the orange jump suited man was tossed like someone had him by the collar of his suit and down around his waist.

Head over heels the man flew with his hands grasping hair hoping to catch on to some one or some thing before he crashed against the opposite wall had against his side. It didn't help any that he had one nice shiner already developing on his face. More bruises and aches were something that Gavin did not want to deal with.

"Thank you for your participation,. -subject name here-, must be the pride of -subject hometown here-. A mark has been placed on your official testing record. There will be cake in the lobby." Groaning the man glanced up just in time to see the wall move close.

The cake was a lie.

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Kyle was rushing about the ship as he had been for the last day. So he wasn't at his most observant, and dashed right by Gavin before stopping and turning around. He stared for a minute at him before grinning. "Gavin! We'd been worried. Where have you been?"

"Apparently," the younger man said, groaning as he moved to sit up, "the cake is a lie. If someone offers you a chance for some? Run."

Brushing his hands off against his flight suit, Gavin winced as he worked his shoulder a little. He was never going to ask for a sweet again if he ever got out of this one alive. "Where's the fire? Haven't seen you run that fast in a while."

"Ohm attacked right as shore leave ended. We had to scramble. Managed to put a bit of a hurt on them, and they withdrew. Planet is toast, but at least the people are alright. Just been busy with recovery, and helping the wounded." Arha, and Dean in particular. "Glad to see you're alright at least."

Sithspit he wished he could greet him with better news.

For a moment Gavin just stared, black eye and all, before his jaw dropped. "Shore leave? Battle?! All right. I think I really deserve some cake for missing all that! You hear that, Glados? I want my cake!"

Sadly, he wasn't getting any. Sighing Darklighter started to push himself up off the ground dusting flecks of whatever it was that was on him off clearly not liking the fact he'd missed two important things going on with the ship. "How bad was it?"

"I'm sure Arha will make you some if you ask nicely." His face showed that he was being sincere, and wasn't simply pulling Gavin's leg for once.

"It's nowhere near as bad as it could have been. Most of our people made it back alright. We had an X-Wing go down, but we can get it flying again. Didn't lose any pilots thankfully."

"Arha? Kriff it... I've missed a lot haven't I?" Honestly he hadn't even made it to a single squadron meeting yet before that damned AI had snatched him up and made him go through that maze. Never ever again and he was going to be nicer to his R2 unit after this as well.

"Well that's good we didn't lose anyone. Just goes to show how good the training and command staff is." Which was the honest truth. Gavin could count on his hand the number of pilots that had been lost since they had moved out to take Coruscant. It wasn't many at all. "How bad is the 'wing?"

"She's one of our pilots, and my...ahem my...we're involved." It wasn't that he was ashamed of Arha. He just knew there was going to be a certain amount of teasing he'd have to put up with. Not like he could deny it for very long anyway. He was living with her now.

"The wing is alright. We really managed to pull together for this one. In fact we're having a debriefing tomorrow at 1230. A lot of new people for you to meet."

Both of Gavin's brows shot up. He goes away for a... how long had he been away for? and people were already shacking up together. There was going to be a lot of catching up to be done or so it seemed.

"Well I'm going to want to get my hands on vid feed of the battle and sim work if I can manage it." He'll leave the teasing for another day. Right now there were more important things to do than do the whole twenty-question bit. "Think I should show? It's not like I had any choice not to be involved."

Why couldn't he just have a nice pleasant conversation with a new or returning person in this place? Things were always going to hell so often that it seemed like he rarely had good news anymore. "I'm sure Wedge will have us reviewing it all anyway so it should be easy to get a hold of that vid. Also I think you should go. We need you, and I think it would put Wedge at ease to know you're alright."

Because this was Stacy. It wasn't a place to have fun apparently without something blowing up or someone getting hurt. He nodded his head in agreement, though, listening to Kyle's words before a wry little grin started to slip across his face. No. No he just couldn't hold off on the teasing just yet.

"So. When do we need to start finding a ball with a chain on the end for you?"

There it was finally. Kyle was surprised he'd held off this long. Still it was good to hear. It was almost a comfort to have somebody finally joking after the last couple of days.

"Not as soon as you'd like, but now that you bring it up I'll remember to suggest you for the flower girl."

"Just remember pink isn't exactly my color." Grinning wide the younger man couldn't help but aim a small punch at Kyle's arm then instantly wished he hadn't as his shoulder caught. Wincing slightly Gavin's chuckle turned quickly in to one of those laughs that hid pain. "Maybe you can ask Stacy instead? I'm sure she'd really love to toss things at us."

Or Glados for the cake.

Kyle just laughed, and smiled at the punch. It had clearly hurt Gavin more than it had hurt him. "Somehow I just know that will end very badly. She'd probably end up throwing an X-Wing at us."

"I hope not. We only have a limited number of them." Wedge quipped as he approached the pair. He gave Gavin a comradely slap on the shoulder.

"Good to see you in one piece, Gavin."

Oh hello slap on the shoulder that made the man wince again. Being throw against a wall was not something that Gavin ever wanted to experience again, though being a Rogue and on Stacy, it was more than likely not a last. "Yeah, personally, tossing X-wings at us might not be very productive on her part. I'd suggest toys if she is going to insist on doing it though."

Turning a wry grin towards Wedge the younger man offered him a hand. "Glad to be back, sir, though after hearing about the party you guys crashed I'm kinda hating I missed it. Oh? Also- the cake is a lie." Before Wedge could ask, though, Gav shook his head. "Better not to ask."

Kyle flashed his CO a smile as he approached them. "Wedge! Can you believe this slacker finally decided to show up?"

"It's understandable." Wedge shook the offered hand. "You missed the beaches and what not. You're lucky I thought about you, though. I picked up some spare civvies that looked like they'd fit you, so you don't have to wear that plantsuit or your flight suit all the time" Wedge grinned.

"We've got a lot of work to do, actually."

Wait what? Wedge had actually gone out of his way to get him something other than a throbbing, living, plant suit and his orange flightsuit? Oh this put his CO on near worshiping status because, honestly, the thing was still weird. Gavin blinked a few times before be grinned wide then instantly wished he hadn't. Muscles pulled around his black eye causing a hand to shoot up and gently room at the sore spot. "I owe you one, sir."

At Kyle's comment on him being a slacker, the younger of the trio scowled slightly. "I'll have you know I wasn't slacking off at all. I'm sure Glados would be more than willing to let you play lab rat for a while, Katarn, if you wanted too." Of course there was humor in the youths words. Gavin wouldn't wish that on anyone. Except maybe a few certain Bothans.

"I have to say having real clothes again was probably the best part of shore leave." That he could talk about anyway. "Never knew how much I'd miss my boots until they were gone. Why Stacy feels the need to always have us in those suits I'll never understand."

"Well I always was good at finding cheese," Kyle mused. "Though I've been told I'm a very uncooperative test subject. Usually ended hearing something like 'Please stop blowing open the prison doors and escaping Mr.Katarn. The Stormtroopers don't like it."

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