Lucky's bad day!

You could say he was a weird one, in fact, he's not even supposed to be alive, but Captain Lucky of the 130th had managed to survive even decommissioning. Today would be a no brainer for him. They were headed to Shili, to ensure that peace was kept there, if it was there at all, but Angel had little doubt to believe that there was any real danger.

"Same o, same o, boys, let's just check the place out and get back before everyone relies on us to much," she had smiled.

Yet it didn't occur to Lucky that he was going to have one heck of a bad day, starting with the landing on Shili. For everything seemed to be fine before then. Lucky was making his rounds around the ship, making sure that everyone was packing the right gear, his helmet hooked to his belt, a cup of caf in his left hand and a datapad in his right, yeah, it seemed like any ordinary day, he was even going to polish his armor, maybe take a nap.

"Haven't gotten any sleep yet huh vod?" asked Doc as Lucky entered the Medbay

"nope, have to keep up with the general, I mean if she can go three days without sleep and still cut up that many tinnies, then I have a lot of work to do," Lucky nodded his head taking another sip of his caf.

"She manages to draw her strength from the force, we who aren't force sensitive can't," Doc sighed, folding his arms behind his back.

"Well, I can't, you maybe."

"Don't start this again vod, I'm not a force user," he glared at Lucky who was smiling behind the mug as he took another sip. "Get out of here, and take a shower, you need one."

"We are going into a battle, we will smell things twice as bad as my funk," Lucky yawned then waved his now empty mug at Doc, "I'm going to take a nap, wake me when we are out of hyperspace."

That was about an hour and a half ago, now, well now they were all getting ready to load up and fight for their lives. Lucky was running out of his room, slamming his helmet on his head as he ran in and shouted at the men to take off before it's too late, they all stared at him, one was close to saying something, but followed his orders instead.

Lucky ran off of the LAAT/I, straight into enemy lines, that was when he realized two flaws in his charge, one, he wasn't wearing his armor…or body suit, no the poor man had been too tired to put on anything other then what was already on, his purple silk boxers, which was a present from his little sister. The second thing he realized was that he left his blasters in the neat pile next to his kit. Wide eyed he booked it back to the others.

"I need to go back now!" he yelled as he jumped on to a leaving LAAT/I

"Uh, right captain," the pilot said as he flew back to the ship.

"Lucky what happened?" came in his sister's concerned voice.

"I...Uh, I forgot my blaster," he said trying to hide the rest of the mishaps from his beloved sister, she would surly make fun of him if she found out.

"What about the DC-17s, they should be at your sides," Angel pointed out.

"Well, I took them out to clean and forgot the put them back as well."

"Where are you headed?"

"To the ship!" Lucky cried out as he ran out of the LAAT/I and through the Leviathan to change and grab his blasters.

Angel looked at her wrist com, and then back at Spaz who she swore was laughing behind his bucket.

"Alright, enough playtime, let's get this show on the road, Captain Lucky will be with us shortly."

"We are still waiting on the scouts, but if what we fear comes to being, we would have to take a more….deceptive attack." Spaz sighed, normally he would brush his hair as far down his face as possible, but with his helmet in the way, he had to make do with just tapping the top of his visor.

"Alright, we'll wait; I'll send brother the info."