In Memory:
Jag felt like he'd been slapped in the face. "Noooo…" he moaned. "No, no, no NO! Gods, not Jaina! Please! No…" his outraged call faded away to a desperate whisper. "Just…no…"
"Jag, you ok?" asked Wedge, voice full of concern. Jag turned to him, eyes wild and full of grief and rage and torment.
"You ok? Did I hear you right? You just asked me if I'm ok? How can you ask me that?! The girl I love, the girl of my dreams is gone. Dead! And you come over, tell me this, and then ask if I'm ok?! No! I'm not ok!" he shouted.
"Jag, calm down! Please, you aren't doing any good by letting your emotions out of check like this!" exclaimed Wedge. 'Wow.' He thought to himself, 'I've never, ever seen Jag lose it like this…I wonder if he and Jaina knew what they meant to each other…'
Remorse and pain filled Jag's gaze. He wanted to tell his uncle he was sorry about the sudden outburst, that he really didn't mean it, but he couldn't find the energy, or the heart to apologize. Wedge nodded, completely understanding. "Jag, I know. It's ok."
Jag's temper flared again. "How can you say that? It's not ok! You don't know that! " he yelled, "How can you say that?" he whispered miserably. Wedge gave his shoulder a sqeeze before giving him a tight hug. Jag softly moaned, "This is all my fault! Her parents won't speak to me ever again…nor will her squadron mates…or anybody that knew her…It's all my fault…"
Wedge regarded him for a moment, before continuing on with what he had to say, "Jag, listen, a couple of us are going over to the site tonight. You want to come, too?" he said gently.
"I guess I will." Jag murmured.
* * *
"No!" cried Jaina to the fleeing transport, "Don't leave! I'm still here! You can't leave, at least, not without me!" She punched a tree in frustration, "You can't leave!" She sank against the tree, rubbing her sore knuckles. Sparky tweetled a question.
"Well, I suppose we can start heading back to the site. It can't hurt, right? They've got to come back, and then, we'll be saved! We're only, oh, probably 10 kilometers from the site, right?" she reasoned thoughtfully. The droid beeped.
"Oh, excuse me. 9.67 kilometers away." After a moment's pause, she continued on, "We really didn't get very far, did we? And it's been what, a day and a half? Sithspawned jungle!" She levitated her droid up, and started the long trek to the wreck.
* * *
"A small group will be heading out to the site, to pay respects." Gavin told the group of Rogues in front of him, "And you are all invited and more than welcome to come. Jaina would have liked it that way. We leave in an hour. Be at the docking bay at quarter to. It's only a short leap away. I hope you all attend." The group was still reeling from the shock, and Gavin sincerely hoped many of them would go.
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I know, this was a short one, but the next chapter will be a lot longer… :D
Jag felt like he'd been slapped in the face. "Noooo…" he moaned. "No, no, no NO! Gods, not Jaina! Please! No…" his outraged call faded away to a desperate whisper. "Just…no…"
"Jag, you ok?" asked Wedge, voice full of concern. Jag turned to him, eyes wild and full of grief and rage and torment.
"You ok? Did I hear you right? You just asked me if I'm ok? How can you ask me that?! The girl I love, the girl of my dreams is gone. Dead! And you come over, tell me this, and then ask if I'm ok?! No! I'm not ok!" he shouted.
"Jag, calm down! Please, you aren't doing any good by letting your emotions out of check like this!" exclaimed Wedge. 'Wow.' He thought to himself, 'I've never, ever seen Jag lose it like this…I wonder if he and Jaina knew what they meant to each other…'
Remorse and pain filled Jag's gaze. He wanted to tell his uncle he was sorry about the sudden outburst, that he really didn't mean it, but he couldn't find the energy, or the heart to apologize. Wedge nodded, completely understanding. "Jag, I know. It's ok."
Jag's temper flared again. "How can you say that? It's not ok! You don't know that! " he yelled, "How can you say that?" he whispered miserably. Wedge gave his shoulder a sqeeze before giving him a tight hug. Jag softly moaned, "This is all my fault! Her parents won't speak to me ever again…nor will her squadron mates…or anybody that knew her…It's all my fault…"
Wedge regarded him for a moment, before continuing on with what he had to say, "Jag, listen, a couple of us are going over to the site tonight. You want to come, too?" he said gently.
"I guess I will." Jag murmured.
* * *
"No!" cried Jaina to the fleeing transport, "Don't leave! I'm still here! You can't leave, at least, not without me!" She punched a tree in frustration, "You can't leave!" She sank against the tree, rubbing her sore knuckles. Sparky tweetled a question.
"Well, I suppose we can start heading back to the site. It can't hurt, right? They've got to come back, and then, we'll be saved! We're only, oh, probably 10 kilometers from the site, right?" she reasoned thoughtfully. The droid beeped.
"Oh, excuse me. 9.67 kilometers away." After a moment's pause, she continued on, "We really didn't get very far, did we? And it's been what, a day and a half? Sithspawned jungle!" She levitated her droid up, and started the long trek to the wreck.
* * *
"A small group will be heading out to the site, to pay respects." Gavin told the group of Rogues in front of him, "And you are all invited and more than welcome to come. Jaina would have liked it that way. We leave in an hour. Be at the docking bay at quarter to. It's only a short leap away. I hope you all attend." The group was still reeling from the shock, and Gavin sincerely hoped many of them would go.
* * *
I know, this was a short one, but the next chapter will be a lot longer… :D