Late Night Happenings:
Jaina stood outside her room, gazing up at Jag, smiling.
"Well," Jag began, "I guess this is good night, Lieutenant…"
"I guess so, Colonel…" Jaina murmured.
"I'll see you in the morning, then?" Jag asked softly.
"Most likely." Jaina replied.
"I can't wait." Jag ducked his head to his her hand, then glanced into her eyes, a smile carrying all the way from his mouth to his pale green eyes. He touched his lips to hers, and then stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.
"Good night, Colonel." Whispered Jaina.
"Good night, Lieutenant." Jag said softly, smiling. Then he turned and walked off through the stone hallway. Jaina turned and entered her room. She remembered when Tenel Ka had picked a room for her, at the Reef Fortress, not so long ago. This one was exactly like it, a room scattered with gizmos and gadgets and parts and things to tinker with. Jaina thumbed on the series of glow rods that had been strung about the room, revealing the mess of scattered parts. Jaina strolled to the small comm unit that had been installed in her room. It flashed a red light, indicating a waiting message from Kyp Durron and one from her Uncle Luke. Intrigued, she floated a repulsorchair over and dropped down into it before reviewing the messages. 'Uncle Luke's first.' She decided. The image of her blue-eyed sandy haired uncle floated in front of her. 'He's getting more gray…' she noticed with amusement. Then Luke began to speak.
"Hey, Jaina," he began, "I know you've been busy with the defense of Hapes, and with the Squadron, but something's come up, something terrible, and so I've prepared a team for the mission. It's gonna be recon and possibly recovery. And, you're on my list. Listen, I know you won't want to take it, but I need you to for the sake of the Jedi and the next planet. I need you to come to Eclipse as soon as you can, ok? Kyp's on the list, too, and he's offered to give you a lift. You won't need your x-wing on this mission. When you get here, I'll brief you. May the Force be with you." And then, the transmission ended.
'Huh. I wonder what's come up. I guess I'll have to take a leave…' Jaina thought, wondering what was so important.
* * *
Jag smiled as he walked back to his chambers. He opened the door, grinning from ear to ear. He checked his comm unit, and was surprised to find a message from his Uncle Wedge. He opened it, curious as to why his uncle sent him a holo instead of speaking to him personally. "Is my comlink dead?" he wondered as he played the holo.
"Jag, I need to talk to you, whenever you're in, as soon as possible. It's not that important, really, but in a way it is. So, drop by my quarters later, ok? I should be there, or, if I'm not, check my 'office'. See you later."
Jag frowned. "What's 'not that important, really, but in a way it is'?" he wondered out loud. He pulled off his comlink and set it on a shelf, changing it to recharge before setting off to find his uncle.
* * *
Jaina Solo punched the button to receive Kyp's message. The image of the dark haired, green eyed Jedi Master appeared.
"Jaina, I'm leaving for Eclipse tonight. If you want to come, you're more than welcome. You have my comlink frequency, so let me know if you're going to go with me, and let me know soon-" Jaina slapped the comm unit off. She tugged at her comlink, adjusting it to Kyp's frequency.
"Durron here." Kyp's deep voice boomed through the speaker.
"Hey, Kyp, it's-" Jaina started to say, but Kyp cut her off. "Jaina!" he exclaimed. "You called just at the right time. We're almost ready to go, you coming with?"
"Um, well, that's the thing…" Jaina trailed off uncertainly. "Do you have any idea what this is all about? Is it really that important?"
"Jaina, I have probably just as much information as you, if I even have that much. And I guess when Luke says it's important, he means it. He's not the type to over-exaggerate." Kyp said.
"I guess you're right…"
"So, are you coming with me or not?" demanded Kyp.
"Yea. I'll be down in a few minutes. Solo out." Jaina snapped off her link, and then scrambled for her duffle bag. She shoved in her formal Jedi robes, and her more or less casual ones, a few changes of clothing, and her jumpsuit. She shoved in her boots, her uniform, and a datapad before zipping it shut. Her hair was still loose, so she snatched a tie and pulled it into a ponytail. She dashed from her room, sprinting towards Jag's quarters. She rapped on his door, tapping her foot impatiently. She pounded on it, but got no answer.
"Sith spit, Jag! Where are you?" she shouted. She fumbled with her comlink, but got no response on that either. 'I guess I'll talk to you later…' she thought as she stormed off towards Colonel Darklighter's chambers. She rapped on his door, and Gavin answered it.
"Jaina!" he exclaimed, "What brings you down here so late?"
"Listen, Colonel, I'm taking an indefinite leave of absence. I'll let you know for how long when I know for sure. I'd love to stay and chat, but my ride's leaving soon, and I need to go."
Gavin frowned. "Wait a minute. Where are you going? Who's taking you? Better not be Jag, because that doesn't qualify for a leave…" He grinned.
"I can't tell you where I'm going, Colonel. You'll just have to believe me. And no, for your information, I'm not going anywhere with Jag. I'm leaving with Kyp. Talk to you later, Colonel." Jaina saluted briskly, and started off for the hangar bay.
"Oh." Gavin said softly. "May the Force be with you, then."
"Force be with you too, Colonel." Jaina said, turning around. Then, she dashed for the hangar bay.
* * *
"Jag! Good to see you! I guess you got my message, then, right?" Wedge said. "Come in, please, be seated!" Wedge waved him to a chair, dropping down into one as he said that.
"You wanted to talk to me, Uncle?" Jag asked.
"Yea, yea, I did. Jag, don't take this the wrong way, please, ok?"
"Alright. What's up?" Jag said, confused.
"Listen, Jag, about you and Jaina…" Wedge started.
"What about us?" inquired Jag.
"You two, really, ah, need to, um, choose better spots to, ah, make out." Wedge stated nervously.
"What?" asked Jag incredulously.
"Well, this whole thing in the garden maze this afternoon, well, we, ah, we saw the whole thing."
Jag could feel his cheeks burn with embarrassment. "Oh," He said. "Um, where were you guys? And why were you spying?"
"We were in the 3rd floor planning and briefing room. And that happened to be just above where the two of you were. And quite conveniently below a window, too."
"Oh." Jag's cheeks burned bright red. "I will, ah, remember that bit of advice…"
Wedge laughed, and Jag soon joined in.
"I'm sorry, Jag. We figured you would want to know, and save yourself embarrassment in the future…"
Jag visibly stiffened. "Who's we?"
"The Queen Mother," Wedge started, and Jag winced, "Colonel Darklighter," Jag winced again, "And a few Hapan officials."
"Ouch." Jag said.
"Yea."
"Well, harm's been done." Jag said.
"You want to run a sim or something, since we've got this past us?"
"Sure." Jag said.
* * *
Jaina strode into the hangar bay, to the transport Kyp was going to use. She heard a whistle from behind her, and she whirled to face a grinning Kyp Durron, checking off things on his datapad,
"Took you long ehough." he said, pocketing the datapad.
Jaina's temper flared. 'Doesn't he realize I have responsibilities to my squadron? That I can't just drop everything and go?'
"Shut it, Durron." She snarled.
"That's Master Durron to you, apprentice." Kyp said smugly.
"Whatever. Where do I throw my bag? And where on this bucket of bolts am I sleeping?" asked Jaina.
"Here, let me show you, and I'll give you the grand tour of this little ship."
Jaina followed him up the boarding ramp.
"That," he gestured, "Is the bridge, if you will, down there is the gun turrets and here is the mess and dining area and right this way is the sleeping quarters." Kyp opened a door and it revealed a two-bunk room. "Refresher's over there." He pointed. "You can throw your bag in any of the compartments, and anything else you might have brought with."
"Thanks. So, this is it? It seems like a much bigger ship from the outside." Jaina said, tossing her bag onto her bed for now. 'I can't believe I have to share a room with him!' she thought.
"I'm not that bad, really. And, actually, this is a modified freighter. Lots of cargo space and plenty of weaponry makes up for the lack of living space, trust me." Kyp said, raising an eyebrow. Jaina scowled at him before storming out of the room.
Kyp sighed. "This is going to be a long trip."
* * *
ok, I hope you guys like it, I tried to slow the scene down somewhat, I dunno if that worked or not, thanks for all the helps…I'm not sure if Tuesday's the Canadian release date for RD or not, sorry I can't help ya there, but anyways, I hope ya enjoyed this chapter! :D
Jaina stood outside her room, gazing up at Jag, smiling.
"Well," Jag began, "I guess this is good night, Lieutenant…"
"I guess so, Colonel…" Jaina murmured.
"I'll see you in the morning, then?" Jag asked softly.
"Most likely." Jaina replied.
"I can't wait." Jag ducked his head to his her hand, then glanced into her eyes, a smile carrying all the way from his mouth to his pale green eyes. He touched his lips to hers, and then stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.
"Good night, Colonel." Whispered Jaina.
"Good night, Lieutenant." Jag said softly, smiling. Then he turned and walked off through the stone hallway. Jaina turned and entered her room. She remembered when Tenel Ka had picked a room for her, at the Reef Fortress, not so long ago. This one was exactly like it, a room scattered with gizmos and gadgets and parts and things to tinker with. Jaina thumbed on the series of glow rods that had been strung about the room, revealing the mess of scattered parts. Jaina strolled to the small comm unit that had been installed in her room. It flashed a red light, indicating a waiting message from Kyp Durron and one from her Uncle Luke. Intrigued, she floated a repulsorchair over and dropped down into it before reviewing the messages. 'Uncle Luke's first.' She decided. The image of her blue-eyed sandy haired uncle floated in front of her. 'He's getting more gray…' she noticed with amusement. Then Luke began to speak.
"Hey, Jaina," he began, "I know you've been busy with the defense of Hapes, and with the Squadron, but something's come up, something terrible, and so I've prepared a team for the mission. It's gonna be recon and possibly recovery. And, you're on my list. Listen, I know you won't want to take it, but I need you to for the sake of the Jedi and the next planet. I need you to come to Eclipse as soon as you can, ok? Kyp's on the list, too, and he's offered to give you a lift. You won't need your x-wing on this mission. When you get here, I'll brief you. May the Force be with you." And then, the transmission ended.
'Huh. I wonder what's come up. I guess I'll have to take a leave…' Jaina thought, wondering what was so important.
* * *
Jag smiled as he walked back to his chambers. He opened the door, grinning from ear to ear. He checked his comm unit, and was surprised to find a message from his Uncle Wedge. He opened it, curious as to why his uncle sent him a holo instead of speaking to him personally. "Is my comlink dead?" he wondered as he played the holo.
"Jag, I need to talk to you, whenever you're in, as soon as possible. It's not that important, really, but in a way it is. So, drop by my quarters later, ok? I should be there, or, if I'm not, check my 'office'. See you later."
Jag frowned. "What's 'not that important, really, but in a way it is'?" he wondered out loud. He pulled off his comlink and set it on a shelf, changing it to recharge before setting off to find his uncle.
* * *
Jaina Solo punched the button to receive Kyp's message. The image of the dark haired, green eyed Jedi Master appeared.
"Jaina, I'm leaving for Eclipse tonight. If you want to come, you're more than welcome. You have my comlink frequency, so let me know if you're going to go with me, and let me know soon-" Jaina slapped the comm unit off. She tugged at her comlink, adjusting it to Kyp's frequency.
"Durron here." Kyp's deep voice boomed through the speaker.
"Hey, Kyp, it's-" Jaina started to say, but Kyp cut her off. "Jaina!" he exclaimed. "You called just at the right time. We're almost ready to go, you coming with?"
"Um, well, that's the thing…" Jaina trailed off uncertainly. "Do you have any idea what this is all about? Is it really that important?"
"Jaina, I have probably just as much information as you, if I even have that much. And I guess when Luke says it's important, he means it. He's not the type to over-exaggerate." Kyp said.
"I guess you're right…"
"So, are you coming with me or not?" demanded Kyp.
"Yea. I'll be down in a few minutes. Solo out." Jaina snapped off her link, and then scrambled for her duffle bag. She shoved in her formal Jedi robes, and her more or less casual ones, a few changes of clothing, and her jumpsuit. She shoved in her boots, her uniform, and a datapad before zipping it shut. Her hair was still loose, so she snatched a tie and pulled it into a ponytail. She dashed from her room, sprinting towards Jag's quarters. She rapped on his door, tapping her foot impatiently. She pounded on it, but got no answer.
"Sith spit, Jag! Where are you?" she shouted. She fumbled with her comlink, but got no response on that either. 'I guess I'll talk to you later…' she thought as she stormed off towards Colonel Darklighter's chambers. She rapped on his door, and Gavin answered it.
"Jaina!" he exclaimed, "What brings you down here so late?"
"Listen, Colonel, I'm taking an indefinite leave of absence. I'll let you know for how long when I know for sure. I'd love to stay and chat, but my ride's leaving soon, and I need to go."
Gavin frowned. "Wait a minute. Where are you going? Who's taking you? Better not be Jag, because that doesn't qualify for a leave…" He grinned.
"I can't tell you where I'm going, Colonel. You'll just have to believe me. And no, for your information, I'm not going anywhere with Jag. I'm leaving with Kyp. Talk to you later, Colonel." Jaina saluted briskly, and started off for the hangar bay.
"Oh." Gavin said softly. "May the Force be with you, then."
"Force be with you too, Colonel." Jaina said, turning around. Then, she dashed for the hangar bay.
* * *
"Jag! Good to see you! I guess you got my message, then, right?" Wedge said. "Come in, please, be seated!" Wedge waved him to a chair, dropping down into one as he said that.
"You wanted to talk to me, Uncle?" Jag asked.
"Yea, yea, I did. Jag, don't take this the wrong way, please, ok?"
"Alright. What's up?" Jag said, confused.
"Listen, Jag, about you and Jaina…" Wedge started.
"What about us?" inquired Jag.
"You two, really, ah, need to, um, choose better spots to, ah, make out." Wedge stated nervously.
"What?" asked Jag incredulously.
"Well, this whole thing in the garden maze this afternoon, well, we, ah, we saw the whole thing."
Jag could feel his cheeks burn with embarrassment. "Oh," He said. "Um, where were you guys? And why were you spying?"
"We were in the 3rd floor planning and briefing room. And that happened to be just above where the two of you were. And quite conveniently below a window, too."
"Oh." Jag's cheeks burned bright red. "I will, ah, remember that bit of advice…"
Wedge laughed, and Jag soon joined in.
"I'm sorry, Jag. We figured you would want to know, and save yourself embarrassment in the future…"
Jag visibly stiffened. "Who's we?"
"The Queen Mother," Wedge started, and Jag winced, "Colonel Darklighter," Jag winced again, "And a few Hapan officials."
"Ouch." Jag said.
"Yea."
"Well, harm's been done." Jag said.
"You want to run a sim or something, since we've got this past us?"
"Sure." Jag said.
* * *
Jaina strode into the hangar bay, to the transport Kyp was going to use. She heard a whistle from behind her, and she whirled to face a grinning Kyp Durron, checking off things on his datapad,
"Took you long ehough." he said, pocketing the datapad.
Jaina's temper flared. 'Doesn't he realize I have responsibilities to my squadron? That I can't just drop everything and go?'
"Shut it, Durron." She snarled.
"That's Master Durron to you, apprentice." Kyp said smugly.
"Whatever. Where do I throw my bag? And where on this bucket of bolts am I sleeping?" asked Jaina.
"Here, let me show you, and I'll give you the grand tour of this little ship."
Jaina followed him up the boarding ramp.
"That," he gestured, "Is the bridge, if you will, down there is the gun turrets and here is the mess and dining area and right this way is the sleeping quarters." Kyp opened a door and it revealed a two-bunk room. "Refresher's over there." He pointed. "You can throw your bag in any of the compartments, and anything else you might have brought with."
"Thanks. So, this is it? It seems like a much bigger ship from the outside." Jaina said, tossing her bag onto her bed for now. 'I can't believe I have to share a room with him!' she thought.
"I'm not that bad, really. And, actually, this is a modified freighter. Lots of cargo space and plenty of weaponry makes up for the lack of living space, trust me." Kyp said, raising an eyebrow. Jaina scowled at him before storming out of the room.
Kyp sighed. "This is going to be a long trip."
* * *
ok, I hope you guys like it, I tried to slow the scene down somewhat, I dunno if that worked or not, thanks for all the helps…I'm not sure if Tuesday's the Canadian release date for RD or not, sorry I can't help ya there, but anyways, I hope ya enjoyed this chapter! :D