Dagobah Slip Stream
Part Two
He stood over the auditorium. This Kyp was hard to follow.
Kyp's flying was good. Kyp's Force-sense a little better.
But he had been flying with Kyp's Dozen for the past two weeks and this 'Master' hadn't noticed his presence.
But that wasn't what Xan was considering. He was wondering at the man's logic. He had the right considerations, thoughts, maybe. But his results were insane.
Undercutting his own Master! It was ludicrous! The old Masters would have him Restricted after his first move. On Report if he didn't head off his….
Wait. Durron was moving. He had two minutes to reach his lobby post… Then two Solos stood.
He added another two minutes.
Kyp was shaking his head as he entered the Lobby. Xan continued to play 'unnoticeable' as Kyp walked past, barely looking at him.
They would Rendezvous at the North Crater Tap Caf in ten minutes then continue to the ship. From there they'd go to the temporary base, then rejoin the Dozen 'on patrol'.
The Crater was…interesting. Half way up the wall was a red bar. Above it was black with neon orange, yellow, and blue spotlights hidden behind the walls. The lower section was a red tinted gray and the floor was a gray tinted amber.
It was Dark and musty. And it smelled!
The room was filled with a light haze and the floor was hidden by a thick, gray, sourceless smoke. For that Xan was glad, he was half frightened by the thought of what might actually be covering the floor.
Kyp was in the back in a small round booth. Xan sat down across from him.
"Ken." Kyp said to his wingman. Xan looked up. He gave off his best, 'I'm brash, young and I'm dim-witted but-I-can-kill-on-the-stick' appearance.
He could almost feel the 'honest' humble youth he was radiating.
"Thanks for the cover in the meeting." Kyp clapped a hand on his shoulder and looked into his eyes. Kyp's own looked like they were hiding a cruel joke from his fellows, as usual. "I wish all my partners were as faithful."
If only the man had a clue.