I knew I should have scolded him more when he got back from "shopping." Now
I know why. -Elibex's Diary
Through the viewport, outside the magcon field that kept the station's air inside it spun the watery globe of Mon Calamari. There was not one person in that room that wasn't thankful to be gazing out at it. After all, how many members of a shipping company could say that they'd been in a hidden Imperial base and survived without firing a shot? The very thought was absurd. Yet, here they all sat around the small dining room table that also served as a desk in the captain's office, unwounded except for the memories. Everyone over the age of twenty, anyway. Baka had sneaked into his room to retrieve something upon his employer's return.
Janua had only to turn her head to her right to address Jess Jess. "Who was that guy in there with you anyway? They had enough cells that they wouldn't have to double up."
The Gungan stared blankly for a few moments then laughed. "That was the comm officer we spoke to when we landed."
"So that was the guy that didn't know any vacation worlds offhand, but would gladly help me with any system I needed to know more about on my ship." Emaz leaned back in his chair, remembering all the fun he'd had annoying the living daylights out of the officers.
A wide smile spread across the Gungan's face as she imagined how much trouble her friend had given them. "Actually, he was really kind. I feel bad about leaving him there, but what was I supposed to do?"
No one could answer and no one had to because just at that moment, Baka decided to join them, pushing his box before him. "Hi all. I hope you don't mind, but while Jess was on vacation, I got you each a little gift," he announced, a toothy, devious grin appearing on his furry face. Then he proceeded to remove jumpsuit after jumpsuit and handed them out to the recipients. "I hope they fit." As they got passed around to their new owners, some members burst out laughing while others stared at them in horror. While the color didn't clash too much with the light blue ones they already had, it would certainly make sure they were never lost in a crowd again.
"Hot pink?" The Mon Calamari had a decidedly sick look on her face.
Prat, on the other hand, burst out laughing. "We'll blend into our room like a wampa in a crowd of Talz, won't we Dan."
The Alderaanian couldn't do more than nod his head. "It's going in the bottom of my drawer," he muttered loudly enough for only Jess Jess to hear. When her wide smile appeared, he was the only one that knew why.
After a few other comments about the awkwardly colored uniforms, when Baka was seated smugly at the end of the table, Emaz remembered something he'd meant to mention to his old friend earlier. "I happen to know that there's a job opportunity waiting for you at Xa Fel."
"Really? Shuttling or shipping?" The captain leaned forward and stared expectantly at the Gand.
"Shuttling."
"Do you know much about the person?"
"Yes, but I think I'll let her tell you about herself."
"And keep us in suspense," Janua finished for him, even though he had not intended to say anymore.
"Well, I'd better get going. I wish I could fraternize with you more, but you have no clue how many appointments I pushed back to come to your rescue."
"I'll be glad to repay the favor sometime." The Gungan noticed that he was already switching to more formal wording, even though he probably didn't realize it.
The vice president stood and made his way over to the door. No one moved to show him out; he knew where to go and was more like a visiting family member than a guest.
"Bex," Jess Jess said, standing, "take us to Xa Fel. I think I'll get used to my own bed again."
I know why. -Elibex's Diary
Through the viewport, outside the magcon field that kept the station's air inside it spun the watery globe of Mon Calamari. There was not one person in that room that wasn't thankful to be gazing out at it. After all, how many members of a shipping company could say that they'd been in a hidden Imperial base and survived without firing a shot? The very thought was absurd. Yet, here they all sat around the small dining room table that also served as a desk in the captain's office, unwounded except for the memories. Everyone over the age of twenty, anyway. Baka had sneaked into his room to retrieve something upon his employer's return.
Janua had only to turn her head to her right to address Jess Jess. "Who was that guy in there with you anyway? They had enough cells that they wouldn't have to double up."
The Gungan stared blankly for a few moments then laughed. "That was the comm officer we spoke to when we landed."
"So that was the guy that didn't know any vacation worlds offhand, but would gladly help me with any system I needed to know more about on my ship." Emaz leaned back in his chair, remembering all the fun he'd had annoying the living daylights out of the officers.
A wide smile spread across the Gungan's face as she imagined how much trouble her friend had given them. "Actually, he was really kind. I feel bad about leaving him there, but what was I supposed to do?"
No one could answer and no one had to because just at that moment, Baka decided to join them, pushing his box before him. "Hi all. I hope you don't mind, but while Jess was on vacation, I got you each a little gift," he announced, a toothy, devious grin appearing on his furry face. Then he proceeded to remove jumpsuit after jumpsuit and handed them out to the recipients. "I hope they fit." As they got passed around to their new owners, some members burst out laughing while others stared at them in horror. While the color didn't clash too much with the light blue ones they already had, it would certainly make sure they were never lost in a crowd again.
"Hot pink?" The Mon Calamari had a decidedly sick look on her face.
Prat, on the other hand, burst out laughing. "We'll blend into our room like a wampa in a crowd of Talz, won't we Dan."
The Alderaanian couldn't do more than nod his head. "It's going in the bottom of my drawer," he muttered loudly enough for only Jess Jess to hear. When her wide smile appeared, he was the only one that knew why.
After a few other comments about the awkwardly colored uniforms, when Baka was seated smugly at the end of the table, Emaz remembered something he'd meant to mention to his old friend earlier. "I happen to know that there's a job opportunity waiting for you at Xa Fel."
"Really? Shuttling or shipping?" The captain leaned forward and stared expectantly at the Gand.
"Shuttling."
"Do you know much about the person?"
"Yes, but I think I'll let her tell you about herself."
"And keep us in suspense," Janua finished for him, even though he had not intended to say anymore.
"Well, I'd better get going. I wish I could fraternize with you more, but you have no clue how many appointments I pushed back to come to your rescue."
"I'll be glad to repay the favor sometime." The Gungan noticed that he was already switching to more formal wording, even though he probably didn't realize it.
The vice president stood and made his way over to the door. No one moved to show him out; he knew where to go and was more like a visiting family member than a guest.
"Bex," Jess Jess said, standing, "take us to Xa Fel. I think I'll get used to my own bed again."