Renegades and Rogues.
Chapter 2
Wedge Antilles was wondering just what Admiral Ackbar had in store for Rogue Squadron this time. Their last mission had them playing pirates and trying to steal a supper star destroyer right from under Zinj's nose.
"Ah, Commander. Good to see you again."
"Good to see you, too, Sir. May I ask why you wanted to see me?"
"Certainly. I've noticed that Rogue squadron is still catching up from attrition. Correct?"
"Yes. We are still one pilot short of a full squadron. Why?"
"There is a new class of Academy graduates just out of training. I believe one of them would be a perfect fit for Rogue squadron." The Admiral handed Wedge a disk. "This has her file and Scores on it."
"Thank-you, Sir. But, may I ask why you believe that this cadet would fit into the Rogues?"
"Because, this cadet is from a rebel base behind Imperial lines, or I miss my guess." The Admiral smiled and dismissed him.
Wedge reviewed the file later with Wes Jansen, his Second-in-Command.
"Good marks, reasonable behavior, perfect marksmanship. Why does the Admiral want her in this squadron?" Wes was seriously perturbed over this order.
"He believes that she has spent time with the rebellion, or a similar installation behind enemy lines recently. It would explain her skill with flying and multiple weapons." Wedge handed Jansen the file.
Name: Beatrice Luxton
Age: 25
Hair: brown
Eyes: green
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 135 lbs.
Home Planet: Teranha
Rank: Pilot
Personal Ship: T-65 X-wing
Astromech: Hot-wire
Other Skills: fighter maintenance, hand-to-hand combat (armed and unarmed), multiple languages, disguise, intrusion, proficient flight capabilities in various craft, espionage, sniper duties, communications, and booby traps.
Notes: Extreamly protective of her fighter.
Jansen looked up and said,"When can we get her?"