It was a time of quiet reflection for Lukas as he stood in his quarters, looking back at the mission that he and his squadron was just a part of. Surviving an entire Rebel assault wasn't fun, to say the least, but it was still a building experience for all involved. Luckily, no lives were lost after the Hammer and Anvil reached hyperspace. Well, except for a lot of Rebels who died for absolutely nothing.

Lukas tried to think that he had gotten at least 10 kills out of the whole ordeal, but just as the number appeared in his head, his comlink lit up with a very familiar voice behind it.

"Chief Petty Officerr Fulfillerr, may I see you in my office?"

Lukas gave off a good smile as he heard Stormz's voice. It was the first time he heard it since his promotion to Wing Executive Officer. He hasn't seen since then, as well, so the thrill of being summoned by him was a bit sudden. But, it was warranted.

"I'm on my way, sir."

Lukas made a dash out of his quarters and headed towards Stormz's office, wondering what he was going to do next. He wanted to have such time of rest after the last mission, but if another mission was heading his way, he was ready for it. He hoped that the rest of Kaph was ready for this mission as well. With his quick steps now slowed as he approached the door, Lukas watched as the door automatically opened for him, seeing Stormz on the other side of the room. Lukas walked in and stood in from of him as the door closed shut behind him.

"You called me, sir?"

"Yes, I did. Fulfillerr, I am send yourr squadrron on a scouting mission. You will be heading to the Nkllon system. I want you to searrch for any hostile fleets surrrrounding the system and rreport back to me as soon as possible.  Do NOT firre at anyone. You will morre than likely lack the firre powerr and speed to defend yourrselves. Do I make myself clearr?"

"Extremely, Lieutenant."

"Excellent. Yourr base of operrations will be handled on boarrd the Lancerr Frrigate RRetrribution. Be ready in 24 hourrs."

"Yes, Lieutenant."

"That is all. Now, how about a quick drrink beforre yourr voyage?"

"Sounds great, Lieutenant."

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The cantina was a buzz as it was full of patrons who wanted a quick bite to eat or a drink to soothe the nerves. At a table, Lukas and Stormz were there as they took to the liking on some Kessel spice wine.

"So, Fulfillerr, how's rrunning the squadrron going forr you?"

"It's something to get used to, sir. I haven't been in this type of role before, but I am confident that the job will get done."

"I like yourr rresolve. It's that type of mental toughness that will rreach overr towarrds your squadrron. They will follow you to the end of time if you lead like that."

Lukas took another sip of the spice wine, enjoying the variety of spicy flavor going down his throat.

"Thank you, sir. Coming from you, that's a real compliment."

"That's why I picked you forr this squadrron. I knew that you werre the rright one to lead this team once I have serrved my time. I'm glad to see that I was rright."

"And you will continue to be right, sir."

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The entire Kaph Squadron was assembled inside the hanger bay of the Retribution. Lukas had placed his gear near his fighter as he had finished his final inspections, seeing that the Interceptor was in top shape as it was ready for another mission. It would be a quieter mission since it was a recon mission, so some energy conversions would be in order.

Just then, a growl could be heard from across the hanger. Lukas turned around to see Stormz entering the hanger bay with his gear in tow. The squadron stood in proud salute as Lukas began to approach the Wookie, wondering what was going on.

"I forrgot to mention that I will be joining you. You haven't a clue how borring it is sitting in that damn rroom all day long."

Lukas gave a slight chuckle before commenting, "We are glad to have you aboard, sir."

Lukas turned and headed back to his fighter, grabbing his gear as he would make the long climb into the cockpit, readying himself for another mission with his wingmates. Placing his gear behind his seat, Lukas nestled himself into his seat as he placed his flight helmet upon him. The familiar scent was a sign that another adventure was on the way, giving him a big smile as he turned the engines on.

Jolinar was in the middle of a sparring match when the order came through to prepare for a mission.  She acknowledged the order, and finished the match quickly.

"Haran, get ready to go.  The squadron's got another mission.  We've got 24 hours to be ready.  You know what to do in my absence."  Jolinar said to her closest friend, and HK-model droid. 

"Query: Which squadron would you be referring to, Master?"  Haran replied. 

"Kaph.  So no, you will unfortunately not be joining us.  You know what to do in my absence.  I trust you have sufficient equipment to take care of your duties." She answered as she stripped out of her clothing on her way to the refresher for a sonic shower, leaving the clothes on the floor in a trail. 

"Answer:  Of course I do, Master."  Haran replied smugly and unnecessarily.

Jolinar pulled on clean undergarments and a clean flightsuit on her way out of the refresher, and reached for her pre-packed bag hanging on a hook in the wall.  She checked to make sure she had at least three changes of clothing and undergarments, socks, a week's worth of toiletries, and plenty of ration bars.  Satisfied everything was in order, she added her sabaac deck, game droid, datapad and some holobooks, music player, and all the weapons and ammo she wasn't carrying on her body.  Her flightsuits had all been modified to hold more hidden weapons than most flightsuits could.  It came in handy on ordinary missions, and was a necessity for her other job.

Jolinar checked her room one final time, grabbed her bag and after a moment's thought her water purifier, and headed off to report to the briefing room.

Hunter had arrived to the hangar to find the whole squadron already there.

Why am I always the last one to arrive?

Sighing, he jogged over to where Fulfiller was standing, snapping off a quick salute as Fulfiller was passed. Slipping into line beside Jolinar, he stood still and waited on the briefing.

***Few Minutes Later***
Hunter let out a sigh of relief as Fulfiller dismissed them and told them to do what they wanted for the next few hours until they arrived in the Nkllon system. Taking that to heart, Hunter was the first one to walk toward the doors. The doors swooshed open, but before he could leave, he heard a very familiar voice, or more like a roar. Pivoting around on his heels, Hunter quickly swept the hangar for the source of the growling. Spotting what looked to be a Wookiee, Hunter grinned from ear to ear and made his way over there. Reaching him, Hunter spotted saw Fulfiller say something, nod and move away. The big Wook was looking around in search of something and turned. Hunter saw his eyes travel down and settle upon himself, and a small smile appear. Stormz, former command of Kaph Squadron and current Phoenix Wing Executive Officer, reached down and gave a playful shove.

“How ya doing, Stormz? Haven’t saw you around here lately. I’m guessing you’ve been busy at your nice comfy desk job, right?” Hunter said, returning the shove.

Stormz didn’t budge one inch. Crossing his arms over his chest, Stormz looked down at Hunter.

[It’s been all but comfy. I swear, I’m getting tired of sitting around all day doing nothing but going over paperwork. I need to go on a real mission so I decided to tag along after Kaph.] Stormz said.

Hunter nodded and walked away.

OOC:

I'll expand on it later