Nova wasn't in the mood for a vacation. All he wanted was another mission to kill people. With the loss of so many people etched into his memory, he would remain furious for months. The wookiee knew how to keep his cool and not over react though. He left the briefing room just as straight faced and tired as he had so recently entered.

[Why didn't she just send us that in a comlink message?] he wondered to himself. Instead of meditating on the thought, he allowed it to leave his memory and concentrate on something more relaxing. Like a long simulation period.

Entering his barracks, Nova began his clothing for this "vacation". He pulled out his comlink and asked Saph just where they were going. It did change Nova's packing, but it may for everyone else.

The entire “Iron Horse” squad was shuffled into a small transport that was heading up to the Commonwealth—the Commonwealth was a CR-90, only modified to fit a small hangar bay. There were eight staterooms on the ship, in what used to be a storage bay. After all of the men and women of Iron Horse squad entered the shuttle, it took off and moved up into space. The Commonwealth was waiting for the entire squad—and Bacardi had asked Bacredi (who was his cousin) if he could borrow the  CR-90 Commonwealth for a small trip. Bacredi hadn’t asked where they were going, since he knew that he would either have to get someone to clean out of the sand form the CR-90 or get an entirely new one. As the shuttle went up and met up with the Commonwealth, a tube appeared and it connected the shuttle with the CR-90. They all got out and went through the connecting tube, the hatch closed behind them and the shuttle went back down to the surface.

Bacardi ushered for the squad to follow them—they went through the ship, hallway by hallway. Bacardi eventually led them into their staterooms. “If you need anything, ring me by the communications relay that is next to your bed. We’ll be arriving soon, anyway.” Bacardi walked off. The ship began to head towards Kashyyyk, and Bacardi moved to the bridge’s captain seat. There were seven droids on the bridge—TC-5K8,  R5-P3, R3-A8, R5-A1, C-3Z0, TC-4R8, and TC-34B—they were all operating the current bridge at full operating capacity. A terminal came down from the ceiling and it required Bacardi to type in his password—he did, and it showed the operating capacity of the ship. The ship was running, the engines were a little sluggish… and they were six hours out from Kashyyyk.

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“We are entering the Kashyyyk System, sir.” TC-5K8 said, translating the beeps of R5-P3—who had his terminal-link connected to the hyperdrive’s main board. Bacardi could never translate the beeps of the droid. Bacardi thanked him and told TC-5K8 to go wake up the members of the staterooms if they were in there, and if not, tell the security droids to find them.

After they left Saphira was left on her own for a while. Things were a little too quiet, but after the last mission.. well.. one couldn't blame them. Ty had turned on them when she considered him a friend at one point. It was still hard, and even their SL wasn't around much. Leaving everythign to her for now. It was alright, they would survive and endure.

Well, Better go see what the otehrs are up to.

Walking her way she heard the wookie rumble somethign in his room. Opening the door she leand on the door frame to see the two of them pplaying Sabbacc. They turned and looked at her.

"Deal me in guys... I knwo we dont' got long. Looser buys the first drinks..."


They smiled as she sat and joined into the game.



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When they landed  the  group gathered as Nova lead them down the ramp. Saph had never been to his homeworld. It was definatly going to be intresting considerign they were here as vactionioners and not as troopers. Hopefully they would stay under cover and have a good time.