Liquid climbed out of his simulator, as the rest of Aegis was doing the same. It was time for a good night's sleep, and maybe even some pool with JMac. He headed for the lounge, hoping to catch his friend, but JMac wasn't at his usual spot at the bar, nor anywhere in the lounge. Liquid ran back to his bunk, expecting JMac to be there, using the refresher or something. All he found was a message on his datapad, Liquid pushed the button and opened the message. "Liquid, it was great having you as a bunk-mate, and even better as a friend, I'm off to the Naval High Council position now, I'll see you next time I stop by the lounge...or not...but, I'll never forget what you've taught me about computers, or flying, even though I always beat you in that department. Cya! JMac" Liquid put his datapad down, remembering the good times with JMac from previous missions and such. Liquid smiled as he saw the adult diaper that was laying on JMac's former bunk. He remembered JMac going around the lounge in it saying "Oh what a pretty girl I am." "Oh Well," thought Liquid, "He's now with higher command, he might be back later, but he'll never be forgotten in Aegis." Liquid let out a sigh after that thought. He knew he'd have to find a new bunkmate. Liquid went out in search of the newest member of Aegis, Rusty, and found him sitting in the lounge. He was sitting down to a glass of his favorite drink, Correllian Whiskey. "This guy's gonna be perfect for my bunk, he likes my favorite drink!" Liquid thought, sitting down next to Rusty. "You got a bunk yet?" Liquid asked, ordering a Correllian Whiskey for himself. "Not quite yet," Rusty replied, downing the tall glass in a gulp. "You wanna be in mine?" Liquid asked, hoping that Rusty would join him. "Sure, let me grab my stuff," Rusty said, picking up his bags. "I'll show you the way," Liquid said, downing his whiskey and jogging to keep up with the large ewok. =========================================== Back in the sims =========================================== Liquid pulled his helmet on after a good night's rest. It was time for the next mission, he brought up the outline on his datapad. =========================================== You are to be flying in your standard T/A in this mission. You will be escorting an Imperial Corvette, the Runner to Lopen to pick up supplies, then you will be escorting it to Bluepoint 5. You will meet 2 squadrons of X-wings, and 1 squadron of A-wings, expect these pilots to be very difficult to kill. =========================================== Liquid gritted his teeth, for the past 2 days, he had been flying different craft, and now, he was finally gonna be back in his nice, familiar Tie Advanced. He jumped into the simulator and started up the mission. He commed into Sk8, and waited for instruction. "Ok, everyone, you are to form into flights, flight one, you will be flying point for the Runner, flight 2, you shall be flying on the port side of the Runner, and flight 3, you'll be flying on the starboard side. Got it?" Sk8 asked, expecting nothing but the best from his Elite squadron. "Yes sir," Lonewolf commed in, informing his Flight members of their positions. "Yes sir," Liquid commed in, also telling his Flight members of their positions. Aegis formed up and flew to their positions, ready for anything that the simulator decided to throw at them.   ----------------------- ADJ:NTO/IA/EFL/WO1 Liquid/Aegis 3-1 (Aegis Nine)/Phoenix Wing/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)(=SA=) TRN/JRN Liquid/TBA/TBA/VEDJ/(VP) I am the TO's Adjutant, and the FS's instructor's assistant. Any questions? please direct them to: Me Aegis ||| Naval Academy ||| Flight School

Falling into position with the rest of his flight, PJ checked his systems one more time as they moved in to engage the nearest enemy starfighters. "Flight 2, this is Five...engage the nearest fighter and let 'em have it." Lonewolf ordered over the comm. "Copy that," came the responces from his squadron. Targeting the X-Wing on the left of the rebel formation, PJ cranked up his shields and lasers..letting it come to him. Linking his fire, the sensors showed it at 2.5 kliks and closing fast. "Five, this is Eight...enemy in range." Breaking off from the rest of his flight with a quick drop and roll, PJ sat ready as his target slipped in and out of his sights. Shifting his vector to get it back, he pulled up and linked his lasers. PJ quickly rolled to avoid colliding with his target as it zipped past underneath him. As the X-Wing continued to fly in a straight line, PJ cut his throttle to 1/3 and banked, putting him in hot pursuit of the rebel starfighter. Readjusting his shields, he began to slowly cut the distance between them. As he closed in PJ tried hard to keep the rocking fighter in his sights and every now and then got a hit on the X-Wing only to see them disperse in it's shield. Suddenly, PJ's TIE shook as he noticed he had picked up another fighter somewhere along the way. "Need some help with over here," he called...hoping some would be free enough to aid him.
 
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Aegis Flight Member Commodore PJ
FM/COM PJ/Aegis 2-4(Aegis 8)/Wing 1/mSSD Atrus//VE
(=A=)(=SA=)(=MA=)(=FOCE=){SVx2}{VC-Silver Trim}{NDM}{SoV}[BRC][IOC]

Rusty was the last to enter his sim. He pulled the harness over his head, and it felt cold on his bushy fur. He was glad that they had not failed on the last mission when they had their second crack at it. He felt a little drunk though…too much damned Corellian Whiskey. He formed up with the rest of the group. Soon a swarm of X-Wings flew into the scene. He already had one on his tail, being drunk helped him, he tried more crazy maneuvers to shake these people. He didn’t really care what happened, all that alcohol was making it feel easy and care-free. So he pulled a few stunts, and lost one of them. He hit the brakes and left the other hurtling into space. Rusty got on his tail, and let a few blasts escape. He couldn’t seem to hit his target, but at least he was keeping one of them occupied. He held the trigger and just let the blasts fly. He wasn’t too worried about accuracy, c’mon he’s drunk…So he just let the green rain fly. Finally he started hitting the ship. He was slowly lowering the rebel bastard’s shields. He heard constant complaints of being out numbered and such over the com. Rusty drunkingly replied “meh, just do your damn job.” And he resumed to lowering the X-Wing’s shields.
 
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EFM/SCRW Rustichituk/Aegis 3-3/Wing 1 (Phoenix)/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)

PJ tried to keep on target with the X-Wing in font of them, while being careful to avoid the attacks coming behind him. A third X-Wing had joined the party and PJ was beginning to feel a little too popular. Juking, weaving and rolling away from the enemy fire as the X-Wings advanced. The distance between them decreased to .25 of a klik. Taking one last shot at his target, rolled and cut his throttle. The two rebel pilots shot past...one of which right into PJ's sights. Two quad laser blast later it was on the verge of being disabled as more and more of it's systems malfunctioned. Scanning his radar for the other two combatants, the Aegis pilot found that both had turned and were now flying in formation towards him. Once again PJ was dodging red laser fire as they closed in on him. Bobbing and weaving, he targeted the fighter he had previously been chasing. It’s shields were slowly recharging as it advanced, but one good shot by the T/A and they would be out again if not worse. Opening fire on the damaged X-Wing, it quickly exploded into a ball of fire. Meanwhile, the second X-Wing had closed a ton of ground, weaving once more PJ’s cockpit shook from a slight impact. Being much quicker to recover and turn around he was soon in pursuit of the rebel pilot, though it was far more skilled than the other two he had faced. No matter what he did the X-Wing was able to stay out of his laser’s sights. Switching to his warheads, PJ slowly found a lock on the rebel and launched. As he had guessed, it attempted to roll out of the way of the incoming explosive. Unfortunately for it, it’s roll put him directly into PJ’s sights and he opened fire. As the warhead clipped the wing of the X-Wing, PJ put one more quad shot into it’s engines causing it to explode.
 
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Aegis Flight Member Commodore PJ
FM/COM PJ/Aegis 2-4(Aegis 8)/Wing 1/mSSD Atrus//VE
(=A=)(=SA=)(=MA=)(=FOCE=){SVx2}{VC-Silver Trim}{NDM}{SoV}[BRC][IOC]

Turning his TIE towards the now fully crippled X-Wing, PJ put two shots into it's hull...watching it break apart. As he flew through the debris he looked at his radar, scanning for another target. The numbers were once again beginning to even out. So far, nine of the X-Wings had been destroyed and at the moment, Aegis squadron had yet to suffer a casuality. Having no fighters on himself just meant that somewhere his fellow pilots were being outnumbered two, three and even four to one. Seeing Rusty and Liquid trying to handle six fighters, PJ sped off into their direction. Being a few kliks away, he took the time to check out how the others were faring...most of them seemed to be doing well holding their own against the increased rebel force. One of the newer additions to the squadron...Rusty...seemed to be swerving a little, and not on purpose. Perhaps he did not yet understand just what this job required. To make matters worse he was trying to take four fighters at once and PJ watched the newer pilot's shields slowly diminish...he just hoped he could get there before it was too late. By now, PJ had advanced to within firing range of Rusty and his pursuers. Careful not to accidently hit his squadronmate's already heavily damaged craft he continued to move in on his chosen target...flying headlong towards Rusty...at the last minute PJ rolled and shot a pair of missiles at one of the pursuers watching it veer off course and took the shots in the side...breaking apart before his eyes...one down and three to go.
 
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Trooper Colonel TJ
TRP/COL TJ/4SQD/1PLT//VE
{CDSx2}{ES}{CM GW}{LoCx7}{MSM}[IOC]
LoS/SG TJ/Eagle Sect/Sith//VE
"The average galactic citizen does not fear the Dark Jedi he cannot see, does not think much of the star destroyer that circles beyond the clouds.  He fears the stormtrooper down the street, inside the garrison built to ensure that citizens do not step out of line." -Fury
     *Joined December, 1999*

As the mottled blue view of hyperspace turned into white streaks and those in turn becoming still dots in space, Aegis Squadron arrived and the Correllian Blockade Runner arrived at Bluepoint 5. "Sir, I can see no sign of the platform on my scanners." PJ commented over the comm. "Copy that Eight....I don't see anything either." Suddenly 24 more dots blinked onto their scanners. From 5 kliks away, two full squadrons of A-Wings advanced. "This could be trouble...All pilots break up into flights...Flight 1 engage the first squadron...Two take the second...Three, engage anything that gets to close to the Runner." A series of acknowledgements filled the comm. This was going to be difficult...already several of Aegis Squadron had suffered damage to their systems and some's shields had not even finished restoring themselves. Moving to engage the nearest fighter from his designated squadron, PJ raised his shields and linked his lasers. This was going to become very crazy, very soon. As the A-Wings advanced close to firing range, Aegis Squadron broke off towards their respective targets. 2.5,...2...1.5...red laser blasts erupted from the enemy fighters...attempting to dodge one, many Aegis pilots were met with another lowering their shields slightly. "FIRE!" LoneWolf ordered over the comm. Pretty soon, red and green flashes were everywhere PJ looked. Boobing and weaving, he attempted to avoid fire...but to no avail as some hit their target. The Runner had already taken some damage and was the situation was only getting worse.
 
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Trooper Colonel TJ
TRP/COL TJ/4SQD/1PLT//VE
{CDSx2}{ES}{CM GW}{LoCx7}{MSM}[IOC]
LoS/SG TJ/Eagle Sect/Sith//VE
"The average galactic citizen does not fear the Dark Jedi he cannot see, does not think much of the star destroyer that circles beyond the clouds.  He fears the stormtrooper down the street, inside the garrison built to ensure that citizens do not step out of line." -Fury
     *Joined December, 1999*

LoneWolf took out the fighter that had shot Kain down. His shields were already fried, by now a sight he was already used to. Seeing twenty plus enemy fighters though wasn’t an normal sight, once before was the only time Aegis had been outnumber four-to-one. "That wasn’t easy  either, and we had Tie Defenders!" he realized he picked up his share of fighters on his tail. "Bring it on you Schmucks!" driving into a dive the G’s pulled desperately on his body, "I can handle it can you!" a couple of the A’s broke off into an uncontrolled spin, and LoneWolf helped them by firing a flare, or two. Adrenaline pumped through him, and so did the crimson bolts. He kept on moving the dive into different directions to get them dizzy. He then pulled into an even more insane pull up, he quickly sent a couple of torps seeing the glory of splash damage sending a fighter into debris, and others into his same shieldless condition. He realized he picked up Kain’s reaming share, and a few others who weren’t supposed to be on him. They swarmed him, relentlessly driving the hull down. Alarms broke off and the sim shut off, "Shit! You-" he refrained from saying any more harsh words then went quickly to get a shot of Corellin Ale.
 
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EFL/ESN Lonewolf/Aegis 2-1/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)(=SA=)(=JCPA=)(=SCPA=)[SRC][VC:Ebony]

CM/DJK LoneWolf/Sith/Eagle Sect/VEDJ
Army character: Ares

"Strong men don't give hope, or weaken at the knees at the sign of impossiblity; rather they stand up to face it and dominate that obstical."

Rusty was a bit intimidated by the two squads of A-Wings that had arrived. He had done a fairly good job at keeping his shield percentage up, and the drunkeness was wearing off. He still had the three X’s on his tail, but he didn’t care as long as he took two of them down with him, if those measures were needed. Rusty just locked onto an A-Wing that thought he was home free and took a shot at the Runner. Pissing off a half drunken wookie wasn’t too smart. Rusty blew his A-Wing hull to pieces. Rusty figured that he could try a few maneuvers to shake these X’s. He cut his throttle and did a sharp U turn to find himself behind the X-Wings. Rusty fired away at the unsuspecting rebel scum, taking out two of them with ease. The other one was a bit of trouble as Rusty followed him. But the inevitable happened, Rusty locked on and sat back to watch the fire works. Rusty decided to seek out some more A-Wings to see if any more thought that they could take a shot at Ol’ Runner. Rusty saw a pair of them take a run at the ship. Rusty blasted one, but that alerted the other to his presence. Rusty was on another chase. Soon he picked up an X on his tail. But Rusty was confident that he would get help or he would take the bastard out himself. He fired his cannons, missing the A-Wing. Liquid came out of nowhere and took the X-Wing out from the side, and flew up beside the A-Wing to knock the rebel out. The couldn’t seem to get any shots in. Liquid: “Rusty, this dude’s a veteran, we may be chasin’ him for a while!” Rusty: “I know, but we have the upper hand with two TIE Advanced fighters, he’s got his little A-Wing. I’m not afraid of an A-Wing, rookie OR veteran.” The two chased the A-Wing as it bobbed and wove through the green fire. This is gonna be a tough mission… Rusty thought to himself as he let his cannon fire. Finally he got a shot in, but it wasn’t enough to take the ace pilot of the A-Wing out of the picture. Liquid and Rusty were in for a good chase…
 
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EFM/SCRW Rustichituk/Aegis 3-3/Wing 1 (Phoenix)/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)

Rusty wasn’t too afraid that they would fail this mission, he had heard Liquid being unsure. But confidence is the key to success in missions where your squad is dwindling. I mean they still had Dark Hawk somewhere around here…Rusty and Liquid fired simultaneously to shoot down the Vet A-Wing. Rustichituk caught up with the last two X-Wings, Dark Hawk flew up and got one tailing him, making easy pickin’s for Rusty. Rusty ate away at the X’s shields and Dark Hawk finished him off with a flare. They ganged up on the last X-Wing to finish off that squad. Dark Hawk and Rusty caught up with Liquid who was in a bit of trouble, he had 3 A-Wings on his tail. DH and Rusty took out one each, which alerted the last. He took a few erratic movements, but they shot him down. The three TIE star fighters stayed together. Rusty finally faced the fact that they weren’t going to complete this mission, but he figured that if this was gonna give him practice, that he mind as well stay in. They took a run at a pair of A-Wings that didn’t know they were there and took them out. But they started being pursued by a gang of A-Wings. Rusty knew that his shield was at 5%, and he wasn’t going down without taking at least one of those A-Wings with him. So he cut his engine and took out two of the A-Wings as his ship careened into the rebel scum. Rusty’s sim shut down and he went to discuss the mission with the other downed Aegis members…
 
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EFM/SCRW Rustichituk/Aegis 3-3/Wing 1 (Phoenix)/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)

I sat down in the Aegis lounge, looking out at the downed members of my squadron. Apparently this mission wasn't an easy one. So far it looked bad. I sipped at my coffee, which was cold now. As the nasty liquid squeezed down my throat, I grimaced and decided it was time to get a new cup. I went over to the coffee put and started to brew a fresh pot. I turned around and watched as the group of pilots around stared at the ground, dissappointed and full of dispare. I cleared my throat and said, "So how was it?" Lonewolf stared at me and said, "It wasn't too bad, we just didn't expect those types of numbers. I mean if we would have known from the start what we were up against, it would have went better." After he finished he took a sip of his drink and stared back down at the floor. "Anyone else?" I said as the coffee finished and I poured myself a new cup. I put in some cream and sugar and walked back to my chair. I looked around the room and gave everyone a chance to speak, but no one did. Finally I decided I would have to take charge. "Ok, tell me what you think you yourself did wrong, and be honesty. Maybe this can help us complete the mission successfully. Let's start with you Lonewolf." I said asLonewolf drew attention to him himself by standing up to refill his cup. He froze and stared at me. I smiled and he filled his cup up. All the pilots in the room watched as he stirred the contents of his cup and sat back down."Well?" I said one last time before he began to tell the tale of simulator exprience. One by one I got an account from my pilots of thier heroics in the sims. I learned from each one and began formulatng a new tactic for our next run. This time we would be victorious. Every now and then a new member would file and get some coffee. I could see the look of defeat upon their faces. They too gave their accounts, although they were abbrievated for convience. ------ tally to here   ----------------------- ESCM/1LT Michael "sk8guy" Rose/Aegis 1/mSSD Artus/DEF/VEN/VE      (=A=)(=MA=)(=JCPA=)(=SCPA=)(=UCPA=)[-BRC-][-VC|E-] TRN/ADT sk8guy/VEDJ/m/SSD Atrus      "Unleash the power of the Dragon!" - Michael "sk8guy" Rose

He pushed his head up out of the simulator's cockpit, slamming his helmet down, and becoming more and more angry. "Where was my support???" he shouted, looking to his flight members for an answer. "We were ordered to fail the mission by Sk8, sir," Kain continued, "So, we left you alone to die." "Well, thanks," Liquid said, picking up the second broken helmet and handing it to his r2 droid that accompanied him today, "You know, we could've made it, had you not all given up and gotten some drinks. I understand Rogue's situation, and he should even have been here right now, but, I feel that he is acceptable to fly, and since this is just a sim, he has my go for it." Liquid pulled a third helmet off the shelf, and put it on as Sk8 told him the plan of attack for their next go. He jumped into his simulator, and powered up, ready for anything. Liquid watched as the darkness absorbed into the simulated cockpit of a Tie Advanced, putting his hands on the familiar controls, and going through his preflight as he went over the mission in his head once more. The pilots would still be at the same level, and he knew that the X-wing corps were one of the harder ones, because they had 2 squadrons. The A-wings have only 1 squadron. Therefore, he knew that he would have to take out at least 4 X-wings, making up for the lax in performance that he had been seeing as of late.
 
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ADJ:NTO/IA/EFL/WO1 Liquid/Aegis 3-1 (Aegis Nine)/Phoenix Wing/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)(=SA=)

TRN/JRN Liquid/TBA/TBA/VEDJ/(VP)

I am the TO's Adjutant, and the FS's instructor's assistant. Any questions? please direct them to: Me

Aegis ||| Naval Academy ||| Flight School

I whipped my stick forward and took up my position on D_Cos's wing. I could tell he was anxious for some kills. As of right now he had very few and we needed more practice, and I was more than happy to oblige. He pulled around onto the tail of an X-wing and fired. The quad linked burst grazed the upper-right wing and sent it shearing off. The X-wing compensated by pulling his wings together and racing around the battle field with his wings locked. I smiled cause I knew he couldn't manuever good and his lasers wouldn't work in that position. He had to a rookie."Finish him off D_Cos." I shouted over the comm. I wathced as two quick bursts of green laser fire connected with the X-Wing, exploding it into a giant fireball. D_Cos yelled over the comm, but was quickly silenced as the next squadron of X-Wings exited hyperspace. 5 of the original X-wings remained,not too bad. I took the lead over D_Cos and armed my missles. The new wave of X-wings was still out pretty far so I knew I had a chance with missles. D_Cos followed my lead. I picked a nice group of the X shaped fighters and waited for a tone. I linked my missiles together for dual fire and fired off two quick barrages. The missiles streaked intowards their target, exploding the X-Wing and then the second missiles hit, making the inferno even larger and consuming three more of the surrounding X-Wings. I wathced as two X-wings exited the firey ball, obvisously badly damaged. I throttled up and prepared to engage them with lasers. D_Cos's missiles didn't have the effect mine did, but he locked onto two different fighters and got them. The same results with a different tactic. The two remaining X-wings from my assualt tired to flee, but their fighters flew straight. It was safe to assume they had lost their manuevering engines and stablizers. I swung my advanced around behind them and finished each one off with a quad linked burst, dead center into their fuselages.
 
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ESCM/1LT Michael "sk8guy" Rose/Aegis 1/mSSD Artus/DEF/VEN/VE
     (=A=)(=MA=)(=JCPA=)(=SCPA=)(=UCPA=)[-BRC-][-VC|E-]

TRN/ADT sk8guy/VEDJ/m/SSD Atrus

     "Unleash the power of the Dragon!" - Michael "sk8guy" Rose

PJ slid in behind of one of the few remaining X-Wings...so far Aegis' new tactic had proved very effective. Many of the enemy had now been destroyed and the rest were slowly taking damage as well. Meanwhile, Aegis in general had taken very little damage from the X-Wings...no permanent damage had yet to be done. The small beeping became a constant tone as PJ obtained a missle lock. Pulling the trigger, he watched as the X-Wing was ripped apart by the point-blank missile shot. Scanning his radar for another target, PJ found Rusty trying to shake another X-Wing off his tail. Swinging his fighter around to help his fellow pilot. Targeting the attack rebel, banked and intercepted the enemy just as Rusty zipped past. With a fury of fire, PJ had taken out the X-Wings shields and as they passed eachother. Watched on his scanners as Rusty turned and wasted the rebel pilot. "Nice going Rusty," PJ congragualted over the comm. "Thanks for the help Peej," he heard Rusty respond. So far so good as a good number of their pilots had already returned to full power. By now, the rest of the X-Wing squadron had been eliminated and Aegis began to form up around the Runner as they continued on their journey to Lopen.
 
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Aegis Flight Member Commodore PJ
FM/COM PJ/Aegis 2-4(Aegis 8)/Wing 1/mSSD Atrus//VE
(=A=)(=SA=)(=MA=)(=FOCE=){SVx2}{VC-Silver Trim}{NDM}{SoV}[BRC][IOC]

  The droid cocked its head to one side. "Sir? I don't understand."   "You will. In fact, why don't you head on down there yourself? We'll talk more later."   "Of course." With that, the black droid turned and exited the room.     Darkhawk took a few minutes to unpack his things. He was living in a solitary cabin for now, until Aegis's One Flight gained a new member. If he pulled a few strings, he might keep his personal quarters. After all, he was a Commodore. He wasn't too big on staying with a newbie ... or was he? After all, he had worked with rookies the past sixth months as the TO. Maybe having a new guy in the room wouldn't be too horrible after all.   Either way, he could worry about that later. The young Commodore stopped briefly at his Holopad to relay some orders to his ex-liason officer over on the Devastator. He still had some personal belongings over on that ship that needed to be brought over to the Atrus. Like, his Navy uniform for one thing. Darkhawk smiled as he saw the box on his bed that contained his old Aegis Squadron insignia, ranging from the Squadron Patch to his old Flight Member pin. It sure would be fun to get those back on the old uny.   Changing into some fresh clothes, a tan jumpsuit, he headed for the simulators. There had been some changes in Aegis Squadron, or so he had read on the ComNet, and he was looking foward to seeing Kain again. But if he didn't get into the Sim quick, he was sure Lonewolf would kill him.
 
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ADJ:NTO/SCAP/EFM/COM Darkhawk/Aegis 1-3 /mSSD Atrus - ISD II Devastator/DEF/OFF/VEN/VE/(=A=)(=SA=)(=JCPA=)(=SCPA=)(=FCO=)[LoC][BRC][VC:Ebony]

DLS/CM/SG Darkhawk/Eagle 1-1/mSSD Atrus/VEDJ/VE/(CR)

On his way to the simulators, at a brisk trod, Darkhawk ran into Captain Bear. "Bear!" he shouted out, halting the other officer in his tracks. "What are you doing on the Atrus?" Bear shook Darkhawk's outstretched hand and replied, "Oh, nothing. Just checking on a few things with Riel. How have you been? I never really expected you to step down as Training Officer so soon. It came as a bit of a shock." "Well, you know how that can be," Darkhawk replied. "You should know more than anyone." Bear nodded. "I'm sure you had your own reasons, and good ones at that. How does it feel to be back with Aegis?" "Well, actually," the Commodore responded, "I don't know. I've been on leave and just now am reporting for duty." Bear smiled. "Damn, I still remember the first day you walked into the Kaph Squadron war room." "It's been awhile." "Tell me about it. Those were the good old days, DH." Darkhawk patted his friend on the shoulder. "Maybe you should join Aegis in a few months, shuffle out of a command position. You know, kick back and relax with PJ and me." "I don't know about that. But ... maybe you should get your butt on over to the Simulator?" Darkhawk's eyes lit up. "Ah! You're right! I'll see you around, all right?" "Of course. Good luck!" "Thanks, Bear. Don't work yourself too hard."
 
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ADJ:NTO/EFM/COM Darkhawk/Aegis 1-3 /mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)(=SA=)(=JCPA=)(=SCPA=)(=FCO=)[LoC][BRC][VC:Ebony]

DLS/CL/SG Darkhawk/Eagle 2-1/mSSD Atrus/VEDJ/VE/(CR)