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Ambrosia
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Needed Release (Hunter-Morrell and Amby)

November 27, 2008 3:39:58 PM

"Dammit all..."

The single phrase rolled over her lips, with her Gungan accent of course, as she stepped through teh doorway of her Condo. She allowed her sea-foam eyes to glance around the expanse of her living space, and a small smile flickered across her lips. With a shake of her head, her fin like ears flopping about abit, she stepped further into her space and the door slid closed behind her with it's electronic hiss of moving gears. Many thoughts have been going through her head. Some of which were completly unrelated to anything, and some that were slightly more bothering to her. Such as: What was she going to do now? How was she going to really prove to her brother that she could become on of the best Navy Crewman out there? But it was no matter. She'd have plenty of time to think all of this over.

Ambrosia made her way further into the condo and set down teh shoulder bag that she carried on her couch. A soft sigh rolled over her li[ps as she then made her way to her Computer display that she used for just about everything. After logging on, she paid a visit to the PPC and then checked the stocks. Why though? She had no shares. Ha. Then, she finally got to checking her messages. What's this? One read 'Training'.

Opening it, she sighed as she read. It said that she had been assigned a Training Mission. And that she had also been assigned someone to help her through it. Who though? The message didn't say.

"Guess messa find out when he gets here..." Another sigh. Dang. This Gungan sure was in need of some form of release wasn't she? Wow. But wait.. Maybe this training mission would give her this release. She had so pent up stress from trying to figure out teh workings of the Navy, missing her brother, and - to top it all off - wanting to get promoted from this lowly position. But hell... That last one probably wouldn't happen for a while.

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Hunter-Morrell
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RE: Needed Release (Hunter-Morrell and Amby)

November 27, 2008 3:54:11 PM

Hunter cracked his knuckles as his Firespray, the DeathBringer, exited hyperspace over Abrae. He brought it down through the atmosphere towards the coordinates that were given to him. As a condo came into view, obviously the new pilot's, he angled down toward it, relieved to discover it had a landing pad. Setting it down, he clambered out of the seat and through the back, out onto the pad. Looking around, he wondered where to go next.

Surely, the pilot would of heard me by now.

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Ambrosia
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RE: Needed Release (Hunter-Morrell and Amby)

November 27, 2008 4:04:49 PM

Her lithe, long digits continued to fly across the keys, checking more of her messages, and typing teh beginning to the report that was due on Friday. Hopefully she'd have it sent in by then. Then, a sound came to her large ears. The sound of an approaching ship. Of course she was able to hear it easily. Those large gungan ears of hers allowed her to do so. It was kind of funny really. Shaking ehr head ans grumbled and got up from her desk, after locking access to her Net.

Ambrosia made her way over to the span of three glass windows that showed the landing pad attached to the condo complex. Hm. A pilot was climbing out of the ship that had just landed. That must be the pilot who was assigned to help with her training mission. A shake of her head and her mental state was back into her normal mode. Happy and joyace and ready for anything.

Running her hands over her uniform, she straightened up the fabric and hurried to the metal slidding door the lead out to the landing pad. They opened when she was near and she stepped outside. A quick and bow to the other pilot and she straightened up again.

"Evening, sir. Messa Ambrosia Fultarae. Newly graduated Crewman. Nice to meet yousa, sir." Her bright sea-foam green eyes sparkled with anticipation of the training mission to come.

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[This message has been edited by Ambrosia (edited November 27, 2008 4:05:14 PM)]

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