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"I'm not compatible with droids... My luck ain't that good with 'em That's why I try not to take one into space with me. Unless its necessary, I prefer to do things manually. If I can't trust myself, I dare not trust others. Its just the way I've learned things." Orrin said displeased. "But he's not my droid, so I won't say any more."

((You'll be able to tell when they go up in space. Its a known fact that the DS trench run was like... pay-per-view tv.))

"So... Hot chocolate?" Orrin asked, offering an arm.

((You mean like, everyone else as in the rest of the rpers, or where their characters are in the story.))

Orrin bought a drink for Zendia, but sirens quickly blared out.

"Ruby squadren, report to your ships immediately." the com blared.

"What the..." Orrin said confused. He went out of the mess hall, and grabbed a soldier running by. "What the hell's going on?"

"Si-i-i-r-r-r-r... The De-e-e-e-th-th-th-th star's here! Ruby and Silver are going to try and take it out. Emerald is supp-pp-p-psoed to be on call, in case they fail. Teh base has begun evac!"

With that Orrin let the man go, as he skittered off. Freight was being moved whatever was necessary, anything that might not be needed to supplant the fighters taking off.

Orrin grabbed Zendia. "Come on, let's go watch them take off! Hell, this death star supposedly has enough firepower to destroy this moon, and we'll never have enough time to get out of here if the fighters fail. I'm not hip on that, technological mumbo jumbo, and watching the screen. I have a feeling that if we succeed, it'll be a sight i'll never see again. Whadda say? Moonlight sanata and a laser light or firework show? either way, we'll be dead, or be prime for the view. There's a perfect spot on the temple I spotted from the air, It'll take a bit to get up to the top, but I figure that we'll see them take off, and whatever happens, we'll have enough for a tale to tell whatever kids you have. Not to mention you can get some satisfactory feelings if we do kick their asses back to the main fleet."

Orrin was excited, mostly due to the fact he hadn't slept, and that he felt that if she were to cheer up, his guilt might leave him. He overheard some shouting from the fighter bay.

"You want a new droid, this one's pretty beat up!"
"Not on your life mister. Me and this here droid have been through alot together."

Orrin glanced one more time at Zendia. "Its now or never. And I go by Carpe Diem. It's kept me alive so far..."

Zendia chuckled on passing the pilot talking about the droid he's "been through a lot with". "I know how he feels," she told Orrin with a smile. With a more pensive note, she nodded to him. "Sure, why not?" As she followed him, she added, "Though, I must admit, on some level, I'd feel a lot better if I were going upstairs with them," she added with a sigh.

(( Both. They're slacking off! xd ))

Zendia gingerly followed Orrin outside, and chuckled at the sentiment that he bellowed out. Get them for Alderaan, too! "Hey, thanks," Zendia told Orrin as she took a sip of the hot chocolate. With her other hand, she joined Orrin in waving to the receding forms of Silver's Y-wing and Ruby's X-wings.
"Here's hoping they knock that thing out of space," she gingerly told Orrin. Overhearing the bit about on call, she also mentally added, And, I'll only be too glad to shove a proton torpedo down the throat of whoever's in charge of that flying Death Ball.

"Carpe Diem, my duckie. Carpe Diem," was all Orrin could say, as he watched teh glowing engines pulse towards the gas giant.

"Its not fun to sit out here for twenty minutes, so let's get some entertainment. I put in a couple radios in key areas, just for fun, and to find out what's going on sometimes. You never know when gossip is useful. I like to use it to find out when the guards are in the bathroom for some pranks on Ruby, but I think that the battle room might provide an interesting radio play."

Orrin helped Zendia up the side of the Ziggurat, until he reached a ledge above the Hangar doors. He sat down, and let his legs over the side, and pulled out a small reciever, and turned it on.

"All fighters report in," it announced.

"Looks like we're in for pay-per-view radio. But I garuntee the ending will be better than watching that screen."

Orrin looked at Zendia oddly, then shook his head.

"Don't get used to this. And don't be spreading this around the fleet, or my rep will be damaged. Emerald a*****e must be as his name suggests." Orrin looked down at the ground, and sighed. "I really don't know why I'm doing this. This won't last long. I think I'm just reminded of Amy when I look at you. But then again, you two don't look too much alike. I guess being the only girl in the squadron makes you stand out. Otherwise I may have said that to one of the guys... Something makes me feel good that we aren't part of the imperial navy, otherwise I'd be singing some odd songs and be wary of the bathroom."