E1S1 - Assignment

Zane is currently in civilian clothing; his armour is in his pack. He wears no alliance insignia (it is all on his armour).

"That's the ship they're making me fly. I hope you're a competent gunner. Too many turret weapons for my liking."

"So Kalavera, where am I flying this pile of junk?"

Zane looks up and smirks.

"I hope it is close by. The sooner we are done the sooner I can get back in a snubfighter and do some real good for the rebellion. Or the republic. Or whatever we are calling ourselves this week."

"I know who I am fighting. I destroy Imperial ships. And I'm awesome at it. Why I am fighting is my business."

Zane pauses

"I have my gear here. And yes, Gakli is on board. Happy to get going as soon as possible."

Kalavera nods, suppressing a sigh at the attitude. It was, unfortunately, not the first time she'd encountered it before with the Rebellion, though. Well, his attitude wasn't her problem, yet. Glancing around the bay one last time, she nods again and says, Sure, fine. Still, information is power in a war, and despite the victories we've had, this is still a war. I'm going to go grab my gear, I'll be back."

Turning away before he can respond, Kala begins to make her way towards the quarters she's been living in on base to gather up her stuff.

Zane sits mulling over his situation, fidgeting with his cred chip.

His father had taught him these tricks, much to the annoyance of his mother. Father had said that pilots had to keep up their precision; that tiny movements meant life or death. But even father had told him to stop when he got too good at them.

Hypocrites, all of them. The rebellion was no better, sending him off to run taxi duty because they couldn't deal with a skilled pilot showing their mediocrities up.

Zane had heard that Imperial pilots derided the Rebels. Tie fighters took skill to fly, they said. Rebel fighters had shields to take the first few mistakes. In a tie every move was life or death. It was a shame that the Empire was even more full of self-important idiots than the Rebellion. Fighting alongside pilots who thought like that, that would be a true challenge.

As Kalavera returns, he stands and picks up his pack.

"After you"

Lugging all of her gear across the base wasn't fun, but she didn't know what the situation would call for once they got to Formos, so better to have it all. At least that was how Kala figured it. So it took her a little time to get back to the ship and was a little surprised to find it closed, but figured that maybe they were just trying to be ready to go. Seeing Zane she nodded at him when he spoke and headed towards the closed boarding ramp. "I'm sure you closed the ship up for a reason, but yeah. Let's get out of here. Once we get underway I'll give you and Gakli some more info about what we're doing..."

Kalavera steps over to the entrance to the ship and presses the pad that would trigger the ramp to open and she gets a high voice instead of an opening ramp, "No Zane I told you, you cannot come aboard until Kalavera Sena arrives."

"Well, then I guess we both can board the ship, yes? You must be Gakli. At your convenience..." Kala says, glancing over at Zane with a slight smile on her face. She wondered what the pilot had done to so annoy the mechanic, but figured she'd hear about it soon enough and instead chose to stand and wait for the ramp to be lowered.

"Your not Kane. Who are you?" Apparently her running under the radar within the Alliance must have meant that this Gakli did not recognize her.

"Kalavera Sena, at least last time I checked. If you'd be so kind as to open the door, I think it's time we got underway..." Kala says with a sigh. All of her stuff made for quite the bundle, and she was more than looking forward to stowing it in a bunk on the ship.

Zane hefts his gear onto his shoulder, smiling slightly at the exchange.

"Oh.. okay." The ramp lowers allowing entrance into the ship. As Kalavera walks up she is met by a barely three-foot tall individual. "Hi," it says in a somewhat high-pitched voice, "I am Gakli so where are we headed?" Then she looks past Kalavera to Zane, "and you! You better not get this ship all shot up or nothing like you normally do... fly boy."

"Nice to meet you, Gakli. Zane knows where we're going, I'm gonna go get my gear stowed while we get underway. To Zane's credit a lot of our recent missions have involved a lot of combat. Just getting through them can be challenging enough. Still, though, I'd prefer not to get shot up if we can avoid it..." Kalavera says, nodding at the engineer and hefting her gear. As she walks up and into the ship she glances around, trying to get a gauge of how functional the ship is.