[Rav Devaroo]

The Shistavanen chucked and moved swiftly into the office, nodding to the Togruta. He turned the datapad to face the Besalisk.

"Updated list of damaged Spitfires Chief. Some dumb flyboy put oil in SF-73's coolent intake. I've got Jenkins flushing the system."

He sniffed, looking around the office.

"I'd like permission to help the locals with repairs and such. Once all our equipment's up and running again of course."

[Chief Po'xin]

The Chief looked at the datapad, one of his lower arms taking the pad while his upper arms continued typing away at a report. He grunted and said, “Permission huh, I don’t mind it, but it comes after any duties around here. We gotta help the people but it won’t do us any good if we don’t keep our equipment running to regulation.”

“Talk to Captain Hurn, she’s running that mission. See what she needs.”

[Rav Devaroo]

"You know it Chief. I reckon we can get the bays cleared by mid afternoon, I'll look for the Captain."

He gave the Chief a nod. "If you need me for anything I'll be in or under a Spitfire. Oh, and I've got an idea for a new piece of gear, something useful. I'll let you know if anything comes of it."

[Chief Po'xin]

“Good… oh and take a look at some of these civilian ships, a few came in with more holes than sense. Commander wants them serviceable if possible. I hate to waste good techs on that, but orders are orders,” Chief added.

“Also make sure to fill out a 245B-G for requisition reimbursement, these repairs ain’t free,” he finished.

[Rav Devaroo]

Rav felt his shoulders sloop a little at the mention of the civilian vessels. They were never regulation spec and the owners were rarely grateful.

"Sure thing chief. Good ol' form 245B-G. Better get myself a new stamp. Okay back to it. I'll send you the updated damage logs this afternoon."

Having checked in he left the chief to his work and set off to find out how many civilian ships there were.

[Baesal Zyn]

Baesal was already looking at the manuals when she saw Rav pass by.

''Erm sorry, could I have a word?''

[Rav Devaroo]

"Huh?"

Rav paused on his paws as he left the Chief's office. He wasn't expecting to be addressed.

"I got a crapload to do, but sure, why not?"

[Ashla Vyliis]

“That’s what you call her? What does your pilot call her when he’s radioing and too embarrassed to say that out loud?” He pushed a hand through his curls, neck craned up to examine the ship.

"It's her name." Ashla says slightly annoyed. "And I don't care what people think when I radio in."

[Dr. Cole Ormont]

“Right,” it seemed he’d hit a sore spot, and Ashla didn’t have a lot of those. She’d always been prickly about her past, and he guessed that Endless Slaughter was linked in some way to a childhood that she defended vehemently because it was one of the few things she owned. “Let’s have the grand tour, then.”

[Ashla Vyliis]

Ashla takes him on board and gives him a quick tour (quick because there's not much to show in a small ship). There are few personal possessions, but there was a few children's drawings, including one that looks suspiciously like a blond man holding some sort of device.

As Ashla takes him up to the cockpit, she sits in the seat and speaks, "Have you ever flown before? Or have you just always been a passenger?"

[Dr. Cole Ormont]

“Always a passenger, I flunked my piloting aptitude test,” he ran a hand through his curls and realised what he’d said wrong. It was Ashla’s other trigger: questioning her independence. “In fact, I failed it three times.”

[Ashla Vyliis]

"Too bad we're here. I would take you out and try to teach you a thing or two. Maybe if we're on Coruscant together sometime. But if you need to go somewhere, and I don't have another duty, I can take you wherever you need."

[Dr. Cole Ormont]

“I appreciate that,” he was genuine, “the freedom must be nice.”

[Ashla Vyliis]

"Yeah. There's a sense of peace when you're in space. Looking at all things throughout space, the planets, the stars, you realize how insignificant you are. It makes all your problems see tiny by comparison." Ashla gives a small laugh. "It took me too long to realize that's what meditation was all about."

[Baesal Zyn]

"Huh?"

Rav paused on his paws as he left the Chief's office. He wasn't expecting to be addressed.

"I got a crapload to do, but sure, why not?"

''Sorry I won't bother you for long. It's just that I just heard you were planning to help the refugees and I was planning on that myself...mind if we discuss that later?''

[Rav Devaroo]

Listening in huh?

The big wolf's eyes narrowed slightly before he remembered not to be a jerk about every damn thing.

"Oh. Yeah. Sure." He looked her up and down. "You got any experience, or just a 'can do attitude?"

[Dr. Cole Ormont]

"Yeah. There's a sense of peace when you're in space. Looking at all things throughout space, the planets, the stars, you realize how insignificant you are. It makes all your problems see tiny by comparison." Ashla gives a small laugh. "It took me too long to realize that's what meditation was all about."

Cole nodded in understanding and, although her growth in the last two years had nothing to do with him, he still felt pride, like watching a little sister reaching out after her dreams.

[Baesal Zyn]

''I am an engineer,slash,mechanic myself so I get manage'' she replied

[Rav Devaroo]

Rav nodded. "Alrighty then. Where'd you do your training? Just so we're clear, I don't need another Jenkins I got to worry about, so if you learned your shit at the academy on Ord Mantell maybe I don't need that kinda help."

There was a pause and he grinned... wolfishly was the only way to describe it. "Nah I'm just messin with ya. Names Rav, or Specialist Devaroo."

[Baesal Zyn]

''Ah...'' Baesal was'nt sure of what qualifications she could give ''Oh well...I am Baesal Zyn, nice to meet you''

[Rav Devaroo]

For a variety of reasons the name meant nothing to Rav. He just nodded and offered a paw.

"Great. You wanna grab food later and talk about this? I got a squadron of banged up birds to get space-worthy."

[Baesal Zyn]

Baesal shook the dog-man's paw firmly

''I'll check the camp personnaly and perhaps organise a meeting for those who would volunteer. You are more then welcome to show up and share your know-how.''

[Rav Devaroo]

"Works for me Baesal Zyn. Later." Rav waved and then bounded off on all fours to get to his first assignment of the day. It seemed his tools had been strapped on with exactly this in mind.

[Baesal Zyn]

Baesal looked Rav bounce away waving

''Quadrupeds are so much faster'' she commented before heading out to study

[Ashla Vyliis]

Cole nodded in understanding and, although her growth in the last two years had nothing to do with him, he still felt pride, like watching a little sister reaching out after her dreams.

"Do you ever meditate?" She was a little worried about Cole. He wore the weight of the galaxy on his shoulders sometimes.