{"id":111,"date":"2009-04-15T16:08:14","date_gmt":"2009-04-15T20:08:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=111"},"modified":"2009-04-15T16:09:54","modified_gmt":"2009-04-15T20:09:54","slug":"vong-war-annals-awkward-situations-4152009","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=111","title":{"rendered":"Vong War Annals – “Awkward situations” 4.15.2009"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Tag was perched on the corner of Indy\u2019s desk when the admiral walked in, juggling an armload of files and her own caf cup.\u00a0 Indy blinked at the other woman a moment, then shook her head.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou still remember my lock code.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou still haven\u2019t changed the overrides,\u201d Tag corrected.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cShould I have?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The Corellian Jedi smirked.\u00a0 \u201cAsk me when I run out of whisky.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Indy laughed, setting the pile of files down on an unoccupied area of her desk and settled into her chair, taking a long, slow sip of caf.\u00a0 \u201cSo what brings you down to officer country this early in the morning?\u00a0 Did you actually make it home last night?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cEarly?\u00a0 It\u2019s 0900.\u201d\u00a0 Tag turned slightly to face her, solidifying her perch.\u00a0 \u201cFigured I\u2019d come down and see if someone\u2019s son tags along to a debriefing.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Indy arched a brow at the other woman.\u00a0 \u201cWhy would she bring Les?\u00a0 He hasn\u2019t been officially commissioned yet.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYet.\u201d\u00a0 The word dangled, heavy with implication.\u00a0 Indy shook her head.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI need bodies, Tag.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cBreathing ones,\u201d the Intelligence officer observed dryly, then smiled briefly.\u00a0 \u201cHis continuing to breathe is why I\u2019m here.\u201d\u00a0 Indy\u2019s puzzled look was met by a wry, almost sheepish smile.\u00a0 \u201cJaq\u2019s a handful, but as a Jedi\u2026I don\u2019t worry about how he\u2019s going to turn out.\u00a0 Les\u2026if half of what your<\/em> padawan\u2019s told me is true, then he\u2019s going to need some guidance.\u00a0 Who better to help him navigate a new path than someone who\u2019s stared darkness in the face before and walked away alive and mostly intact?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cMostly<\/em> intact,\u201d Indy echoed, almost in a murmur, staring at her life-long friend.\u00a0 \u201cYou can\u2019t say that you weren\u2019t scarred by that part of your life.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Tag shrugged, eyes distant for a moment.\u00a0 \u201cI had good anchors to bring me back to myself.\u00a0 Dalsuna,\u201d her voice hitched.\u00a0 \u201cJaq\u2026\u201d\u00a0 She stopped a moment, looking down, then took a deep breath and shook her head.\u00a0 \u201cAnyhow.\u00a0 Les is going to need some sort of guidance, and who else would be available to give it to him?\u00a0 You wouldn\u2019t visit him upon anyone else, and if the rumors are true\u2026well.\u00a0 Then the rumors are true and you need<\/em> me to see to him, rather than anyone else.\u00a0 Don\u2019t you?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Indy waved off the question as someone tapped on her office door.\u00a0 \u201cCome.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 After a hesitant moment the door opened and Janet stepped in. Her eyes had an alertness that defied the fatigue of a body deprived of sleep, but they held no defense against what she had done, nor any excuse for the one she had done it for.\u00a0What was done was done, and no one could do anything about it. Les stepped in behind her, suited in his Jedi robe, hiding within the shadow of the hood he’d pulled over his head – something Janet suddenly noticed with alarm. “Take that off,” she said in a stern whisper that was not to be disobeyed. Les raised a hand and swept the hood back, exposing his head to Indy and Tag, and forced his eyes to meet theirs. Janet saluted her friend.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Indy stood and saluted her back, then waved for her to take a seat.\u00a0 \u201cRumor has it that your trip was…eventful.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Tag said nothing, watching Les for a few long moments, expression impassive as she studied the boy.\u00a0 The fact that he was still in robes spoke volumes.\u00a0 It was a habit she\u2019d never developed, and one that Nylan, once he\u2019d gotten into it, had been broken of fairly quickly.\u00a0 The service that that effect.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Les grew uncomfortable under her gaze, but tried not to show it.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “Eventful….” Janet considered the word. “Yeah, you could say that. I’m willing to fill in any details you require,” she said, trying hard not to sound so formal. Willing to, not happy to, her eyes told her. I do what I must, let the consequences fall where they may.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Indy nodded slowly.\u00a0 \u201cAs long as it\u2019s written up and on my desk by the end of the week, with relevant points illuminated\u2026we\u2019ll call it good, file it away, and never talk about it again.\u201d\u00a0 There was a latent \u2018I hope\u2019 to the end of her statement.\u00a0 She glanced at Tag, whose gaze hadn\u2019t wavered.\u00a0 \u201cYou could<\/em> take him to your<\/em> office, you know.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Tag tore her gaze away from Les, glancing at Indy.\u00a0 \u201cI suppose I could.\u201d\u00a0 She stood up from her perch on the desk and made her way toward the door.\u00a0 \u201cCome on, Mr. Wyler.\u00a0 You and I need to have a chat.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Les tensed even as his shoulders sagged, as if he’d known this moment would come and had been dreading it. Unsticking his feet from the floor, he followed Tag to the other room.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cShe won\u2019t hurt him,\u201d Indy said to Janet, leaning back in her chair.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Janet managed a knowing smile. “I’m grateful for Tag; Les needs a Jedi to talk to.” A pained expression crossed her face, showing Indy how lost she was with him. “There…is hope for him,” she said in half-statement, half-question.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cOf course there\u2019s hope, Janet.\u00a0 If there wasn\u2019t hope for someone after they\u2019d turned and killed someone\u2026.well.\u00a0 There\u2019s hope.\u00a0 I promise.\u201d\u00a0 There\u2019s hope.\u00a0 There\u2019s always hope.\u00a0 Sometimes\u2026that\u2019s all we have left.<\/em>\u00a0 Her gaze drifted to the door.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll admit, I\u2019m not sure what she has planned.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Janet gave a nod. “He’s gone off into something I don’t understand – not to say I don’t understand how he must have felt, but something about his eyes; the way he looked, when….” She stopped abruptly and looked away for a moment, to gather her wits. “I trust her. She knows; she’s been there.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Indy nodded slowly.\u00a0 Most of it was still classified, but at the same time, a lot was common knowledge based on rumors and scuttlebutt.\u00a0 Janet had been part of the inner command circle for long enough that she had been privy to many, many dark secrets.\u00a0 \u201cAye, she has.\u00a0 And she has too much to lose to ever end up there again.\u201d\u00a0 She smiled weakly.\u00a0 \u201cWell.\u00a0 What am I going to do with you, though, General?\u00a0 Sticking around a while?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Janet raised her brows. “Yes ma’am. We’re in this for the duration.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Indy grinned.\u00a0 \u201cGood to hear.\u00a0 I\u2019m out an XO since Kirghy got reassigned.\u00a0 Interested in the job?\u201d<\/p>\n

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