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Narrative for PSG Mission - PSG XA.09 is as follows:


-= CRS: Odin, Med Ops=-


“Chirp…Beep….Whistle…Beep!”

“Scrappy I know we’re a bit bang up but see what you can do about that stabilizer.”

“Damon! I am in trouble!!!! I have nothing and someone is locking onto me!”

“Hang in there Ray I’ll be right there!”

“Whistle …Beep…Chirp…Chirp…. .Beep!”

“Thanks Scrappy good work now hang on back there this is going to be a bit rough!”

“Beep….Chirp?”

“DAMON! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?”

“Beep…. Chirp…. Whaling noise!!!”

BANG!!!!!

“Well we took the hit ok I’m a little banged up but we’re going to be fine……. Oh SLAG….I got a bad feeling about this!”

BOOOOM!!!!!


Damon jolts awake and sits up startled from his nightmare of the events form last mission. After a moment or two he realizes he still in Med Ops and then lies back down wincing from the pain he caused himself from sitting up in such a start. “Scrappy you somehow helped to save three people Ray, James & me.” Damon whispers to himself. He sighs then noticed a data pad on a table near him and decided to slowly sit up this time.


Damon then took a moment to gather himself and reached for the data pad with his good arm. As he did he looked over at the med tech and asked. “Is this for me?” “Yes Captain Stargazer stopped by while you were resting he left it for you.” She replied. Damon smiled then started to read:

Damon,

Hope you get better soon it looks like we both need to hit the simulators. You gave us all a good scare and your Droid Scrappy was a lucky too he somehow ejected as well. He’s pretty banged up….well more than usual I mean but he’s still functioning. The droid techs are patching him up and he’ll be good as new soon.

It seams that little droid of yours impressed not only members of Shock but a good bunch of us as well. Also from what I heard not only did Scrappy manage to eject himself somehow but he got to you. He kept you out of harms way and acted like a homing beacon until you were picked up. Man you sure know how to build your droids but anyway just wanted to say a few words. I also wanted to share some messages from the rest of the gang hope you enjoy them see ya soon.

James


Damon smiles and then says as he looks up at the ceiling. “Well James you just made my day thanks bud.” As he started to read the other messages the battle klaxon suddenly sounded. The Med Tech quickly looked back at Damon to see his reaction and what he try might do. “Wonder what’s going on?” He asks just them Castor come over the com and says. “Greys! We’ve got unidentified Gunboats and Transports on the way in. Assume the Transports want to come after the Odin. Take a flight of X-Wings out first for the Gunboats. A-Wings follow to fly defense. Back up the X-Wings and engage the Transports as needed. All other Greys are locked and loaded, but wait in the bay!”


Damon then stood up wincing a bit as the Female Med Tech raced over to him and asked. “Captain where do you think your going?” “To the flight deck to get my assignment you heard the Admiral he wants us all ready to go.” Damon replies. “Yes he did but that dose not include you beside you are in no condition to be doing anything. You fly boys have got to stop thinking you’re as tall as a wookie and laser proof because your not. You’re in my care and I call the shots here so I suggest you lay back down or I’ll have to sedate you.” She bellows.


Damon just looked at her then said. “Well you’d be surprised what one can do when your adrenaline gets going hurt or not.” “I’m well aware of that fact but I have not cleared you for flying or any other thing. I’m still trying to patch you up this is your last warning lay down or I will sedate you.” Damon pondered for a moment and realized there was no way to win this. Although He didn’t like the fact of being stuck in Med Ops during a battle and knew his only choice was to comply. “Good luck my friends it seams you’ll have do without me on this one.” Damon said to himself as he laid down and went back to reading his messages.



(This ends this Narrative,
MGN Damon Lightwind
Red Squadron CO (Red 1)
Reporting)