was home to the Alderaan refugees and a camp surging
with Rebels... That was about as much as Major
Elayne Passik had bothered to learn about it. The
pleas of Mug Zoran for *someone* to help him save
Commander Iyah Xergo had reached her ears. As busy
of a woman as she was, his story hit close to home.
After speaking with her superiors, she decided to
lend her assistance in attempting to save the woman.
She stood on the ramp of her X-wing with a cigarra
in her mouth. She was an aggressive chain-smoker,
especially when she realized she was going to have
to talk to people. 'Mug'... What an unfortunate
With a groan,
Elayne made her way towards the first Rebel officer
she saw. "Excuse me..." She began awkwardly,
assuming that Mug's name had been typo'd somewhere
down the line. No, no. The Rebel officer directed
her towards the house where he was staying and
reassured her that it was correct. Blowing a puff of
smoke in the poor yeoman's face, she continued on
her way towards the house...though, you couldn't
*really* call the thing a house. It was hideous. She
began to wonder if the man she was seeking out was
special. Had Commander Xergo taken advantage of the
mentally challenged? Dropping her cigarra from her
mouth, she squashed it out underneath her boot sole
... and immediately lit another. The potential
presence of a child didn't change her attitude. She
knocked on the door roughly, summoning her best
professional voice. "Mug Zoran!?" She yelled louder
than necessary. Taking another draw from her cigarra,
she stepped back. She prayed she wasn't risking her
next promotion for the sake of the mentally
Mug Zoran was
inside of his wonderful, yet empty house, gathering
what weapons and equipment he could for an all out
attack on the Imperial garrison on Delaya ... by
himself. It was very likely to be a suicide mission,
but he would have rather died trying to save his
wife than sat there doing absolutely nothing.
Everywhere he had looked there was no one foolish
enough to join him in his crusade, and it seemed the
Rebels on Delaya had already written her off. Well
he had not written him off, and neither had Callista.
He was packing spare power cells for his blaster
when he found himself interrupted by the knock at
the door. Whoever it was had picked a very
inconvenient time. Placing the blaster aside he
moved quickly towards the door, opening it, hearing
the Rebel pilot before laying on eyes on her. "Yes?"
he asked, as he stepped back, looking at the unusual
woman with her striking blue hair.
Her dark brown
eyes examined the man who answered the door. It was
clear that she was judging the man named 'Mug'.
Elayne appeared before him dressed in a white tank
top with her jacket covering most of it. Her orange
trousers led into dirty black boots. Her most
unusual trait wasn't the tattoos on her arms and the
tops of her hands, but her blue hair. "Major Elayne
Passik." She introduced herself but didn't offer a
hand. "Your wife is being held in Delaya." She
informed him rather than questioned. "I am here to
offer to help you get her back. The situation is a
bit... personal." She said, adjusting her trousers
just enough that he'd be able to see that she had
cybernetic prosthetics in not one, but both of her
legs. All she'd let him see was her metal ankles
before the trousers fell. She, too, had been a
prisoner of war who suffered massively for keeping
her mouth shut. She only survived her ordeal because
someone cared enough to come save her. She felt it
appropriate for her to do the same for someone else.
halfway outstretched his hand to the Major when she
made it clear she was not one for that kind of
'hello'. "Major," he said, with a polite nod, but
spoken in a tone that let her know he was quite
busy. "What kind of help?" he asked, pressing her
before, she adjusted her pants to reveal the
prosthetics. He cringed slightly, recognizing the
high cost of the way, before calming himself and
revealing the more kindly demeanor that he was known
for. "I'm sorry. Would you like to come in?
Something to eat? Drink?" he asked, as he stepped
aside to let her in if she wanted. "I was just about
to go there myself," he revealed, foolishly, as he
looked towards his pathetic array of old weapons.
Whatever he had planned on doing he had clearly not
given it much thought.
entered the house. The first thing she did was look
upward while pondering how stable the house was. Her
attention shifted downward to the man's cache of
weapons. It was no good. "Do you have coffee?" She
asked, sliding her hand along each individual
weapon. The woman looked at him as he brought up his
stupid, desperate attempt to save his captured wife.
"It surprises me how the Rebels fight for hope, but
sometimes we don't give it." As she reached up to
pull her cigarra from between her lips, he'd see
that very word 'H O P E' sprawled out on her
knuckles excluding her thumb. She lowered herself
down onto a chair. Keeping perfect posture, she
began to speak. "I command the Corsair Squadron."
She announced to him. "I cannot help you on the
ground, but I can cause one hell of a show in the
sky." The woman sounded proud of her skills and the
skills of her men. "Is there not anyone here who
would step up to fight for their Commander? Can you
find no others to join you in your quest?"
Mug nodded at
her request and disappeared briefly into the kitchen
where he attempted to brew some caf. As Iyah's
yeoman, brewing caf was one of his chief
responsibilities. He returned to the room where he
saw her sitting, puffing away, and although he did
not approve of it he did not risk offending the only
one who had offered him any support in the mission
to rescue his fiancé. "Some. There are some Rebels,
Ashori Monceros and Yekaterina Hanson, and..." he
started, but then caught himself before daring to
mention it. "Lady Jelena Rodney, my niece, has
insisted upon coming," he told her, although as he
said the name he regretted it, and in fact was not
entirely sure if he would include her when the time
She perked up.
Lady Jelena Rodney, eh? She had heard of the girl
before. Despite being the daughter of an Imperial
Grand Moff, the Princess endorsed the girl. "A
celebrity?" That would leave five people on the
ground team. There was a lot of room to fail here.
"And all these people understand the risks involved?
I was there the first time we attacked the garrison.
It wasn't simply the people of Delaya who took a
hit. The Imperials are still aching from the last
attack. If we attack them now, there's the
possibility that with enough force, they will leave
Delaya." She ran her fingers through her hair. "Your
report said you have additional information about
where Commander Xergo is being held. May I see it?"
"If one can be
a celebrity based solely on who their father was
then ... yes, a celebrity," Mug quickly shot back,
still not sure what to make of this Major who seemed
to be making herself quite comfortable in his
daughter's dream home. "Yes. We all know the risk.
We all fought on Delaya when the Empire unleashed
its war machine upon the people," he explained to
her, as he looked towards her desperately. "My home
is here now, Major. I don't care what the Empire
does with Delaya as long as I get Iyah back," he
said, as this had become strictly a personal matter
to him. Since losing Iyah he had learned he was weak
and unwilling to make the sacrifice of his family
and loved ones for the cause as he had foolishly
assumed when he had everything. "Yes. Yes of
course," he said, as he moved to retrieve the data
given to him by his sister-in-law. When he returned,
he handed it over towards her, but made a point of
not telling her how he got it or who gave it to him.
to Mug. Apparently he was a risky little yeoman. He
earned a shred of her respect for the lengths he was
willing to go for his Commander...for his *wife*.
"Yes, but *I* care about what the Empire does with
Delaya. I'd rather not completely lose the planet to
their hands. The way I see it, we can kill two birds
with one stone here." She didn't question the data
that he had acquired. She assumed *someone* had died
for it as she took the datadisk. She intended to
review the information when she was alone and assess
the best method of attack. "I will review the
information this evening and return it to you in the
morning. I think we can both agree that the clock is
rapidly ticking down. We need to make a move
quickly. I'd ask that you gather your ground crew
and inform them that we'll be leaving as soon as
tomorrow morning. And please... *please* find some
better weapons than these."
Mug nodded to
the Major, glad that the ball was finally rolling
and he would have a chance at rescuing his beloved
Iyah. "I'll walk you out," he said, as he moved from
the table, leading her towards the door of his
house. In his mind he was planning the speech he
would give to Ash and Kat to inspire them to come,
provided the two would get along given the nature of
Ash's attack on Kat on Delaya. There was also the
issue of whether or not he would include Jelena. He
felt it was too dangerous, but he also knew she
would be furious if she was excluded.
rose to her feet and began making her escape from
the death trap that was Mug Zoran's fun house.
Before stepping outside of the house, she stopped in
front of the man. Her hand met, awkwardly, with his
shoulder. She patted it twice. "We'll get her back."
If there was anything left of Iyah Xergo. One thing
Elayne knew was that killing a Rebel silenced them
forever. As long as they were alive, the potential
to talk existed. It wouldn't surprise her if the man
holding her was doing everything in his power to
pump her for information. Her hand fell away. She
waved it behind her shoulder as a sign of goodbye
while making her way back towards her X-Wing. There
was a lot of work to do before launching an attack
on the Imperials of Delaya.
As soon as the
X-wing blasted off, Mug began moving towards the
command center in an attempt to locate the women he
would need to help him save Iyah. As he entered the
command center he located Ashori, Yekaterina, and
Jelena, amongst a crowd of Rebels who were going
about the business of seeing to the pioneer city's
defenses. He rushed towards them excitedly, feeling
as if victory had already been one. He was quite
naive. "Wonderful news. A Rebel Major has arrived
with a plan to rescue Iyah from Delaya," he said to
them, smiling from ear to ear. "She wants us to
gather our gear and get ready to go!" he exclaimed,
practically foaming at the mouth with excitement, as
he began to look around at all of the military grade
equipment that filled the room.
Now that the
Rebels had acquired New Alderaan and begun to build
it up, defenses were a hot topic in the command
center. How were they going to keep this place safe
if the Imperials came to destroy it? Ashori
Monoceros stood, listening to someone rant and rave
off-topic about the defenses of some other Rebel
camp. She was bored out of her mind. Mug Zoran broke
up the monotony that she had been faced with. His
news was news to her as well. Internally, Ash felt
overjoyed. It seemed that she would soon be on
Delaya once more. She'd get another chance to
reunite with Papius after pleasing him with
information. Ash smiled brightly. "That's great
news! What Major is it? Does she have a plan of
attack?" She gave Mug a one-armed hug and pretended
like she actually cared that Papius had Iyah Xergo.
While she hadn't been able to be physically there
for interrogations, he'd let her listen in several
times to Iyah's whimpers. "Tell us more!"
Hanson was taking inventory of newly arrived
explosives and grenades when Mug triumphantly burst
upon the scene. It had been ages since she had seen
him happy about anything, particularly since
Callista had been shipped off. When she heard about
the plan she was excited, and readied her A280
blaster rifle. "When do we have," she said, as she
slapped a power cell into the rifle. Her eyes slowly
moved towards Ashori, whom she did not totally
believe when she gave her reasons for stabbing her.
She would be sure to watch her very carefully during
the mission to rescue Iyah from Delaya.
Rodney was listening to advice on defending the
settlement when he saw her uncle rush into the
command center. She had done everything she could so
far to help bring Iyah back, even jeopardizing the
lives of her stepmother and uncle. When she heard
Mug's news she knew there was no way she was staying
on the sidelines for this one. "I'm going too," she
declared, as she pushed her way into the group of
women surrounding her uncle. "What did she say?" she
asked, with keen interest, as she two joined the
chorus of voices pressuring the poor man.
surrounded, and suddenly there felt like there was
much less oxygen in the room. "Okay. Okay. Give me
some room," he said, as he reached out with his
hands and moved them up and down slowly to calm them
down. "It's Major Passik of Corsair Squadron. She
thinks we can rescue Iyah while they attack the
Imperial forces, perhaps even driving them off the
planet," he explained, relaying her plan as best as
he could with his limited military mind. "She asked
me to gather you, so she must want us to leave
soon," he explained, before his eyes slowly moved
towards Jelena. "Niece, it will be too dangerous. We
can't afford to lose you here. New Alderaan needs
you," he explained, as he did his best to dissuade
her from coming with them.
There was no
love between Yekaterina and Ash. Ashori was aware of
this, and thus remained on her best behavior when
she was around. Releasing Mug, she thought it *too*
ideal for Jelena Rodney to volunteer for such a
dangerous mission. She certainly wouldn't mind
handing the Rodney daughter back to her lover.
"Really?!" She seemed to be very happy. This Major
Passik had brought a blessing to her friend...so why
wouldn't she be happy? It seemed that the Rebels
were planning to attack from the sky. Ash began
debating what weapons she would take and how soon
she'd wait to contact Papius. "I'm so glad someone's
finally come to help." She looked at Jelena, firmly
agreeing with Mug. "He's right. The people are
beginning to see you as a leader. You can't leave
now. We'll go get Commander Xergo back. You can make
sure she has a good place to come home to, okay?"
She knew Jelena took responsibility for Iyah
remaining in the Governor's hands. Regardless of
what she said, she'd like nothing more than for
Jelena to join them.
argue with one of them, but not all of them, so she
reluctantly gave way to their wishes. "Fine. I'll
stay," she said, as she looked down at the ground in
defeat. She reached out with her hand, letting it
rest upon her uncle's shoulder. "Go and get her
back," she said, in a very serious tone as she
looked to her unlikely uncle. "May the force be with
you," she said to the trio of ragtag Rebels who were
preparing for their mission. She turned from the
group, moving back to the briefing area to continue
to busy herself with the work of building up New
Alderaan and to keep her mind off the dangerous
mission she wished so badly to be part of.
placed a hand on the small of Jelena's back, glad
that she had made the right decision to stay behind.
She would be a lot more effective attempting to
rescue Iyah without having to worry about
simultaneously protecting Jelena. Her eyes moved
slowly towards Ashori, whom she did not completely
trust. She would keep a keen eye on the 'Rebel'
until it was time to leave on the mission. She
remembered full well what happened the last time
they went to Delaya with Ashori in tow. Mug was a
good man, but naive and innocent ... where he
trusted she would always be skeptical.