Hey yous guys

[Cael Bathala]

Let's do some kinda piloty mission, eh?

[Kistra Dubreas]

Yes! :colbert

[Cael Bathala]

Something you can get your hands dirty with, eh, Princess :D

[Vessa Ixxent]

Ooo! A mission!

Can I come play?

[Cael Bathala]

We got a nugget?

[Kistra Dubreas]

That ...makes the rest of us not new anymore, huh?

...Awesome.

[Vessa Ixxent]

Yes sir, that's me.

*murmurs under her breath about being a 'nugget' when it seems as if she was Miss Tapani just last year*

[Cael Bathala]

It's official: Hellfire, the Empire's dumping ground for washed up celebrities.

[Vessa Ixxent]

Apparently they have to stick us somewhere within reach so we can keep up with the propaganda artists. *sighs*

[Kistra Dubreas]

...*grumbles* Speak for yourselves. Not all of us get begged for autographs every time we step out in public. Some of us wanted to be a TIE pilot. :|

[Griffin Muldoon]

You're all sorry excuses for pilots! Now go get blown up like you're supposed to.

[Vessa Ixxent]

I did not mean to offend, Kistra...quite frankly, this was the only avenue left to me after I left Hellios. I am making the best of it, even though it is not what I wanted originally.

*delicately ignores Griffin*