Another successful mission. The supplies had been dropped and Rex’s group wouldn’t need their support for five rotations. It was important to shift who made the runs using randomized intervals in order to avoid any patterns the Empire could track. Given their lengthy respite, Callie suggested the crew return to Roan. She knew all too well that these quiet moments came few and far between, that time with loved ones could be all too ephemeral.
“The lake would be wonderful.” She said to Gregor. “This time of year would be perfect for a swim.”
Gregor giggled, a high pitched titter that never failed to make Callie giggle in return. “I don’t have a thing to wear if we swim, Little Bird.”
Starlight from outside the cockpit danced and twinkled in her eyes. A mischievous smile stretched across her face. “I hear the Pecora don’t wear anything when they swim.”
Gregor giggled again, a blush colored his cheeks as his smile mirrored hers. “Well, when in Roan,” he said. And the two set course.
In the meantime, we'd love to hear your theories. Any idea what may be on the horizon? Who it may center around? Things you'd love to see? We'd love to hear them!
Edit for poll: Second 'Captain Howzer' was supposed to be 'Captain Gregor'... this is why Mae shouldn't do these things at work... ~ Mae
