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_Derisa_Ollamhin_ Registered: Jul '00	Date Posted: 8/20/01 2:25am Subject: Last Chance: Myn and Lara >>> yes, that's right a STORY post <<< - Date Edited: 2/5/07 11:46am (47 edits total) Edited By: Healer_Leona
	Credit where credit is due: most of these characters were created by either Michael Stackpole or Aaron Allston, and to those two go all the laurels for this little story. They play extensively in George Lucas’s creation of a Galaxy far far away, and they have his permission to do so. I don’t, but as I’m broke, I hope no one will sue me for the liberties I am about to take. These are characters from the X-Wing novels, for the most part, and the dialogue in italics in this post is directly quoted from Book 7, Solo Command, by Aaron Allston. This story is a plausible expansion on one of the situations left hanging at end of that novel. In my humble opinion, this is the best of the Star Wars novels. I’ve read a lot of them, maybe half of the published novels so far, and this is by far the best of them: deep and real, and funny and so poignantly sad all at the same time. Allston keeps so many balls in the air, and yet each character speaks with his or her own distinctive voice. Characters are surprising and yet never surreal, and no one, I mean no one writes Wedge Antilles better. Sorry, I’m gushing, think I might be a fan? Anyway, if you haven’t read that novel, and don’t want to be spoiled, don’t read any further. So without further ado, a possible answer to the question: what happened after that? for a troubled pair of ex-Wraiths. I hope you like it. Derisa “...I’ll accept whatever you decide.” The redhead gave the unseen holocam a last, long glance, her jade green eyes seeming to search out the viewer’s own, and then that almost-familiar face faded into the blankness of the recording’s ending. Lieutenant Myn Donos of Starfighter Command’s justly famous Rogue Squadron bit his lip, his brow creased with concentration. With an almost reflex gesture, he cued the message to begin playback again. He had lost count of how many times he done this now, in the two weeks since he had first gotten it. The screen brightened, and there shone the face of the woman he... well, that was the whole issue, wasn’t it? What did he feel for her? Who was she, really? ”Hello, Myn. It’s been a while since we’ve seen one another.” It had been six weeks. His life had changed beyond recognition. And hers? Her name was Kirney Slane, in this new incarnation, but she’d been Lara Notsil when he’d known her, and before that... Gara Petothel: an exemplary agent in Isard’s Imperial Intelligence Branch, specialising in deep cover espionage. She’d been born into a loyal Imperial family with Intelligence practically bred into her. What was it Corran had called her: a “situational adaptive”? Was she sane, or was she reaching towards a state of normalcy, even as he was? “I’m back on Corellia now, after a few years of knocking around the Galaxy...” She sounded so... good, even with the odd Corellian accent, to his ears parched for her voice, and she looked so good to him, too, despite the change in hair tint. But Gara Petothel had been the agent to deliver up his first command, the ill-fated Talon Squadron, to obliteration at the hands of the Empire, on a nameless, useless moon. He’d come away from that shattered, but still standing, if you could call it that. He had tried to bury his misplaced guilt and to deny himself any emotional expression at all, because if one thing were to slip... The whole tower of cards had come tumbling down when his astromech, sole survivor of the Talon massacre other than himself, was destroyed in a later engagement. Suddenly alone and made brutally aware that his pilots had gone unavenged, Myn had retreated from his new unit, and had only been drawn out by the concerted efforts of his squadmates. Flying with the Wraiths, he’d been as close to normal as he’d come after the disaster with the Talons, and it was Lara who had helped him see, just by her presence in his life, that he wasn’t as alone in the Galaxy as he’d thought. And neither was she. “I know, after the way we parted company, you may not want to see me again.” It had taken some convincing, and he was never really sure he had convinced her. Before they had exchanged more than the most preliminary reaching toward each other, her secret had been uncovered by the Lorrdian actor turned new Republic pilot Garik “Face” Loran, who was in command of the Wraiths. Lara had been his wing, and in order to forestall any sudden treachery, Face had kept her out of the fight. What had followed had been a simple error, he’d not switched his comm back to private channels when he’d confronted his wingman with her deception. It had destroyed Myn’s world again, so close to being rebuilt: to learn that the woman he was falling in love with had been the original betrayer of his first command. He’d had his finger on the trigger and was firing before he really knew what he was doing. His finger was on the trigger, and her ship was square in his targeting reticle. He was deaf to the repeated commands to stand down, blind except to the chance for revenge. She’d almost cost him his career, again. “But I had to find out if there was any sort of a chance for us.” He had been snapped back to himself by the bitter comment from his squadron leader, for though he’d detonated his torpedo before it could strike Face’s X-Wing, the concussion of the weapon had damaged Face’s ship, rattling him enough to offer Myn a credit for the kill. He was sure Face’s later comments about choosing targets had been joking, for the most part, but the sense of mistrust was there. Face had been promoted over Myn, but there was no rancor on his part: Face was a true natural leader, and Myn knew he was not fit for command. Hell, he had been barely fit to fly, and his career had depended on the slenderest of threads. It was the odd advice of Lieutenant Wes “Buns” Janson, and the brilliant leadership tactics of Wedge Antilles that had saved him, that had helped salvage Myn’s career, and more, his actual self. It took some time grounded, in the midst of a vital and dangerous mission, and some seriously odd behaviour on his part, but he’d recovered his sanity, and his wings as a result. Wraith had been recommissioned as an Intel unit, and even though he had the sniper skills to contribute to a ground unit, flying was what he wanted to do. as well, he doubted his unstable state would lend itself to a successful career in Intelligence, so he’d accepted the offer from the elite Rogues. But that came after. Lara had tried to say something to him, before she leapt out of there like a scurry with her tail on fire. She had tried to say...what? He thought he’d never know, until he recieved that message for the first time. “I think I’m finally ready and able to give it a try again.” But she hadn’t been what she’d seemed. Lara was Gara, who was now... Kirney Slane. She gave some details on her location, along with a cryptic comment about a co-pilot, before finishing with that telling phrase: “Contact me, visit me- do whatever you feel you have to.” That had included killing her and kissing her, at different times in the past. And now? The questions facing Myn Donos were: Who is Kirney Slane? And was there any real hope for what he’d once, almost shared with Lara? “I’ll accept whatever you decide.” -----signature----- In memoriam: Talon Squad Leader . When you can't run anymore, you crawl and when you can't do that...well, you know the rest. . Clear skies, General. You will be missed.
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Jane Jinn Registered: Jan '00	Date Posted: 8/20/01 4:39am Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	Oh, wow! I think the process of me becoming an X-wing fan has just speeded up considerably. Keep up your excellent writing, and in the meantime, I'm going to see about this book by Aaron Allston. -----signature----- Mostly retired now Just making the occasional guest appearance
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SWMara Registered: May '01	Date Posted: 8/20/01 11:54am Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	this is wonderful! I'm so thankful someone finally makes my wish come true. really good writing. I hope the story will last long. ok, back to painful waiting for the next part.
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Albion Registered: Sep '00	Date Posted: 8/20/01 1:16pm Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	You... You... Picks up jaw and waits for more. -----signature----- "Hmm..." "What?" "Exactly."
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starwarsfan1000 Registered: Aug '00	Date Posted: 8/20/01 3:22pm Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	Looks good. -----signature----- New Story: To Destroy the Sith (ROTS) AU http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/22601037/p1/?0
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Stranded in space Registered: Feb '00	Date Posted: 8/20/01 6:18pm Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	YEAH!!!!! Myn and Lara are my favorite!!!! I love it!!!
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womp_rat208 Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 8/20/01 8:40pm Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	That was.... that was.... so good. My gosh. I... I don't even have words to describe that. It was excellent, and you kept Myn right in character. So, my question to you: Will this continue, or was it a one hit story? I'm hoping for the former. -----signature----- "Smote 'em if ya got 'em." - Me "Fool of a Took! Cast yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!" - Gandalf "Dude, he's Saruman and Count Dooku at the SAME TIME!" - friend
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EMPRESS Registered: Jul '00	Date Posted: 8/20/01 9:59pm Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	That was so awesome. Please say that this will be a continued venture. -----signature----- Well you've cracked the sky, scrapers fill the air. But will you keep on building higher till there's no more room up there? Will you make us laugh? Will you make us cry? Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die?
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_Derisa_Ollamhin_ Registered: Jul '00	Date Posted: 8/22/01 9:41pm Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara - Date Edited: 7/12/02 6:52pm (2 edits total) Edited By: _Derisa_Ollamhin_
	To answer your questions, I present you with... another post! A quick note: up until now, I had really hesitated to write too much of other people's characters, particularly those of professional authors whose work I enjoy. This fic has really freed me in some ways, and I am greatly enjoying writing Wedge Antilles, say, for the first time. (Let's not talk about Corran Horn... ) So, yes, this story won't be over any time soon, and I hope you guys continue to read and enjoy. Thanks are due to my best friend Rani, who beta'ed as this was being typed out: best damned beta reader in the biz! Scratches a mean back, too! Derisa Wedge Antilles ran a hand through his short black hair, and frowned at his datascreen. For every task he completed, it seemed, three more took its place. Even in the few slack times, such as now, the paperwork he'd put off during the frenzy of missions they'd flown as part of General Han Solo's strike force against the warlord Zsinj had caught up to him, and he felt swamped. From famine to feast, he thought wryly, If you can call it that. The Rogue Squadron logo topped the next bit of correspondence awaiting him, but he was quite surprised to note the source. After a quick comm call, Wedge drew himself to his feet and had a good stretch. I need to get out again anyway, he sighed, Four hours of paperwork is enough: any more of this right now and I'll forget how to fly anything but a desk! A short walk later, he joined the other pilots in his squad's command chain in the small officer's lounge set aside for their use for those few times when they were actually stationed on Coruscant. "I just got a very interesting request for leave," Wedge informed Tycho and Corran. "Either of you aware of anything that might be up with Myn Donos?" Tycho shook his head, his expression serious but calm. ""He's been flying well, Wedge, no issues have come up at all." For someone who had undergone some terrible things without his faith or sanity faltering, Tycho Celchu was surprisingly understanding of the subject pilot's known instabilities, and he kept a quiet watch on the man. That would surprise many who knew Tycho only as Wedge's ace wingman, arguably the second-best active fighter pilot in the New Republic, but Wedge knew him better. Tycho, accomplished warrior that he was, also happened to be a very compassionate man. For all that he had been the one to force Myn to not deviate from his course, locking onto him before ordering him to stand down, he had nothing but sympathy for a person who had undergone all that Myn Donos had. The second man in the room was not so generous. Corran Horn was a somewhat less forgiving judge of character, although his recent awareness of his Jedi heritage had made him see many things in a different light. He too had been present during the debacle surrounding Myn's loss of control the day Lara Notsil had been revealed, and he had watched the young Lieutenant like a razorhawk since then. "He's unpredictable, Sir," Corran contradicted Tycho, "I'm not sure why you wanted him here in the Rogues, after what almost happened." Wedge raised an eyebrow. He had long since grown accustomed to these occasional and subtle challenges of his authority. Corran Horn was an exceptional pilot, and might one day prove an excellent squadron leader. But not today. "He's a good pilot, Corran, better than some we've taken on." Wedge interjected. "What I need to know from you is whether you think it's too early for him to take a leave." "How much time does he want?" Corran asked, and Wedge noted that his 3IC seemed to be probing after a weakness in Donos he might be sensing, but could not see. "Three weeks. Considering his logged cockpit hours, and mission profiles to date, I'd say that's reasonable." Wedge regarded him coolly, leaning back in his chair. "Why?" Corran's lips thinned. "He had almost that much time out of the cockpit aboard the Mon Remonda." Wedge drew himself up slowly, his eyes narrowing as he appraised his fellow Corellian. "He was grounded, Corran, not on leave. I don't think you can fairly compare the two." The rebuke was given in a flat tone of voice, no louder than the conversational tone they'd been speaking in, but Wedge saw Corran bristle and then back down. He could almost sense the other pilot's internal process at work, as he resigned himself to trust in Wedge's leadership. "Three weeks is fair, Wedge," Tycho said, quietly bringing back the focus of the conversation. "And he's smart to request it now, when we'll be out of things for a month or so. From what I've seen he's settled into the squad pretty well, he's even making a friend here and there." Wedge eyed his wingman, his brown eyes curious. "Really? Who's he been spending his time with?" He recalled one of the points he had most wanted to make to Myn when he'd clipped the pilot's wings, had been that the man needed to learn how to relax. That had almost been the theme of that whole mission under General Solo's command: men lose their humanity if they cannot relax. Tycho gave one of his few smiles. "Well, friendships under duress can easily become friendships for real. He and Wes seem to have established a good working bond." "Wes?" Wedge asked in disbelief. "I thought the only one who could put up with that perpetual nine-year-old for long was Hobbie!" Back on Mon Remonda, he'd been surprised that Myn had consulted with the irrepressible Lieutenant Janson, but after a moment's thought, it made some sense. After all, Janson and his wingman, Derek "Hobbie" Klivian, had originally trained Myn. What was more, he knew Janson had given Myn the same advice he himself had offered: Myn Donos needed to learn how to be something other than a shattered remnant of a man. "I guess I should talk to him, then," Wedge said, with a grin. "He just came in from the sim room," Tycho informed him, "I saw him on my way up." Wedge thanked Tycho and Corran and headed out to have a chat with the pilot who best suited the squadron name of Rogue, Wes Janson. -----signature----- In memoriam: Talon Squad Leader . When you can't run anymore, you crawl and when you can't do that...well, you know the rest. . Clear skies, General. You will be missed.
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LAZARO_DENMAN Registered: Jul '00	Date Posted: 8/24/01 12:47am Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	Whooooo boy! Somethin' tells me this here's goin' to be a fun story! I sure can see Rani's hand in the mix here: I hope she helps you with the next part of this story, too... ever since she told me about her dream argument with Mike Stackpole about how to properly write Wes Janson, I have been waitin' for her to get on with it and write that pilot! Lookin' forward to more, darlin'(s)! In loyal service, I remain, Wing Commander Lazaro "DL" Denman Them Pesky Javs NRS Emancipator -----signature----- Ev'rybody needs a Hobbie! Talk to the sock, cuz the hand don't care.
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Jane Jinn Registered: Jan '00	Date Posted: 8/24/01 1:07am Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	Excellent writing, as usual! I liked the way that Wedge knew that Corran could be a good leader--but not to-day. I also liked the way each character responded to mentions of other characters. So much can be revealed in reactions. Well done! -----signature----- Mostly retired now Just making the occasional guest appearance
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starwarsfan1000 Registered: Aug '00	Date Posted: 8/24/01 6:12am Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	Good post. -----signature----- New Story: To Destroy the Sith (ROTS) AU http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/22601037/p1/?0
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CeNedra Registered: Apr '01	Date Posted: 8/25/01 9:27am Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	Derisa, oh my Force! This is fantastic . . . I don't think I can even describe it. Well-done, in character, great plot potential. -----signature----- "Hindsight is 20/20, therefore foresight must be blind."resight "Think in shades of gray Act in black and white And dream in color." KEPP Agent 12
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Stranded in space Registered: Feb '00	Date Posted: 8/25/01 10:34am Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	Great Post!!! Can't wait for more!!!
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SWMara Registered: May '01	Date Posted: 8/26/01 5:05pm Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	I can't wait for Myn and Lara meeting again...
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Stranded in space Registered: Feb '00	Date Posted: 8/27/01 1:32pm Subject: RE: Last Chance: Myn and Lara
	To The Top!!!!!!
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