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Last Updated: 2011-07-04 22:30:08

In honor of getting shot down and captured in the XWING misssion (PSG Xa113:Harrassment) and a sense of deja vue with some of the ITOD missions being retro tours and this being the start of my third career tour of duty with the RS (my two retirements having gone up in smoke), I have dusted off and revised an old mission narrative for a new submission. If you would like to read the original (IBG 409), it can be found at http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/forums/viewtopic.php?f=12&t=251


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W?!?!?!?!?!?
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Wha?!?!?!
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What is t?
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What is tha?
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What is that thu?
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What is that thumping?
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What is that thumping in my head
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Am I dreaming?
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What the heck is going on?
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Why can't I see anything?
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Why am do I feel like I am floating?
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Am I dead?
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IF I am dead why can I still hear myself think?
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Why is my head throbbing and thumping?
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What the heck happened to me?
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Who Am I?
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Think dang it!!!!!
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What could make me be feeling this way?
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GOT TO REMEMBER
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CONCENTRATE
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I Remember an explosion?
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Why would I be doing something dangerous?
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What is my name again?
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I remember burning and freezing
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Was I floating in space?
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I feel like I am floating am I still in space
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No, I feel too warm to be in space
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Why am I all wet?
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Oh God I wish my head would stop thumping!!!!
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I cannot think with this racket and pain in my head!!!!!
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Do I taste something?
Yes and it is awful
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Wait a second . . .
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Is that?
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B?
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No, It is Ba
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Bacta
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Yes I taste Bacta
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I remember being in Bacta once before
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I had been shot trying to escape Coruscant
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Soldiers get shot
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I must be in some sort of military unit
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But I don’t think I was shot as a solider
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Flying
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That’s right I am a pilot
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Maybe I got shot down
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Concentrate man
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Am I a man?
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yes I remember being a man
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Explosion, Floating, Space. Bacta Fluid
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I had been shot down, I know it now
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maybe I should just relax
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I am in Bacta
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So I must be in medical care
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Just relax
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Don't fight it anymore
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I will come out of this soon
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Then I will know what the hell happened to me
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Relax
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Sleep
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Two-One-Bee turned to LCL Adam Meier.
"He has stopped fighting the Bacta, LCL will be fine and he will be able to return to duty in a week."

"Good," replied Adam, "he's a good man, just got unlucky out there on the mission. After that Tie Advanced pilot took him down, he was captured. I wonder what happened on that prisoner shuttle though. He was awefully lucky we came across that shuttle disabled. We will have to ask him if he knows what happened when he wakes up.

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My eyes opened, and I was blinded by the light. Oh God, at least I can see light now. Wait a second, where am I? Oh yes, I must still be in medical. I can still taste that dang Bacta.

A mechanical voice said to me, "Oh, I see your awake now."

"Yeah, I guess so," I replied. "damn, I was shot down again,?"

“You know Two One Bee, it is kind of funny, I got this sense of deja vue, that I was in this same exact situation before.

"LCL Dolaree, I have treated you for exposure before after getting shot down several years ago, this is not your first trip to the med bay,” replied Two-One-Bee. “I believe you have a visitor now,” said the droid as it moved off to see another patient.

BGN Richo then entered the room. “Hiya Brig, good to see you doing well.”

“Thanks Richo,” I replied. “Seems like you came to visit me the last time this happened.”

“Do you remember what happened Brig” asked Richo”.

“Actually I do,” I replied. “After arriving in system I went to identify the containers and I got jumped by some Tie/Adv fighters. I was able to blow about 4 of the containers up when one of the Ties rammed me and took me out. After I ejected a shuttle picked me up and captured me. While I was sitting in the back of the shuttle, I knew I was going to pass out soon. I felt so cold from exposure that I knew I didn’t have much time left before I would lose consciousness and would wake up in an Imperial stockade. Luckily for me the guards where not paying much attention to me but where examining the fighter logs looking for information about our fleet location. They thought I was out to out of it to do anything, and in a way they were right. I did not have much energy to move. They had put me down in front of a computer terminal, and I was also lucky that they had not searched me very thoroughly. I got out my computer slicer hacked in a virus program I had made for this situation. Then I just laid down and gave into the pain and went out. The program did the rest. As the shuttle prepared to go to hyperspace, the virus attacked the nav and life support systems on board. When the hyper drive was thrown, well, lets just say the destination was a safe zone for the RS, and the rest of the hack messed with the life support to put everyone on board in unconsciousness. I’m just glad a patrol found the shuttle and had it boarded.”

“Well Brig, I hope you can give all the pilots in the fleet a copy of this slicer virus program. It would make a good addition to their survival kits.” said Richo

I will I promised. I will see you back on duty soon.
*End*