Fly with the best of them

[ToKola Bakari]

Dominic tossed his bag over his shoulders as he watched Lucky and Sara join him, it wasn't until he saw Radar veer back to his fighter that he let out an audible sigh. "Can't you let it slide for an hour, Radar?"

"Inconsistency kills, L.T." The man echoed his motto back to the man.

"Force help him." Dominic muttered, glancing back to Lucky and Sara. "Why don't you two come on? We can leave the greaser to his devices." He said, chuckling a bit. With that Dom made his way down the hall, tucking a hand into the pocket of his flight suit. As they moved down the white halls of Tipoca city he hummed softly, the smell of the mess hall filling his nostrils.

"Smells like bantha steak...or maybe some roast?" He commented, a smile forming over his face. "What you two in the mood for?" He asked, pulling a notebook from his duffel bag as they turned towards the mess hall. "I think steak sounds pretty good." He said, walking by a table and setting his bag against the side. He led the group to get in line for chow and stretched, tucking the notebook underneath his arms.

[member="Sara Lee Jones"]

 

[Sara Lee Jones]

[member="Dominic Crowley"]

Sara placed a hand on his shoulder as she spoke with a smile

I can understand his concern soemrhing not lining right is never good...tis how I got my scar

She then smiled and followed him as she walked through the halls. She looked at the walls sighing with a smile on her face, today had been pretty good and the fact she was here...she simply was happy to be part of something again

She looked over when he asked what they wanted, she looked to lucky and mouthed "We both know what we want but can't get right now" before winking and smilim g big as she took a minute and spoke

I don't know whatever it is all I know is that it'll gone within a hour

She said and smirked chuckling

 

[ToKola Bakari]

It didn't take long for Dominic and his team to get their food and return to the table where he had laid there things. He sat down in the center of the table, purposely leaving room for both of the women on either side of him as he opened up his book in front of him. If one peered over his shoulders they would see a mass of flight calculations, each set produced into an organized table and dated on the top of the page. He slowly began to draw the sketch for a new table.

Glancing over the plate in front of him he smiled at the roast that had been prepared. "This looks pretty good." He said, taking a generous bite before looking over to Sara. "Food isn't the best but it's not horrible either." He explained.

Lucky had leaned over the table and was eating while glancing over to the others from time to time. She seemed to maintain a content expression over her face while they all ate.

Dominic stretched a hand out, pressing a palm against the small of Sara's back, nearly subconsciously as he continued to add to his notes.

[member="Sara Lee Jones"]

 

[Sara Lee Jones]

[member="Dominic Crowley"]

Roast, definitly not what she expected. Then again for pilots it was quick meals unless you were at a party...so this was like luxury to her. She sat to the right of dom as she glanced over seeing the calculations that she made sense of before nodding and started eating

better then first order, Insta meals are goof and I had a steady diet of them on the ships and such hahaha

She glanced to lucky then back to her meal, she was happy to see her actually calm rather then raging, she kept on eating

Howevver she felt a hand on the small of her back and glanced to dom, she didn't know if she should say anything or not so didn't move

 

[ToKola Bakari]

Lucky had noticed Dom's stray hand and her only response was to slide closer to the man, causing him little thought on the matter. Dominic rubbed his white eyes before exhaling softly. "Seventeen.....ninety-three.......twenty one?!" He said to himself before jotting the notes down.

"He's like a droid....the way he can enter calculations into his head." Lucky said, paying no mind to the hand pressed against Sara. When Dom realized he had zoned out once again he snapped back to reality, glancing at the two before pulling his hand off of Sara. "Oh, sorry." He said, running a hand over the back of his head.

"It's a trick my father showed me when I was young. You can actually start to examine a starpilot's actions through a table if you watch them train enough. You'll start to come into the times they burn their engines, cut their power for a dead stop, and even when they're likely to fire on you based on the numbers you input." He explained, though he was still nowhere near as good as his father was.

[member="Sara Lee Jones"]

 

[Sara Lee Jones]

[member="Dominic Crowley"]

She covered her mouth a luckys words as she chuckled to herself and nodded fascinated by him doing all the ccualtions in his head, even half the time she couldn't do them herself at all. He felt his hand move as she smirked

She listened and nodded, seemed to make sense, she glanced at his paper again running a few of the numbers before nodding and looking back up and glanced to lucky as if asking"does the hand thing usually happen?" Before taking a bite of her meal

sounds like a interesting man actually, surely he taught you very well

 

[ToKola Bakari]

When Sara asked if Dom's hand idly moved when he did his calculations he merely chuckled a bit before opening his mouth to speak. Lucky, however, spoke in his turn. "Yes, just be happy it was only on your back this time." She said, flashing Dominic a knowing look. Lucky had been oddly...accepting of Dominic's interest in Sara and it was honestly beginning to do a mix of worry and excite the man. Two roads that often crossed when it came to starfighter pilots.

He took a bite of his roast before shaking his head at the woman's words. "I like keeping my hands occupied when I do calculations." He explained. "I'm honestly not all that conscious of it....mostly" He chuckled.

Finishing the calculations in his book he glanced over to Sara and gestured to it as he closed the cover. "You have a few more entries before I can anticipate your movements. Give me a week or two." He said, with pride.

Dominic worked to finish his meal, he glanced over to Sara and gestured to Lucky. "Looks like someone is enjoying you being here." Lucky, said nothing in response, and instead just continued to eat her food.

[member="Sara Lee Jones"]

 

[Sara Lee Jones]

[member="Dominic Crowley"]

She forgot most pilots read lips very well, a key thing when communicating, she got luckys smile and it...well it confused her a bit yet was a bit exciting

ah hahaha i knew a wingman who woyflnt stop fiddling with things, then again I felt there was a lot wrong with him either way guy was a good pilot

She chuckled as she nodded giving a smile as she looked over at him

careful my movements change,so you better have a lot of graphs made for me

She laughed as she finished her meal and glanced to dom then looked away, she was wondering why lucky was suddenly...enjoying her presence...either way she shrugged

 

[Sara Lee Jones]

[member="Dominic Crowley"]

She forgot most pilots read lips very well, a key thing when communicating, she got luckys smile and it...well it confused her a bit yet was a bit exciting

ah hahaha i knew a wingman who woyflnt stop fiddling with things, then again I felt there was a lot wrong with him either way guy was a good pilot

She chuckled as she nodded giving a smile as she looked over at him

careful my movements change,so you better have a lot of graphs made for me

She laughed as she finished her meal and glanced to dom then looked away, she was wondering why lucky was suddenly...enjoying her presence...either way she shrugged