Yawning, Allyson wandered into the hanger with a cup of caf and a granola bar. She had been out late with the rest of the Spacy pilots after losing a bet. The bet made her wallet mighty light and she regretted every minute of it. Groaning, Allyson remembered the sim and the small mistake she made. She was out of touch for the time being and today she would grind the sim to make sure she was in tip top shape – then challenge the little upstart that threw down the gantlet.
A pair of slender fingers pinched the bridge of her nose as the XO moved closer to the part of the hanger that belonged to the Onyx Squad. It had been some time since she had wandered down here, and Allyson wondered if Aubrey was hiding in her office at this time. She was fond of the Commander and she wished she was able to be around more. Still, work with the shadows and command lessons were starting to take their toll on the Corellian.
Allyson put the mug down and stood beside her X-Wing, she wore her spacy slacks which were embroidered with the First Class Bloodstripes she had earned during the invasion of Anoat, a mission she shouldn’t have walked away from – but she did. Rolling her shoulders back she began to type quickly setting up the X-Wing. A small BB droid beeped and quickly reminded the woman that she had a guest. Looking over her shoulder, she noticed [member="Andorreth Vikar"]. Removing the aviator sunglasses, she was usually found in, she smiled. “You’re the one that contacted me, right? Looking to do a little flying? Allyson Locke, Lt. Commander and XO of Onyx Squadron.” She turned from the computer terminal and held out her hand. She recognized Andorreth, but the man wouldn’t recognize her. The mission they had been on she was under her alias with the Shadows. To him, Adele was the Shadow operative and Allyson was just a simple pilot.
