Elvis strode down the ramp of the Lambda class shuttle. A pair of figures awaited him, one in uniform, the other in a dark brown flowing cloak. Others would have been filled with fear, still others with excitement. Elvis merely nodded as they turned to walk with him to his full ready room. Elvis: "Wedge, good to see you. Luke, you too. It feels like it's been an age, not simply two months. Wedge: "Good to see you in one piece Elvis, i hear it was something of a narrow escape, saved only by your customary tactical brilliance." Elvis: "Not mine Wedge, my pilots, i've got a bunch that could rival the Rogues in space now, perhaps not ground ops, but in a dogfight, there are none better." Elvis spoke with pride visible to his friends, and rightly so, the effort to get this squadron up and running had been quite immense. Luke: "Elvis, thank you for keeping me informed, the holo's were useful, and i'm glad you didn't need me to turn up. I suppose you'd like to meet our guests....." Elvis, Luke and Wedge strode from the room, deep into the bowels of his ship, and area so restricted that no crew were to be seen. Retinal scanners beeped, DNA samples were given, blastdoors opened, until finally they arrived at their destination. Or so Elvis thought. Luke: "No, wait, let's go to the hanger, there's someone we need to meet....." Elvis aquiesed to Luke's request and turned with Wedge back to the hanger....... ---------------------------- Sorry guys, edited this so Iulan could come and join us.