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OK, so once we clear the atmosphere, we turn onto headin' 212, right? That's where procedure says we go, so that's where we go." Devon asked Arcas, checking he understood the flying they would need to do to make their escape look like any other supply run.
Despite their earlier disagreement, Devon now listened carefully to everything the ex-Imperial said. This was his field of expertise, and they needed this to go right or they were most likely all dead.
"We stay on that till we get challenged by the blockade ships. You'll talk to them an' get us clearance to jump. We wait for clearance, an' after we get it, then we line up for the jump they expect us to make, get final clearance, an' only then do we jump, right?"
Devon looked at the checklist he'd made and sighed. In theory, all he had to do was fly a simple course at safe speeds... but it was going to take concentration - any deviation from the approved course would get them all sorts of attention they didn't want.
Dohr Veen:
"One, Eight. Any news on the surveillance feed? I know we do not have much time, but would be better than a barrel of Corellian Gold to get the thing sorted out before we head out.""
Responding via the same private channel, Devon said: "Nothin' yet, Eight. WIll let you know."
Devon switched comm-channel and and spoke to everyone:
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Everyone - time to go. This is quite definitely the last ride outta town, so dont miss it.
Golden Eye, if you've found anythin' that cant wait, bring it straight to me in the shuttle cockpit. Don't put it on comms. Six, same orders to you.
Nine, I need you to gimmie a head-count an' make sure everyones aboard."
OOC: Hello Mika! Good to see you back! Where should you start? I'm not sure... maybe the Inside the Camp thread? Anyone else have suggestions?