Aaron shook his head, a sign yeah he had never been what anyone would call very perceptive when it came to noticing signs. Hopefully this one would be easily noticed.

Standing he walked over to the Gamorrean "You okay for another round big guy?"

A singular shout pipes in before you could get an answer.

"Wow!" You hear, as a eager face comes running towards you both "Can I just say, you two were awesome back there!"

He's young, even younger than you are. If the Resistance even bothered asking for his age, he probably faked it somehow. He at least knew how to carry a weapon safely, but his size and youthful eyes full of wonder spelt worry.

"I'm Jon, by the way"

Turning to face the young man Aaron was surprised to see how young he was. "Ah, yeah well most of that was just us trying to keep from getting shot."

He smiled at the kid, "Good to meet you Jon. I'm Aaron." gesturing to the Gamorrean "This is Big Guy for now, my Gamorrean isn't much and to tell the truth I haven't even had a chance to see if he speaks basic yet." As he glances over to the Gamorrean.

"Hey, that's great actually! I can be your guy's translators! Don't worry, most Gamorreans understand Basic, even if they can't speak it"

The Gamorrean finally piped in, and Jon started to look a little worried, crestfallen even.

"He says his name is Squig.... and that he doesn't want to be babysitting a child."

Aaron grinned, and looked over at the big guy. "Glad to know your name Squig." He then looked at the two of the the large Gamorrean and the kid, "Well if you don't mind Squig I'll keep an eye on Jon, as long as he promises to stay behind us and to keep his head down when any shooting starts." He looked over at Jon with a raised eyebrow.

A smile dissapeared from his face as quickly as it appeared.

"Oh come on!" He said, louder than intended, getting the attention of Gunny and some of the soldiers, a stones throw away. Not wanting to get any more eyes on him, he came in close you both quieted down, but was still  angry. "Come on you guys. I know my way around a fight. First Order would already have me brainwashed if they had gotten their hands on me. If I'm old enough to fight with them, I'm old enough to fight against them."

Aaron raised a eyebrow at Jon's outburst and smiled. He wanted to laugh but was afraid Jon would take it the wrong way.

With a small sigh he nodded at the last part, "Yeah your right. But you have to remember the First Order doesn't care if there troopers live or die. To them they are just tools to be discarded when the are done with them or they break."

"I would prefer you stick around a while and learn everything you can. So when your time comes you'll be ready to put an end to the First Order for good."

He bristled under this idea, but was still following the two of you "Whatever." He said dismissively. "I know how to fight. How to kill. Just you watch...."

"Please keep an eye on him..." You hear in your voice. "He is capable, strong, and smarter than he appears, but his rashness and the fear he refuses to show can lead to his own destruction." The Jedi Master voiced to you internally "Reminds me of someone far younger I knew, who had a tragic falling to the Dark Side."

There was an explosion off in the distance, in the direction you're supposed to be heading. On instinct, Gunny called out "That's our friends! We need to move! Double time!"

OOC: This will probably the only time I ask someone do this, but make an Endurance check, to see how well you fare and how 'fresh' or 'winded' you are by the time you and the force get there.

As Gunny gave the order Aaron looked back at Squig and then Jon and sighed, "Okay, lets move. Let's try not to end up face down in the dirt." He then headed out along with the others.

OOC: 11:09, Today: Aaron Trask rolled 1 using 1d20.  Endurance Check.
Okay that was not even funny.

Oh man. This is going to make it interesting. But hey, now I can introduce another character, for whatever that's worth.

You feel fine at first, but the moment you start to take more than slow, casual steps, you find yourself  in stark, sudden pain, that stops you hard. Sensing that something is wrong, Squib immediately grabs you and pulls you to the side, sitting you on an abandoned planter box.

"Medic!" Jon calls out, bringing Gunny and a heavily armored soldier you hadn't seen before

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Gunny takes one look at you "This isn't your fault soldier, but we don't have time for this." and immediately turns to her "The rest of us will push on. Catch up when you can."

She simply nods, as Gunny and the rest are already on the move. Her eyes are fixated on you. Without a word, she starts to tear open your shirt, exposing an injury around your ribcage.

Grimacing a bit as he sat down he looked to the medic that showed up. Strange that he hadn't noticed her before.

As she investigated the wound he tried to keep from flinching to much. "I guess what they say about adrenaline masking pain is true. I hadn't even noticed anything."

"That's the weird thing" She replied, as she looked you in the face for a while "This doesn't look like too serious an injury." She pulls a compact medkit out of of one of the countless pockets built into her armor, spraying the wound quickly.

"That should help deal with the pain and prevent the area from getting inflamed, which may affect your lungs."

She looked to her side, the rest of the force having already gotten out of the line of sight, and sighed "put yourself back together, see how well you can move. We need to catch up, but don't push it. I don't want to have to drag you out of here, okay?"

Pulling his shirt back into place and shouldering his gear he shrugged. "May just be in that poor of shape." He smiled at the medic, "Or maybe I just thought it would be a good way to finally meet you."

The smile quickly faded and he nodded, "Your right though we should catch up with Gunny." As he started off after the rest of the group.

Her face was stone "It's a good thing you're a better shot than you are a comedian.". She was still enough of a good spirit to extend an arm out to help you to your feet.

"I want you to keep going." She said talking to Jon and Squig "If he's too injured to fight, we don't need to lose three good soldiers, understand?"

They both nodded silently "Good. We'll be right behind you. Don't look back."

The medic spoke up while running, "Sure hope that whatever we're going after is worth it. Sure is a big mess we're creating."

Arron made a hurt face at her comment. "And here I was thinking I may have a new career once this was all over."

Tagging along after the others at his best possible speed he looked in the direction of the smoke. "Hope the others are not getting in over their heads."

"You may still have that opportunity" She responds quickly "We both make it out of this war alive, there's some farmland back home, and I could use a Nerf Herder." Her sarcasm was dry and cutting, but she  moved so fast as to not allow opportunity to comment.

"They picked this place for a reason. What that is, I don't know. Whatever it is, we can't afford any more setbacks."

You got air back in your lungs and continued forward, even catching up with Jon and Squint. Bad news was that the answer to the question only became more muddy as you approached. There was the unmistakable sound of blaster fire, along with the sign of billowing black smoke. The gate to the area has been blown wide open. There's a few Rebel bodies face down outside, never having made it in. There's no sign of Gunny or any of the other soldiers you were with earlier, and no immediate way to tell if they're in the fray now or if they didn't make it.
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Slowing Aaron took cover and scanned the area looking for any sign of where Gunny and the others may have gone. "I don't care much for this. Looks way to open."

Moving along a wall he got closer to the gate as he watched the area as closely as possible.

There was a heavy plume of smoke that went nearly straight up into the windless sky as some form of building inside the building had been destroyed. The debris and the twisted angle of the gate precluded a great view of the ensuing battle, but having gone closer, you're reasonably sure that there's someone right on the other side.

Aaron stopped listening and watching, almost willing his senses to give him some indication as to who or what waited on the other side of the wall. Slinging his rifle he slipped both pistols free of their holsters. Taking a deep breath to calm himself he eased around the wall, ready to fight or flee at a moments notice.

You hear a call behind you from the Medic Dilancia

"Wait! Don't!", but it's too late for you to turn back. Jon and Squib follow behind you like a shadow. Seeing that the people she was responsible for were charging for into brave and probably foolish option, she had no choice to follow behind them.

Thankfully, Gunny and a few others were on the other side, seeking cover behind a durasteel crate.

"Glad you guys got here in one piece!" Gunny said with a bewildering smile "They're all around us, we have them exactly where we want them!"

Aaron relaxed a bit, a very small bit but a bit. Taking cover he looked around the area carefully before speaking. "Okay, whats the plan?"

He checked to make sure the big guy and Jon had both taken cover also.

"Hunker down, pick your man, and fight to the last!" Gunny pointed to a busted comlink in the dirt.

"We invited some friends to crash this party. I just hope they got the message!"

"Well aren't you just the best party planner ever." Peering from behind cover Aaron looks around for a trooper to take a shot at or possible a better place to defend.

Thrown into fire fights twice in one day, he was beginning to wonder about his life choices. But it was to late for that best to deal with the current situation and move forward.


Calming himself, "So Qui-Gon, or should I call you Master Jinn? got any helpful, if cryptic tidbits of information that may prove useful?"

"Be in the moment. Trust in the Force. Do not let the desire to kill or destroy put your own life at risk."

The voice responded "The Bith is correct. Something is coming, and coming quickly. I would suggest you watch your head."