Log Date:
	2/27/97

Log Cast:
	Kuxli, Shenner, Jessalyn, Kaley, Avalyne, Skeezix, Jeralic,
Quick, Yenz

Log Intro:
	Much to her surprise, Shenner's stay on Etti IV has been
unexpectedly interrupted, by nothing less than finding herself a hapless
bystander to a fight between Luke Skywalker and an unidentified attacker.
Taken up to the NR ship _Alderaan_ by the Jedi, who has expressed
concerns about her safety, Shenner has been overwhelmed at the discovery
of who exactly rescued her and whose ship he has brought her to. She
has met Jessalyn Valios, and startled the woman by expressing knowledge
of the plight of Han Solo; in the meantime, Shenner has also been
reunited with Kuxli, the Horansi she'd met on Etti IV, while waiting for
Jessalyn to fetch her someone in charge to whom she can report
her own connection with the search for Solo....

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Kuxli slowly sits up from his bunk, letting out a yawn as he peers about, the 
  fur on his head ruffled from sleep. He sniffs the air lightly, but doesn't 
  speak, still not totaly awake.

A few guitar chords might register as the most noticeable sound in the room, 
  along with a low tenorish voice muttering, "No, damn it, fingering's 
  wrong..."

Kuxli's ears perk up slightly, and he looks over in Shenner's direction, 
  pausing to rub an eye before saying in a quiet tone, "Feel like I slept 
  forever.."

Shenner looks up, startled. The kid's sitting on the bunk 'he' has apparently 
  adopted, guitar in lap, hands paused on strings and the fretboard. "Oh... 
  hi, Kux," comes the greeting.
Shenner adds, "Did I wake yah, pal?"

Kuxli shakes his furry head in response to the question, "Nah.. you've been 
  awake all this time?" his head tilting back as he asks the question.

Shenner smiles crookedly. "Took a nap a few hours ago. Ain't had much else to 
  do but fidget, wait, sleep, and practice. So I'm practicin', now."

Kuxli nods slowly, a slight grin forming on his face, "Anythin happen while I 
  was sleeping?" his gaze flickering to the door a moment before looking back 
  over at you.

"Not a karkin' thing, pal," Shenner answers, sounding frustrated. And perhaps 
  a little disappointed. The human strums another chord or two, rearranging 
  fingerings restlessly.

Kuxli frowns, but gives a slight nod as he hops off his bunk, "Alright.. well 
  I'm hungry, want me to get you something to?"

Glancing up again, Shenner smiles a bit, then shakes that dark head. "Nah, 
  pal, thanks... I'm not hungry. Too twitchy." Another chord... then Shenner 
  plays for a little bit, something fast-tempoed and rhythmic.

Kuxli returns the smile, adding in another nod as he sretches a little. 
  Finishing, he heads over towards the door, "Alright, I'll be back in a bit 
  then.." he keys open the dor.
Kuxli steps through the opened door, glancing down the corridor as the door 
  swishes shut behind him.
Kuxli enters the Aft Main Corridor.
Kuxli has left.

[And not too much later...]

Jessalyn enters from the Aft Main Corridor.
Jessalyn has arrived.

Kaley enters from the Aft Main Corridor.
Kaley has arrived.

Avalyne enters from the Aft Main Corridor.
Avalyne has arrived.
Avalyne looks at you for a moment.

Kaley looks at you for a moment.

Jessalyn steps into the crew's quarters, leading the two other women, and 
  pauses just inside the door to offer them a smile as they enter.

Avalyne enters & nods to Jessalyn. "Thank you."

Kaley smiles. "Thanks."
Kaley looks around the room and notices the young man. "Have I seen you 
  somewhere before?"

"Please make yourselves comfortable here. If you like I can go talk to the 
  admiral and inform him of your situation." Jessalyn gestures inward. "I will 
  return soon."

Kaley nods. "Thank you."

Avalyne glances to the seemingly 'delicate' male. She sits on a nearby bunk 
  and nods.

Shenner, the moment the three women enter the room, looks up startledly. The 
  kid's parked on one of the bunks, a guitar sitting in 'his' lap, hands 
  poised on it. "Uh... hi," the youngster finally manages.

Jessalyn smiles across the room at Shenner, lifting her hand in a wave. "I'll 
  be back" she repeats, heading out into the hall.

Avalyne's mouth spreads into a large grin, "'Allo." she says. "I'm Avalyne."

Kaley sits near the boy and smiles at the guitar. "Can you also play the 
  flute?" She smiles again. "And I'm Kaley."

Shenner glances after Jessalyn, then back to the other two strangers, and 
  smiles a trifle uneasily. "Shenner," comes the reply, readily enough.

Jessalyn enters the Aft Main Corridor.
Jessalyn has left.

Shenner relaxes a bit at Kaley's question, and nods that short-cropped head at 
  the flute lying in the open guitar case. "Yeah. That's my other instrument."

Avalyne nods, "I play the flute, as well" she says, smiling.

Avalyne
        A slender human female, wearing a nondescript medium blue cloak. The 
  hood of the cloak is pushed back, and displays a headful of red hair, bound 
  in a braid. She has sparkling steel grey eyes, and a smattering of freckles 
  that adorn her nose. She is wearing a black jumpsuit under the cloak, and 
  high black boots. You catch a glimpse of a long slender silver necklace that 
  holds a rare Alderaanian Star Emerald.

Kaley
        The young woman before you is between the age of a woman and a girl. 
  Her full figure and soft curves make her womanhood known, while her simple 
  smile and glittering eyes make one think she is still a girl. She is about 
  5'3" in height. Her brown hair reaches past her shoulders and is often 
  pushed behind her ears. Soft Sar Spots along the side of her face and down 
  the back of her neck mark her as Sarian. Although her spots are not as dark 
  as most Sarians. Her skin is a golden colour that draws out her bright green 
  eyes and full pink lips. She wears no make-up so as not to cover up her Sar 
  Spots or hide her natural beauty. 
         She is wearing a black cap with her hair pushed behind her ears and 
  shoulders. She is also wearing a faded blue jumpsuit. The jumpsuit is 
  slightly unzipped to show a tight white tank top. Around her next resting at 
  the top of the tank top is a small gold pendant and a set of dog tags. She 
  is sporting a pair of black boots on her small feet. She is watching her 
  surrounding intently and nods in your direction when she notices your gaze.
Carrying:
Brandilet(#7216Vn)

Shenner's face brightens a bit; the grin turns larger, if lopsidedly. "Was 
  hopin' there was somebody else musically inclined on this boat. Been 
  climbin' the walls in here."

Kaley smiles widely. "I have seen you before." She reaches in her pocket and 
  pulls out a credit. "Would you mind playing for us?"

Avalyne chortles, and pulls out a credit as well, "I would love to hear you 
  play, Master Shenner."

At Kaley's assertion, the kid's dark eyebrows quirk a bit; Shenner does not, 
  however, confirm or deny the statement. Shenner _does_ grin widely, incline 
  that dark head, and ask glibly, "Happy to. Flute, guitar? Somethin' slow, 
  somethin' fast?"

Kaley smiles. "How about your favorite song." She tosses the credit in the 
  guitar case.
Kaley gives you 1 Credit.

The young musician's eyebrows go up. "My favorite? Well... that's a tough one, 
  ladies; music is music, and I might be just a bardling, but I've never met a 
  song I didn't like." Shenner sits up while speaking; a twinkle enters that 
  green gaze, and the tone turns confident. Clearly, this youngster is now 
  playing to an audience, small though it is. "But I do have one song I've 
  been fond of ever since I was knee-high to a mookla. Let's see now..."

Shenner shifts the guitar, strums a few chords, then launches into four 
  measures of a fast-paced, minor-keyed melody. And then, the youngster begins 
  to sing:

        Yes they're real (no they can't be)
        Yes they are, I've seen them walking
        Out beyond the wooden garden, through the town, and through the valley
        Yes they're real (no they can't be)
        Yes they are, you are not hearing
        For I say I've seen them drinking in the tavern of the moon!

Shenner's voice rises on the last line of the verse, before charging right 
  into a chorus:

        Steele and maille and gilded crossbow
        Feather of the ancient windbird
        Wide as wonder, tall as starlight
        Lords of earth, and lords of fire
        Life the love that they desire
        Lords of earth, and lords of fire
        Life the love that they desire....

Skeezix enters from the Aft Main Corridor.
Skeezix has arrived.
Skeezix enters the Aft Main Corridor.
Skeezix has left.

A bridge on the guitar, then. Shenner plays with a wild tempo, now, almost 
  feral, and the kid's face has turned intent.

[OOC Note: I had a net.bungee here and missed the return of Jessalyn, along with
 Admiral Jeralic.]

Jessalyn gestures to Shenner, the youngster seated on the bunk in front of 
  them. "This is Shenner, sir. Skywalker brought him on board." She turns her 
  smile to her young friend. "Shenner, this is Admiral Jeralic."

Jeralic nods. "Good evening, Shenner. The Major said that you had something to 
  tell me?"

Avalyne sits nearby on a bunk, resting quietly.

With the newcomers come into the room, now, Shenner has cut off the song quite 
  abruptly; now that 'he' has been greeted, Shenner rises from the bunk, thin 
  young face turning gravely serious. "Um... yes... sir." A beat, before that 
  title, as if Shenner's not quite sure of the proper form of address.

Jeralic
Jeralic Mandragon is a tall, very thin man who looks like he's seen a lot of 
  action. His face is wrinkled greatly, yet still retains the square firmness 
  that it had when he was a child. Jeralic's hair is a light shade of grey, 
  typically brushed back in proper naval style. His uniform is exacting, a 
  stark white uniform with a gold trim, and a cape that falls down to his 
  knees. The rank insignia on his uniform indicates that he is an Admiral of 
  the New Republic Navy, and that his name is, indeed, Jeralic Mandragon
Carrying:
Datapad
Jeralic

Jeralic looks at you for a moment.
Jeralic nods, sitting down on a nearby bunk. "Please, call me Jeralic.."

Jessalyn moves to stand near Avalyne's bunk, smiling at her briefly.

Shenner glances from face to face before returning that green gaze to the 
  admiral; the musician remains standing, one hand on the fretboard of 'his' 
  guitar. To Jeralic's invitation, Shenner bobs 'his' dark cropped head, and 
  says solemnly, "Well, um. Can I talk about... important stuff, here?"

Avalyne looks up as Jess steps near to her. She smiles, and leans back against 
  the wall.

Jeralic looks around at the other occupants. He smiles and nods. "Yes, I think 
  that that would be okay..Don't you, Major?"

Jessalyn slowly seats herself on the bunk next to Avalyne, an glances up at 
  the Admiral with a smile. "Yes, sir, I believe so."
Jessalyn turns on the bunk and touches Avalyne's shoulder, whispering to her 
  quietly.

Jeralic smiles. "Okay, now, Shenner. What's going on?"

Avalyne looks up and listens intently. She nods and smiles, a relived look on 
  her face. She then leans to whisper back.

Quick enters from the Aft Main Corridor.
Quick has arrived.

The youngster with the guitar blanches at the form of address given Jessalyn, 
  but that, and a brief hard swallow, are the only signs of nervousness 
  Shenner gives. Shenner looks back at the admiral and says steadily, "Well. 
  My boss is lookin' for your General Solo, and I don't think he knows I'm up 
  here."

Quick wonders in and takes a long look about, his eyes open wide at the sight 
  of a person long gone from his life, "Jess..."

Avalyne looks up, surprised and stands as Quick enters the room.

Shenner cuts off the moment yet another arrival enters.

Jeralic looks up, at the new peson who just walked in

Jessalyn goes completely white and frowns deeply where she sits on the bunk.

Avalyne looks around to Jeralic and to Jessalyn, "Shall I show him to the 
  sickbay, Major?" she asks in a strained tone.

Quick nods absently to all in the room, his eyes remaining locked on Jessalyn, 
  "My god..."

Jessalyn stammers, "Yes, please do --"

Jeralic turns, looking at Jessalyn. "Major? Is something the matter?"

Avalyne looks about and approaches Quick. "Let me show you to the Sickbay, Mr. 
  Marado."

Quick looks at the woman absently, "sure..."

Avalyne gently takes Quick's arm, and turns towards the door.

Jessalyn catches her breath and looks back at Jeralic, forcing a calm 
  expression on her face. "No, it's fine, sir."

Skeezix enters from the Aft Main Corridor.
Skeezix has arrived.

Avalyne enters the Aft Main Corridor.
Avalyne has left.

Skeezix puts the R2 unit on the floor.

Quick is led to the door by the woman and dragged out
Quick enters the Aft Main Corridor.
Quick has left.

Jeralic ahhhs. "I..see."

Skeezix walks into the room, perking an eyebrow as Quick is drug from the 
  room. R2-L1, behind him, wails in surprise as he is nearly knocked over.

Jessalyn sits, pale and wan, on an empty bunk, staring down at her hands 
  folded in her lap.

Jeralic watches Jessalyn. "Major? Are you certain you're alright?"

Shenner, still standing tensely near one of the bunks, guitar dangling by its 
  neck from one of 'his' hands, glances around at everyone again. Evidently 
  invoking a decision to keep quiet until noticed anew, the youngster doesn't 
  utter a word.

Skeezix looks at you for a moment.

Jessalyn nods again, glancing up at Jeralic. "Yes, really... go ahead, sir."

Skeezix
The man before you stands to about 5'11. He is bulky, agile and carries a 
  determined look in his vivid blue eyes. He is young, looking to be about 26, 
  his short brown hair just starting to show age. A gold wedding band is 
  always worn on his left hand ring finger.
He is currently dressed in a skin-tight black jumpsuit that runs from his neck 
  to feet, covering his arms and ending in a pair of black gloves. A dark 
  brown protective vest covers his upper body and the back of his neck. 
  Strapped around his waist is a jet black utility belt, carrying some 
  important field utilities, ration packs, a medpack, and numerous extras. His 
  durable leather holster is wrapped down a short length of his right leg and 
  slung low for quick access. Inside the holster, a heavy blaster pistol can 
  be seen. A pair of shiny black combat boots run up to his midcalf, tied 
  tightly.
Carrying:
NRGO_Lecture_Object
Tactical Roster
R2-L1 Remote/Datapad(#2774OVX)

Jeralic nods, not looking convinecd. He looks at Shenner anyways. "Shenner?"

Shenner lifts 'his' head again, immediately.
Shenner asks gravely, "Should I go on?"

Skeezix shrugs, tugging at his protective vest to attempt to alter the fit. He 
  watches with slight interest, returning the boy's glance.

Jeralic nods. "Yes, please."

Shenner once more nods 'his' head, and says earnestly, "Well, like I said. My 
  boss is lookin' for your General Solo. I don't know if y'all found him yet, 
  but I don't think my boss knows I'm up here, and I wanted to ask if I could 
  get him a message."

Jeralic tilts his head. "Who is your boss?"

"Grathix Stur'ttrakath," replies the kid promptly. "That's all I know. He 
  didn't pay me to ask more, and I didn't. But he told me he had NR friends 
  helpin' him, so I thought, well, I'd better ask."

Jeralic frowns, slightly, looking up. "Major, do you know of this Grathix?"

Jessalyn shakes her head, spreading her hands wide. "No, sir, I certainly 
  don't."

Jeralic hmmmms slightly, looking at Shenner again. "Do you have a way of 
  contacting him?"

Avalyne enters from the Aft Main Corridor.
Avalyne has arrived.
Avalyne steps in quietly and sits back down on the bunk.

Jessalyn looks up as Avalyne enters and whispers to her after she sits back 
  down.

Shenner draws in a breath and lets it out, thinking a moment before answering 
  Jeralic, "I ain't got a radio or nothin'. I know where he's stayin', though, 
  and his ship's docked in the capital's spaceport. The _Cat's Paw_."

Jeralic nods. "Do you think that this Grathix might know where Solo is right 
  now?"

Jessalyn pauses in her whispering to Avalyne and glances at the admiral. "Sir 
  --"

Jeralic looks over. "Major?"

Jessalyn wrings her hands in her lap. "Sir -- Colonel Skywalker found out 
  where Solo is."

The musician shakes that red head. "Nope. We were gonna try to find out" -- 
  the kid suddenly grins, lopsidedly -- "but the plan was gettin' kinda too 
  visible, and, well, uh, then I ran into your Jedi." The grin fades, 
  returning Shenner to the look of a nervous youth.
Shenner blinks.

Jeralic blinks. "He does? Where is he?"

Skeezix blinks slightly, looking up in sudden interest at Jessalyn.

Jessalyn looks uncomfortable as all eyes settle on her, and glances around the 
  room. "Palanhi. He's been handed over to some Imperial Lord, they believe 
  his name is Sabbath."

Jeralic blinks. "Sabbath? I can't say that I've ever heard of him, or hte 
  planet."

Avalyne raises an eyebrow. and leans back on her bunk.

Skeezix frowns, "We were all at Palanhi no more than a month ago."

Shenner goes rather paler, and seems to shrink a trifle, at the mention of the 
  word 'Imperial'.

Jeralic shakes his head. "I'm afraid that I wasn't. I was just called back to 
  the main fleet about a week ago, after Admiral Tower resigned his post."

Skeezix looks over to Jeralic in complete surprise. "/Admiral/ Tower, 
  /resigned/?"

Shenner blurts out abruptly, to Jeralic, "Sir... um... any way I can get a 
  message down to my boss? A coupla Imps were... gettin' a little too 
  interested in me, and he was gonna try to find out why, but if your General 
  ain't down there anyway..."

Skeezix shakes his head, and says, "Later... Solo is of more importance right 
  now."

The R2-L1 unit turns and chirps out some high-pithced beeps.

Jessalyn shrugs slightly, brows furrowing. "Apparently this Sabbath contacted 
  Lu -- er, Colonel Sky --" She trails off.

Avalyne smiles towards Shenner and offers a comforting glance.

Jeralic nods. 'Have the NRI find out anything they can about this new Lord and 
  Palanhi.'

Shenner's hand holding the guitar starts fidgeting with its strings, 
  unconsciously.

Avalyne puts a gentle hand on Jessalyn's shoulder and quietly mermurs 
  something to her.

Shenner adds anxiously, "One of the Imps who was buggin' me said she was a 
  'Lady'."

Jeralic frowns. "An Imperial Lady? Can you describe her?"

Skeezix walks over towards the ground at the mention of Lady, suddenly 
  interested.

Shenner nods, restlessly. "Dressed rich. Talked rich. Um... red hair, green 
  eyes. Like me. She wanted to gimme money to come off the planet with her, 
  and I kept tellin' her I had a boss already, but she wouldn't leave me 
  alone, see. I gotta tell my boss Solo ain't down there before she finds him!"

Skeezix perks an eyebrow. "Admiral... I think I know who he's talking about."

Shenner finishes, "I got a card from her."

Jeralic looks up. 'Who?'

Jessalyn flushes bright red at something Avalyne whispers to her, and stares 
  down at her hands before replying to her in a quiet voice.

Avalyne smiles, not really paying attention to the ordeal in the rest of the 
  room and leans in towards Jessalyn.

Skeezix says, "I don't have a name, Sir, but the description we have here 
  is... pretty close to a woman I saw on etti IV. I didn't get a name... but 
  she seemed... almost evil."

Shenner frowns and starts fishing through 'his' vest's pockets, till at last 
  'he' produces a datacard with an Imperial seal on it; this, the kid hands to 
  the Admiral, saying sheepishly, "She kept on at me 'bout me havin' talent, 
  hells, I sing good, but I think she was feedin' me a line o' bantha dung."

Jeralic takes the datacard, reading it over.
Jeralic frowns. "Lady Alora Antieres. Ring a bell anyone?"

Jessalyn tenses as Avalyne whispers to her again, her eyes going wide, and she 
  shakes her head vehemntly.

Jeralic looks at Skeezix, patiently

Shenner shuts up again, watching the NR personnel digest all this information. 
  The kid stays pale, tense of face, and dark of eye.

Skeezix narrows his eyes in thought. "Alora. I've heard it before... I'm sure 
  I have."

Jeralic nods, handing the datacard to him. "Okay. Captain, take your 
  description, Shenner's description, and this datacard and get on the line 
  with the NRI. I want everything they've got on Alora, Sabbath, and Palanthi 
  on the double."

Avalyne nods slowly.

Jessalyn wrings her hands in her lap, her lips turned down in a worried frown, 
  and she glances at Avalyne from the corner of her eye.

Avalyne looks at Jess, her eyes smiling in a friendly gaze.

Shenner, at last, turns to kneel by 'his' open guitar case lying on the floor. 
  The kid gingerly places the guitar into the thing, then rises again, 
  glancing between Jeralic and the captain he's addressed, perhaps not knowing 
  what to do now.

Skeezix nods curtly and takes the card from Jeralic. "Right away, Sir," he 
  says and turns towards the door.

Jessalyn hisses a whisper to Avalyne, that's just audible in her frustration. 
  "Because he's Luke Skywalker!"

Avalyne's eyes get round with shock.

Kaley looks sharply at Jessa, then smiles.

Jeralic nods. He looks at Jessalyn. "Major. When you're down with her, I want 
  you to take Shenner to the comm room. Make sure he gets in touch with his 
  boss. Find out Grathix's situation and if he needs assistance."

Avalyne sits gingerly on the edge of the bed at a loss for words.

Jessalyn turns her head as she's addressed, flushing bright red, and nods. 
  "Yes, sir, of course. I'll do that right away."

Shenner relaxes a trifle, and says impulsively, "Thanks, sir..."

Jessalyn fidgets, glances at Avalyne, and sighs softly to herself.

Avalyne looks up at Jessalyn and apparantly is trying to regain her composure.

Kaley pushes her brown hair behind an ear and stiffles a giggle.

Avalyne nods to Jessa and shrugs lightly.
Avalyne looks to Jessa & arches a brow. She smiles and nods, even if only 
  skeptically.

Shenner slowly sits back down on the bunk, silent and nervous and wide-eyed 
  again. One of the kid's booted heels bounces soundlessly and fretfully 
  against the floor.

Quick enters from the Aft Main Corridor.
Quick has arrived.

Jessalyn breathes out a long sigh and looks at Shenner. "You ready, dear?"

Kaley nods to Quick when he enters.

Quick walks in with a firm stride and looks around, "G'day everyone, Kaley." a 
  smile blossoms itself on his face."

Shenner meets Jessalyn's gaze and nods again, hastily. The kid rises. "Yeah, 
  sure..."

Jessalyn rises from the bunk and smiles at Shenner, gesturing to the doorway, 
  and hurries past the others into the hallway.
Jessalyn enters the Aft Main Corridor.
Jessalyn has left.

You step out into the Aft Main Corridor.
Aft Corridor -- NRV Alderaan
        You are in the Aft Main Corridor of Deck 2. This deck is the ship's 
heart. You can find Engineering on this deck. The crew's and XO's quarters are 
also located on this deck.
 
Contents:
Jessalyn
Obvious exits:
 
        Starboard <S> leads to X.O. Quarters / Office -- NRV Alderaan.
             Port <P> leads to Crew Quarters -- NRV Alderaan.
             Down <D> leads to Umbilical Docking Tubes -- NRV Alderaan.
              Aft <A> leads to Engineering -- NRV Alderaan.
             Fore <F> leads to Fore Corridor -- NRV Alderaan.

Yenz comes up from the docking tubes
Yenz has arrived.
Yenz looks at you for a moment.

Yenz
 You look upon a man in his early twenties, 6'2", and about 140 something 
  lbs. Hewalks with confidence, and arrogance. He fiery green eyes glance 
  about, fittingfor his bright smile. His shiny, raven black hair hangs down 
  to his waist in a braid, braided with some kind of soft leather.
 He wears a pair of black combat boots and a black jumpsuit along with a 
  trenchcoat. He also has a black utility belt around his waist, from which 
  two grenades and a heavy blaster pistol hang. Slung over his shoulder is a 
  special forces rifle, and a combat knife shows its handle from his left boot.

Yenz nods.
Yenz salutes Jessalyn as he comes in. "Major."

Jessalyn glances over as she's addressed and returns Yenz's salute. 
  "Sergeant." She then returns to speaking to the young person standing next 
  to her in the corridor.

Yenz looks at you for a moment.

Jessalyn tilts her head to the side, regarding Shenner. "What is it exactly 
  that you need to tell your boss again?" she asks quietly.

Shenner shifts a trifle nervously in the corridor beside the major; the kid 
  looks fidgety. "Where I am, and that I'm okay..." Green eyes flick to the 
  stranger who passes, and the youngster adds lowly, "And that, um, the 
  General ain't on the planet."

Yenz head fore along the corridor.
Yenz has left.

Jessalyn watches Yenz leave, a somewhat uncomfortable expression clouding her 
  fair features and her shoulders slump slightly. "Of course," she says 
  distractedly, then sighs. "I'm never going to get used to this rank."

The kid mutters, "Major beats street rat, lady..."

Jessalyn gives you a sour look. "I didn't ask to be major," she snaps 
  irritably. "And call me Jessalyn, please. Anything else tends to make me 
  nervous."

Shenner quickly lifts skinny hands, palms forward, fingers spread. "Sorry," 
  the kid mumbles sheepishly. "You're all way over my head anyway..."

Jessalyn sighs, rubbing a hand over her forehead. "I'm sorry," she sighs. "I'm 
  just nervous. I'm not used to all this, either, you know." She smiles 
  faintly at you. "You're just young, Shen. A boy like you will definitely go 
  far some day."

Shenner blinks, oddly, for a moment, looking taken aback. Then the kid grins 
  falteringly. "Um.... well, I guess..."

Jessalyn pauses thoughtfully, head slightly tilted, eyes shining. "Have you 
  thought about staying with us?" she says with a slow smile.

The kid blinks again, and says blankly, "What the kark would you people do 
  with a street bard?"

Jessalyn raises a delicate eyebrow. "Is that what you do for Grathix? Sing?" 
  she muses.

Shenner's mouth quirks, in a kind of darkly wry expression, and 'he' replies 
  confidingly, "Well, it's been a handy cover so far..." The grin fades, then. 
  Shenner glances down at 'his' boots and adds, sounding strangely bashful, 
  "Don't think you guys'd have much use for a thief on this boat, either."

Jessalyn's hand rests softly on your shoulder, a comforting gesture, and she 
  moves closer to you. The scent of roses can be detected from her skin and 
  hair as she leans in, and whispers, "Shen, we all got here in strange ways. 
  Solo wasn't exactly a model citizen before he joined in with the Rebels, now 
  was he?" She smiles gently, her eyes warm and inviting. "I know you have 
  talents and potentials that the New Republic could use."

Shenner smirks faintly. "I been hearin' a lot about this Solo character, la -- 
  er, Jessalyn... can't say's I know what's true, really, 'cept it seems he 
  really does belong with you guys." Shen looks up again, and smiles 
  crookedly, more than a little warily. The kid considers a moment, then says, 
  tone blunt, "Look... that Imperial Lady, she was blatherin' at me about 
  'talents', too. Don't gimme a line like that unless you mean it. You barely 
  know me, what can you know about my talnet?"

Jessalyn purses her lips and leans back slighlty, arms folded over her chest. 
  "You're intelligent -- sharp, actually. Perceptive. Brave." She lets her 
  lips curve into a smile. "A little rough around the edges, perhaps, but even 
  that is endearing," she goes on, tapping her fingers over her chin.

Quick comes up from the docking tubes
Quick has arrived.
Quick walks out of the Umbilical Tube looking at the floor and dragging his 
  feet.

Jessalyn stands in the corridor talking to Shenner, arms folded, smiling.

The kid snorts, apparently made a little more at ease. "I ain't passed no 
  courses in manners. I told the Imps that, too. Ain't nothin' brave about me, 
  though," Shen says to Jessalyn.

Quick looks up and stops dead where he stands and looks around for some way to 
  escape.

Jessalyn chuckles mildly. "If that were true, you would never have interfered 
  with Luke when you saw him in danger," she points out in reasonable tones. 
  "You might not want to admit it, but you've got quite a lot of courage for a 
  young person like yourself."

Quick slinks against the wall to the Turbo shaft until he trips over his own 
  feet, "Darn!!"

Jessalyn glances up, frowning, and stands closer to Shenner.

Quick picks himself up and dust himself of mumbling about his own clumsy self 
  and being unable to stay in a relationship worth jack.

Shenner's gaze shoots up, and closes off again somewhat; the kid's expression 
  turns a little warier at the presence of the man in the hall.

Quick strides over to the turbolift without further incident and pushes the 
  button.
Quick head fore along the corridor.
Quick has left.

Jessalyn watches Quick disappear into the lift and looks back at Shenner, 
  brows lifted as if she expects a reply.

Shenner leans against the wall beside you, and says more or less in the 
  direction of the opposite wall, "Well, um... I guess I didn't wanna see the 
  Espos get him, yah know?" Shenner's voice drops, losing some of its cocky 
  overtone.

Skeezix comes out of the Crew Quarters.
Skeezix has arrived.
Skeezix steps out of the crew quarters, looking around quietly.

Jessalyn nods thoughtfully, and says to Shenner, "I do understand. We all have 
  motivations, and your sense of concern and responsibility made you act on 
  your feelings. Do you see what I mean?"

Skeezix begins to walk up the corridor, towards Jess and Shen. He renders a 
  relaxed salute to Jessalyn, pausing as he reaches the group. "Major.. good 
  evening."

Jessalyn straightens slightly, returnsing the salute briefly and smiling. 
  "Captain Calhoun.." she says quietly.

Shenner straightens, slowly, looking between the two officers.

Skeezix lowers his salute and nods slowly to Jessalyn. "Mind if I hang out 
  with you two?" he asks, nodding to Shenner.

Shenner glances at Jessalyn first as if expecting that comment to have been 
  directed to her.

Jessalyn raises her brows, glancing at Shenner, and then grins widely, sliding 
  an arm casually around Shenner's shoulders. "Please do, Captain. I was just 
  explaining to Shenner that he has plenty of talents and potentialities which 
  could be useful in the service of the New Republic."

Skeezix grins slightly and says, "Shenner, eh?" He looks back to Jessalyn and 
  asks, "What's he got, Major?"

Jessalyn gives Shenner's shoulders a light squeeze. "Smarts for one thing. 
  This kid is bright -- perceptive and sharp. And lots of spirit. He stuck his 
  neck out when he didn't have to and ended up helping Colonel Skywalker." She 
  nods gravely. "Spirit and brains."

Quick arrives from the fore of the ship.
Quick has arrived.
Quick enters the Crew Quarters.
Quick has left.

Shenner smirks faintly, glancing off in a random direction, and looking 
  somewhere between embarrassed and sarcastic. "I'm a devout coward. Don't 
  listen to this bantha dung."

Jessalyn leans in towards and Skeezix and offers in a stage whisper, "Did I 
  mention modesty?"

Skeezix looks over to Quick, frowning darkly as he passes through. He blinks 
  and looks back to Jessalyn. "Oh really?" He grins, "Sure doesn't sound like 
  it, kid."

Shenner splutters, "I ain't got no modesty. I'll cheerfully tell yah I can 
  play you a mean guitar. I just don't see what's so karkin' brave about 
  tryin' to get a guy to move, is all..."

Jessalyn chuckles again, her arm tightening around Shenner's shoulders. "Did 
  anyone else try?" she asks pointedly.

Skeezix looks over to Shenner and says, "Hey, I don't think Major Valios here 
  makes a habit outta lyin', kid. She says you've got what it takes."
Skeezix looks at you for a moment.

The kid blinks at Jessalyn, struggles a moment for an answer, and then 
  mumbles, "Um, well, I was kinda the only person left at the cafe. Everybody 
  else took off when the fight started."

Jessalyn glances between Shenner and Skeezix with laughing eyes. "What did I 
  tell you? Everyone had left -- except Shenner!"

Skeezix laughs and asks, "Major, ya sure he's got it cut out for the Republic? 
  I mean, he /is/ kinda young and all.." He winks at Jessalyn, then looks to 
  Shenner for an answer.

Shenner protests, "Well, I was runnin', too, lady, I just forgot my guitar!"
Shenner promptly retorts to the captain, "I'm old enough for anything that 
  comes along, pal!"

Skeezix laughs heartily and says, "Well, you certainly didn't take that false 
  pun very well, kid." He smirks.

Jessalyn nods, smiling largely, "Still a little rough around the edges."

The youngster's face crinkles, and Shenner might be seen to blush. Just a bit.

Kaley comes out of the Crew Quarters.
Kaley has arrived.

Skeezix grins and pats Shenner on his shoulder. "Hey, we all got weak spots, 
  kid."

Kaley sighs strongly as the door slides closed behind her. She scans the hall.

Jessalyn grins at Skeezix and promptly bends over to kiss the blushing 
  Shenner's cheek, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

A sheepish-looking Shenner might be spotted between Skeezix and Jessalyn, not 
  too far away. The young guitarist's grinning a little, unsurely, as 'he' 
  tells Skeezix, "Yeah, and mine's that I'm a devout... hey!" At Jessalyn's 
  kiss, the kid promptly turns scarlet.

Skeezix leans backwards and laughs loudly.

Jessalyn laughs loudly at Shenner's embarrassment. "What's the matter, Shen?"

Kaley smiles at the scene down the hall before she goes to check on her ship.

"Geez," the kid mutters gruffly, "you'd think I was six or somethin'....!"

Kaley climbs down towards the docking tubes' zone...
Kaley has left.

Jessalyn chuckles and moves ominously closer to Shenner. "What, you wanted 
  more than a kiss on the cheek? I'm afraid I don't have time for anything 
  else."

Skeezix snickers and asks, "Well how old /is/ he anyway, Jess?"

Quick comes out of the Crew Quarters.
Quick has arrived.
Quick head fore along the corridor.
Quick has left.
Quick arrives from the fore of the ship.
Quick has arrived.
Quick enters the XO's Quarters.
Quick has left.
Quick steps out of the XO's office.
Quick has arrived.
Quick enters the Crew Quarters.
Quick has left.

Something in the kid's green eyes closes off again, as if somebody had just 
  activated a forcefield across Shen's stare. 'His' skinny hands come up 
  again, but this time, strangely defensively, even as the youngster replies, 
  "Hey, just don't want you breakin' any rules about fraternizin' with 
  civilians on this boat!"

Skeezix perks an eyebrow and looks over to Jessalyn. "Geez, you'd think he was 
  afraid that /I/ was gonna peck him one."

Jessalyn shrugs eloquently, still grinning, and looks back at Skeezix. "I 
  guess I need my beauty sleep," she winks.

At Skeezis's jibe, the kid actually pales, and abruptly says, voice shaking 
  _just_ a little, "Um... Jessalyn, I-I gotta radio my boss, still...."

Skeezix laughs and jabs Jessalyn in her ribs. "Be careful, Major." is all he 
  says.

Jessalyn grins at Skeezix and turns a sympathetic gaze on Shenner. "All right, 
  dear. Let's go call him."

Kaley comes up from the docking tubes
Kaley has arrived.

The redheaded kid's composure seems to return, quickly, and with a ready nod, 
  Shenner allows Jessalyn to lead 'him' off.

[End log.]

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[NOTE: The song partially quoted here is "Elf Glade", by Meg Davis, from her
 tape _Captain Jack and the Mermaid_.]