John walked in with every intention of just sitting down and nursing a beer. They were on their way to send the Leviathan off, to say goodbye, and it was getting harder with every moment they came closer. They had helped John a lot in the past few weeks
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Amelia steps through the door, smiling, her past seriousness seeming to be gone. It's been a while since she's been here, since she last broke down. She's healing, she's doing better. Life is better
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To be fair, there is nothing fundamentally wrong with X-wings; they are perfectly useful, adaptable starfighters. And, to be logical, Flight Officer Yazycova knows that she really does need to learn how to fly them
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Amelia steps through the door, clinging to the small Ewok toy she had. She doesn't look horribly sad for once, just...a little bit sad. It's a big step for the five year old
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