OOM -- at home, doing Very Important Research
Anyone who knows Jonathan Gabriel well would take one look at the current state of his desk and be justified in saying he'd finally gone insane.
They'd be wrong, of course, because that happened a long time ago.
It is covered in Star Wars books. The first four X-wing titles lie abandoned, scattered in the corner, because he realised he didn't need them but couldn't be bothered putting them away. The next three -- the Wraith Squadron ones -- are much closer. These are the ones he needs.
Gabe is doing research.
The stuffed Ewok -- Rupert, Sally called him -- is sitting propped up against the wall, dressed in the pajamas Sally made him and wrapped in the orange comforter. The rest of his clothes have been neatly folded and packed in the bag; he may or may not have convinced Kara to iron the flight suit for him.
(But he wasn't playing dress-up, no sirree.)
There's a sheet of paper in front of him, and Gabe's making notes with a mechanical pencil.
Stuffed Ewok -- Wes Janson's? Jaina said he's in the bar. But kid? One of Wedge Antilles'?
It should be noted that writing Wedge Antilles' name down and therefore entertaining the possibility that the general is in Milliways made him squee like a mad squeeing thing.
Name: Rupert -- Kettch! -- "His name is Kettch and he's an Ewok."
"against regulations to fly starfighters while performing a puppet show"
When he reached Solo Command, he spent a good ten minutes giggling over the main prank scene. There's just something terribly satisfying -- and hilarious -- about snarky starfighter pilots getting their comeuppance in very ironic ways.
"felony to wear an Ewok as a swimsuit"
Definitely Lieutenant Kettch!
Appropriately gleeful, Gabe folds up the sheet of paper and crouches in front of Rupert Kettch, slotting the sheet in the bag. He studies the Ewok for a while longer, but decides he'll change him back into the flight suit later.
Well, first thing to do next time he goes to the bar, then, is find Wes Janson. And return his stuffed Ewok. And get his autograph, that part's important too.
First thing.
Yes.
He's absolutely not going to try and keep the Ewok.
Absolutely not.
...well, just for a little while, maybe. It's the real Kettch, after all! He'd be a very bad Star Wars fanboy if he didn't want to keep him.
So, after throwing the Ewok a military salute, Gabe returns to his desk, piles up the books, and starts flicking through the last one.
Then starts reading it properly, giggling.
Well, what else can you do when it's Starfighters of Adumar?
They'd be wrong, of course, because that happened a long time ago.
It is covered in Star Wars books. The first four X-wing titles lie abandoned, scattered in the corner, because he realised he didn't need them but couldn't be bothered putting them away. The next three -- the Wraith Squadron ones -- are much closer. These are the ones he needs.
Gabe is doing research.
The stuffed Ewok -- Rupert, Sally called him -- is sitting propped up against the wall, dressed in the pajamas Sally made him and wrapped in the orange comforter. The rest of his clothes have been neatly folded and packed in the bag; he may or may not have convinced Kara to iron the flight suit for him.
(But he wasn't playing dress-up, no sirree.)
There's a sheet of paper in front of him, and Gabe's making notes with a mechanical pencil.
Stuffed Ewok -- Wes Janson's? Jaina said he's in the bar. But kid? One of Wedge Antilles'?
It should be noted that writing Wedge Antilles' name down and therefore entertaining the possibility that the general is in Milliways made him squee like a mad squeeing thing.
Name: Rupert -- Kettch! -- "His name is Kettch and he's an Ewok."
"against regulations to fly starfighters while performing a puppet show"
When he reached Solo Command, he spent a good ten minutes giggling over the main prank scene. There's just something terribly satisfying -- and hilarious -- about snarky starfighter pilots getting their comeuppance in very ironic ways.
"felony to wear an Ewok as a swimsuit"
Definitely Lieutenant Kettch!
Appropriately gleeful, Gabe folds up the sheet of paper and crouches in front of Rupert Kettch, slotting the sheet in the bag. He studies the Ewok for a while longer, but decides he'll change him back into the flight suit later.
Well, first thing to do next time he goes to the bar, then, is find Wes Janson. And return his stuffed Ewok. And get his autograph, that part's important too.
First thing.
Yes.
He's absolutely not going to try and keep the Ewok.
Absolutely not.
...well, just for a little while, maybe. It's the real Kettch, after all! He'd be a very bad Star Wars fanboy if he didn't want to keep him.
So, after throwing the Ewok a military salute, Gabe returns to his desk, piles up the books, and starts flicking through the last one.
Then starts reading it properly, giggling.
Well, what else can you do when it's Starfighters of Adumar?