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Into the Black Flight Club meeting (Tuesday evening)

Anakin and Padmé sat on the ramp of Padmé's ship. The smell of the pizza ordered for the Flight Club's first meeting wafted out and caused Anakin's stomach to rumble.

He practically vibrated with energy. Could be the possibility of flying again. Could be the excuse to spend more time with the Senator. Either way, he's in a fantastic mood.

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Rogue stands around by the pizza. She glares at the slices, then her gloves, finally using a fork to stab a slice onto a paper plate. She uses the fork to eat it neatly and carefully.

Ivanova reaches for another slice, notices the fork, and raises an eyebrow at the neatness amongst the chaos of cheesy nirvana. She quickly swipes her hand across her pant leg before sticking out her hand. "Hi, I'm Ivanova. I don't think we've met."

Rogue realizes that wearing her best leather gloves probably wasn't the best idea. Black cotton, next time. She shakes Ivanova's hand, grabbing a napkin to wipe off the grease as soon as she lets go. "I'm Rogue. And I'd use my hands, but," she wiggles her gloved fingers, "I like the leather."

She takes another bite. "You're a pilot?"

Ivanova winces. "Sorry about the grease . . . In a manner of speaking. I can fly, and I do fly, but I usually just tell others where to fly." She smiles rather wryly. "People keep telling me I should keep my flight hours up, but commanding others is just so *fun*. Do you fly?"

"Don't worry about it. My fault for wearin' 'em anyway." Rogue smiles. "That does sound like fun. And I fly, as in, other people fly me around in the Blackbird. Other than that, I'm here to learn." She looks at the food. "And eat pizza."

Ivanova grins. "If you ever want some practise, swing on by the White Star. I parked her across town. The ship that *isn't* Solo's monolith.

Rogue smiles back. "Wow, that's so generous! Thanks. I promise I won't do it until I've got a hang of this business first."

Ivanova smiles. "It's my pleasure. If it were up to me that thing would probably rust to the ground. Drop by any time." She glances around. "Anyway, I have to be going. It was great meeting you. I'll see you around."

"You too," she smiles. "I'll see you here next week at least."

Returning from her conversation with Shep, Beka waves at Rogue. "Hey. Haven't seen you for a few."

Rogue smiles at Beka. "Congratulations! I voted for you, you know." She shrugs. "I was home Saturday and Sunday, had to have my biweekly counselling session." The last two words are said with a bit of contempt; clearly, they aren't doing what they should. "Didn't get back until Monday morning before class."

"Now I know who to kill if I hate the job." Beka winks. "Thanks. I appreciate the support. Sorry about the counselling. Sounds..." She pulls a face. "Bad. Everything OK?"

"Eh." She shrugs. "It's okay, I mean, as okay as it can be. I'm just annoyed that there's not been any progress. The Professor has a new doctor that's working on--my problem, but they're so busy with new kids, that i'm kind of an afterthought." Rogue sighs. "I'm sure they'll figure it out eventually."

"Me too. It's just science, right? So there's an answer." She nudges Rogue with an elbow. "Pretty ship, isn't she?"

Rogue nods, looking awed. "It's so...shiny. D'ya think there's somone who has to polish it?"

Beka strokes the ship's silken hull again. The metal's softer than any silk, nicer than anything she's ever owned. "It's Senator Amidala's ship, so someone probably does. But I think... metal like this? It doesn't need polishing. Unless she gets hurt."

Rogue looks it over. "It's really very beautiful." She reaches out to touch it. "It doesn't even seem to have any seams..."

"Space is a vacuum. Seams are a liability. They can bust open." She smiles. "It probably has them underneath, but this? It's like a skin."

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