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Flight Club [Tuesday, early evening]

Even after a workout in the gym, Anakin was still in a bit of a Mood.

He didn't slam open the door to the Flight Club shed, but it's a near thing.

He took a deep breath, fired up the sim--still set with up with the Jedi Starfighter programming--and waited for the rest of the club to arrive.

"With the new regulations about off-campus travel, and my trip home this weekend, I didn't have a chance to talk with the Dean about how that might effect our work with actual flying. I'll get to that this week. I apologize for not doing so earlier."

He gestured at the flight sim. "You have been making some pretty great strides towards learning the way that the Starfighter flies. I've increased the difficulty of the programs tonight and included a few more combat runs." He rubbed his hands together. "One's so new I haven't even gotten a chance to try it."

Anakin cleared his throat. "Have fun, blow off a little steam. But as always, break the sim and we'll have to have a bit of a discussion."

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Lee tightens his jaw as he gets into the flight sim and flicks the switches to fly. "Gods, I need this," he mutters under his breath as the sim flares up into life.

Han signs in.

Cally has given up on the idea that her skills as a mechanic will actually be required in flight club.

She signs in, and goes to keep an eye on the simulator.

"I got permission from the Dean to go to Deneb over Thanksgiving. I have space for two, three if they're real friendly, if anyone wants to come along. Get your own permission, though."

Cally, doing her usual sim-running duties, raises an eyebrow as Lee gets into the sim.

"Hey. Just trying the flight, or do you want me to boot up one of the combat situationy-thingies?" She smiles, hoping her cheerfulness might lighten Lee's mood.

Lee smiles at Cally as it's hard not to, even when feeling more emo than usual. "Hey, Cally. I'd love to shoot the frak out of anything this baby's got," he says.

Anakin nodded. "That sounds great. I'll be exploring the culture on this planet, but I'm sure there are beings here who would jump at the chance to come. You want to send an email to the group? I can give you the addresses."

"One order of stuff to shoot the frak out of, coming right up." She says with a wink, and goes about activating the easiest of the combat sims Anakin has programmed in. Not that she doesn't think could handle worse, she just wants him to have a good time and not get more frustrated, that's all.

Lee picks up the console and figures out pretty quickly how the thing flies and shoots. He's biting his lip tightly as he finishes the first round. "Something a bit more challenging next time, Cally?" he asks, breathing normally but eyes on fire.

"You want harder, we got harder." She amps up the difficulty on the scenario, pressing the buttons as she's been instructed.

"There. Should be up to a level to match your mad pilot skillz, Lee." She laughs.

"Thanks, Cally," he says gratefully and flares up this second program. In under a minute, he's sweating, a maniacal grin on his face as he zooms through artificial space, destroying a rather irritatingly difficult-to-kill foe. "Frak!" he squeals when he's cornered into an astroid and blows up. Shaking his head, he pulls out of the sim and smiles at Cally. "That's a good one. Real good." He looks a bit dazed.

Anakin smiled at Lee's reaction.

"That was a hell of a battle," he commented. "You did really well for a first attempt."

"Thanks, Skywalker," Lee says teasingly and follows up in a more serious tone, "Glad you think so --- I'd love to spend a couple of hours in that sim. I miss flying out there in the black."

Cally coughs. "Erm, I've actually been, erm, meaning to tell you something, Lee. Kinda got busy and forgot..."

Lee looks at her curiously, "Yes?"

"We might have a Mark II viper on campus soon. Not sure if it'll run, but we're gonna have one."

Anakin grinned back. "It took me three runs through it myself before I didn't end up spattered against that rock. The trick is to throttle back a little coming around and then banking hard to starboard. The R-2 unit'll scream, but you don't end up dead."

His tone turned more serious as well. "Yeah. Fifteen minutes at a time isn't any way to get a serious workout. I've got the keys with me most days--if you need to blow off some steam that doesn't involve any real life fatalities, let me know and I can open this place up for you."

"A...A what?" Lee says startled, pleased, excited and hyper all at once.

"You're the guy, Anakin," Lee says with a charming smile. "Thanks."

*signs in*

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