fandomhigh | Flight Club meeting [Tuesday early evening--plenty of time before Caritas]

Anakin opened up the door to the flight simulator shed and set up the chairs for another movie. With the excitement leading up to the holiday, he didn't really expect a lot of drama at the club tonight.

He looked over at the crowd. "Couple of things. First of all, I talked with Dean Bristow and he's okay with us doing some actual flying as long as we don't break atmosphere. Not great for flying space-based stuff, but until we're good to go on simulators, I don't really want us crashing into the sun and dying anyway. There is a new shop in town--Ivanova knows the owner--that's willing to teach us how to fly airplanes, which is very cool. We'll be having a trip over there after the holidays."

He gestured at the simulator. "I've set her controls for a YT-1300 Corellian stock freighter. You might know the type better as what the Millennium Falcon began life as." He smiled at Han. "Not quite sure what you've done to her controls, but I'm guessing they're not exactly factory-spec any more."

He cleared his throat. "And if you want a chance to head off world for the holiday, Han has room for up to three people to go with him back to a planet called Deneb. If you've always wanted to stand on a planet that isn't this one and you can convince your guardian that you should totally be allowed to go, well, here's your chance."

He pointed over at the movie screen. "And if your brains are too fried to even thinking about flying tonight, I've brought out a movie called Pearl Harbor. The history, I've been told, isn't exactly accurate and there's really no way the pilots could shift that quickly from flying fighters to flying bombers, but the explosions are cool and the nurses are kinda hot."

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"Yeah, I was going to ask you about that. I think it might be a good idea to keep an eye on that." He sighs and tries not to remember how hurt Rory looked when he told her about helping Angel.

"Hey," she cuddles closer. "You sure you're o.k.?"

He sighs and buries his face in her hair. "I told Rory about how I helped Angel," he says softly.

She gently strokes the back of his head. "And?"

"And..." It takes a moment for him to finish. "She's hurt. I don't think she gets it and I can't expect her to get it."

Vala sighs. There really isn't anything she can say, and she of all people understands how nasty a sitch like this can be. "Give her time, Cam. Maybe she'll be able to forgive some day."

"I know," he sighs and kisses her cheek. "I don't regret what I did, just that it hurt her."

She hugs him. "I know. But you did the right thing, YoYo. I'm proud of you."

Cameron wraps his arms around her and closes his eyes. She's the reason why he knows it's right to begin with. "I love you."

Vala just wraps him tight and hold him. "Me you too, YoYo."

The noise of stuff blowing up reminds Cameron where he is and he pulls back slightly. "Wanna get out of here?"

"Sure. Caritas?"

"Yeah," Cameron wouldn't mind getting their early and just having time to wind down before the crowd rush in. He gets up from his chair and holds his hand out to her.

She takes his hand and lets him help her up, following him out the door.

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