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After everything back on Terra, Hobbie would have been just as happy to never set eyes on the thrice-damned planet ever again. He wasn't quite ready to retire, but he also couldn't quite imagine returning to training squadrons any time soon. It was Wedge who'd suggested a long vacation, most of which Hobbie had spent on Ralltiir, getting to know what was left of his family once more.

He was finally back, though. As a hero of the New Republic, apparently there'd been a memorial service for Janson while he was gone. He wasn't entirely sure he regretted missing it. After all, he'd been there for the actual funeral. Everyone here who knew him seemed to be treating him with kid gloves. Those who didn't just looked at his expression and decided to tread softly.

He had to admit that his first day back could have gone better. Much better. The trainees didn't know what to make of him. Which wasn't entirely unusual, for Hobbie, but the effect seemed to have only increased.

At the moment, he couldn't much bring himself to worry overmuch about it. Maybe later.

At the moment, he was lying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, willing sleep to come.

Somehow, he managed to slip from consciousness to sleep without even realizing it, which was really the way of things anyhow.

So imagine his surprise when he sits up in his bed, only to see a familiar form sprawled in the bed across from his. If he were actually awake, he'd realize that there was no second bed, being that he'd gotten a single room due to his status. The image, however, was powerfully familiar, like a reminder of home, and he accepted it without question.


Date: 2008-05-16 12:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Wes opened his eyes at the sound of Hobbie's voice, being a light sleeper as a general rule. Partially because of the whole being a soldier and waking up in an instant at the first sign of trouble, and partially because Hobbie had a tendency to have nightmares.

Stretching slightly, Wes shifted so he could look at his friend. "Hey, Hobbs. Everything okay?"

Date: 2008-05-16 12:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hobbie frowned, which was probably hard for Wes to see in the dark, and shook his head, which probably wasn't.


He got up and went over to poke Janson's shoulder just to make sure he's really there.

Date: 2008-05-16 01:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Wes blinked and looked down at his shoulder for a moment before he looked back up at Hobbie. "You know I don't mind getting poked when I actually did something, but I'm at a loss as to what I've done this time. Was it fun at least?"

Date: 2008-05-16 01:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"You," died.

Didn't he? Hobbie settled himself into sitting on the edge of Wes' bed, his expression thoroughly confused. "Maybe I dreamed it."

One long crazy-ass dream. And that didn't feel quite right but....he didn't particularly care at the moment.

Date: 2008-05-16 01:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Wes braced up on his elbow, looking about as confused as Hobbie did. "I'm guessing that I don't want to know?"

Date: 2008-05-16 01:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Mmmmm, no, probably not."

Weird, he didn't usually have dreams like that.

"Sorry I woke you." He should really just go back to bed.

Date: 2008-05-16 01:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Of course, now Wes was even more curious about the whole thing.

"Not a problem."


"Sure you don't want to talk about it or something?"

Date: 2008-05-16 01:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"It wasn't normal."

He paused.

"I mean for me."

Date: 2008-05-16 02:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Wes chuckled and lifted an eyebrow slightly. "I thought that was normal for you."

Date: 2008-05-16 02:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hobbie made a face at Wes, "I was trying to head you off from that comment."

They knew each other far too well.

Date: 2008-05-16 02:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Laying back against the bed again, he put his hands behind his head and offered Hobbie a lopsided smile. "Well you know me. I hate to disappoint."

Date: 2008-05-16 09:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"That is one of your better qualities," he agreed. Before adding, "most of the time."

Because sometimes he really did try to exceed expectations of him and all.

Date: 2008-05-16 10:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
His smile widened. "Only most of the time?"

Date: 2008-05-16 10:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hobbie grinned despite himself, "well, sometimes you go a little far."

Just a little!

Date: 2008-05-16 11:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Name one time."

There's a slight pause.

"Except the ones that have to do with Ewoks. They don't count."

Date: 2008-05-17 02:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"How about that one time with the Twi'lek dancing girls?" Hobbie raised his eyebrows. "And don't even get me started on the Ewoks."

Date: 2008-05-18 05:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"What? You didn't have fun with the ladies?"

Wes gave him one of those looks. You know, the ones where it looks like he's been kicked while he's down.

"I already said the Ewoks don't count!"

Date: 2008-05-19 12:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"They were interesting, at least. And bendy."

He just shook his head at Wes' kicked puppy look. "Don't even try it." But he couldn't say that it didn't work because they both knew that'd be a lie.

Date: 2008-05-19 12:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I'm not trying anything!"

Which of course was the truth in his own twisted sense of logic. After all, it wasn't actually trying if a person succeeded.

Date: 2008-05-20 12:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Right, you're perfectly innocent of any sneakiness whatsoever." Hobbie nodded solemnly. "Of course, how could I miss that?"

Date: 2008-05-20 11:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Well personally I think it's because you're so busy coming up with new schemes and plots to get me in trouble with Wedge."

Date: 2008-05-21 11:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hobbie made a very good shocked face, "me? You come up with those quite well enough on your own, kiddo."

Date: 2008-05-22 12:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Wes lifted an eyebrow, obviously amused. "Kiddo?"

Date: 2008-05-22 12:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hobbie waved a hand, "it's late, give me a break here!"

Yeah, he didn't know where it came from either.

Date: 2008-05-22 11:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Something tells me that you've been spending too much time with the trainees."

Date: 2008-05-23 03:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Actually, I haven't." Pause. "I think."

Now he's confused. Again.

Date: 2008-05-23 04:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Skipping class again?" Wes tsks as he sits up in bed and stretches a bit.

Date: 2008-05-23 12:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Not exactly. Haven't I been gone a while?"

Haven't you?

Date: 2008-05-23 03:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Eh, it's a matter of viewpoint, especially when it comes to trainees. Any time spent away from them seems too short."

Date: 2008-05-27 10:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hobbie opened his mouth, closed it, thought for a moment, and then opened it again, "you've got a point."


"Yes, I know you usually do."

Date: 2008-05-28 11:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Wes' grin widened and he reached out to rest a hand on Hobbie''s arm in a familiar fashion. "Who me? I prefer avoiding them really, but they always seem to find me."


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