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A/N: Tinuviel Undomiel: Credit is given to Limelight, for allowing us to write a companion to her brilliant fic The Not Quite Love Letters. If you haven't read her fic, read at least the last chapter so you can follow along. But it would be better if you read the whole thing cause it is frickin hilarious! I tried to make this chap as humourous as possible. Review to tell me if I did.
A/N Nerwen Aldarion: When my sister said that she wanted to write a companion to The Not Quite Love Letters I thought she was crazy, I still think she is crazy but I think that it is really funny so I hope ya'll enjoy it. Oh yes and one thing, Wes Janson is now my favorite Rogue becuase of TNQLL he is hilarious!!!
Unofficial Notes of the Rebellion
Journal of Jan Ors
Date: Unknown
If you think getting sand blasted by Weequays or being trampled by a stampede of Rancors was bad, then you have never visited Ord Mantell.
I hate this dump!
Why did Kyle have to choose this place to hide at? It's all his fault anyways, if he hadn't have tripped the alarm at that Imperial Base, we wouldn't of had to rush out of there, and I wouldn't have had to face a Star Destroyer! A Star Destroyer! Thanks to him, we got our engines nearly melted and had to make an emergency landing here on this rock. I swear if we don't get out of here soon, I will wring his neck!
Rebellion Log of Kyle Katarn
Date: Unknown
Location: Ord Mantell.
Jan has been giving me the silent treatment for three days now. She tends to believe that all of this is my fault. Well how was I supposed to know that I had stepped over a tracking laser? It's not like my mind is totally bent on seeking those stupid alarms out. So yes, I had to get out of there as fast I could, but we were getting away just fine, a little rushed but no problems. Then we saw the Star Destroyer.
What possessed her to do her next move, I have no idea. She fired at the Star Destroyer! She must have been crazy to do something like that. I mean we have a good size ship, but that thing is a bug compared to what the Empire has.
I think she is still sore over the fact that the Empire blew up her home world. But that doesn't mean she can try and get me killed!
Honestly, I have no problem if she wasn't to go on some suicide run to destroy the Empire. Actually I do, but the fact is I happen to like my life, and I don't plan to die any time soon.
I just hope my transmission made it to the High Council, otherwise I have no idea how we will get out of here.
Journal of Jan Ors
Date: 1/30/3044 (yes I have found out the date)
Thank the Force Kyle's transmission came through; they said that they are sending some Han Solo out to find us . I think he's the guy who got some medal a while back. I remember he owns the Millenium Falcon, which won the Kessel run four years ago, and is rumored to be the fastest ship in galaxy. Kyle thinks I'm weird that know more about a man's ship than a man, but I tend to find the ship more impressive than the man.
A peculiar thing happened today, as Kyle and I were walking through Ord Mantell, keeping a low profile, (we have to be careful, Jabba may still have the bounties on Kyle.) I noticed that a lot of the men were looking at me funny.
Not that I found any of the men interesting, most of them were greaseballs that had more scars than hairs on their heads. It was they way they were looking at me that caught my attention; kind of like they were undressing me with their eyes. It was kind of creepy.
Anyways, I asked Kyle about it, and he just stopped and stared at me with this funny look on his face.
"What?" I asked.
"Haven't you noticed before?" Kyle asked, "They are looking at your face."
This caught me by surprise; I asked him what was wrong with my face. He said nothing. I told him to tell me. And he said that there was nothing wrong with my face.
"Then why are they looking at me?" I asked impatiently.
"Try looking in the mirror," He said, "You should figure it out then."
As we passed by a merchant selling some junk, one of the things he had handy was a huge metal panel for a vaporator. I stopped and looked at my reflection in it.
I have a round face with high cheekbones, and my skin is sort of pale and smooth. I have dark brown hair, which I generally keep pulled back from my face in a ponytail. My eyes are as blue as the lakes of Alderaan, or as the lakes that were on Alderaan.
I still couldn't see anything special about it. I mean it's my face; I never really take the time to look at it. Usually I'm to busy with some new assignment, or something like that, so I don't have the time to make it look special. I brought this point up to Kyle, and asked him again why the men were looking at me.
Kyle scrunched up his eyes, and stared at me like I had a gizka growing out of my head, "You mean you can't see?"
"Actually, I can see fine, now tell me about my face."
"Jan, your face is attractive," Kyle said, "Didn't you know?"
No I didn't know. In fact I didn't want to know.
To think this whole time I was trying to not be like those prissy, prim girls with the fake nails and boob job, I end up looking pretty. How did that happen?
But that's not the weird part. No, something strange happened when Kyle said that. My stomach sorta flopped around, and my cheeks felt hot. I think I'm in danger of becoming a Powder Puff Girl. Things can't get any worse.
Rebellion Log of Kyle Katarn
Date: 2 Month: 2 Year 3044
Location: Ord Mantell
Got a transmission from this Han guy. Says that Princess Leia Organa was coming with him. This brightened both, Jan and mine's mood. I met the Princess a long time ago, right before I moved to the Academy on Carida, hard to recall her face exactly. I haven't heard a word from her since I beamed up those blasted Death Star plans that nearly got me killed again. Looks like she made it out alright, good for her.
Jan is excited now. I asked her if she had ever met the Princess of her home planet, but she hasn't. I guess she is just glad to meet another Alderaanian. I don't know, half the time I can't figure what is going on in her head.
I informed Solo about the plan. We'll meet him at this fairly decent café, and pretend to be old friends. Then he'll escort us to our ship. I have to make it look as unsuspicious as possible. The Empire hasn't yet forgiven me for switching sides, but I figure they can't hold a grudge forever. There is little hope of them forgetting that it was me that delivered the Death Star plans, and ruined their little Dark Trooper project though. Course, I can never forgive them for murdering my father on Sulon. Once we win this war, I'm going to find the man who did the deed and make him pay.
Journal of Jan Ors
Date: 2/3/3044
Well today was the day for pickup, but we are still stuck on Ord Mantell. And I was just saying the other day that things couldn't get any worse, well I was wrong.
Big time.
Everything was going smoothly; in fact I was feeling down right giddy. I had let my hair loose; I figured it made me look a little classier since I own no makeup and I wouldn't be caught dead in a dress.
Kyle and I were just hanging at the bar waiting for them to show up. I saw the Princess sit down with this guy, Han I guess, he looked Corellian. I snagged Kyle's arm trying to get his attention when a blaster shot was fired.
Kyle pushed me to the floor and I covered my head. I saw the Princess and Han get out of there fast. I can't really blame them. Kyle says he saw what appeared to be a bounty hunter at the door, but I don't think he was after Kyle. It must have been Han he was after.
So now we have to wait for the Alliance to send someone else, or pray that we can somehow teleport ourselves out of here.
Meeting Transcript: On the Subject of the Rescue of Kyle Katarn and Jan Ors
Typed by the fabulous Wes Janson, who else would be willing to type up these transcripts? Plus, I make them more lively.
Dodonna is speaking. For once this guy looks frazzled, his hair is a mess, and it looks like he didn't get any sleep, and….
Mon Mothma: You are typing what we are saying, not our appearances.
Janson: Even if the appearances are funny?
Mon Mothma: Especially if they amuse you.
Janson: (mutters to self) I really need to pick up that diplomatic lingo.
Dodonna: The first attempt to rescue Kyle Katarn has failed. (No duh) But that is no excuse, we must help our comrades.
Rieekan: But how? Han Solo already has made one attempt, and he and the Princess were nearly killed.
Yeah, I heard about that. Apparently some dumb bounty hunter attacked them. Now Han is planning to leave. How can he do that, leave the Princess, his one true love behind like that? It's just not right. I can see her now, in her bed clutching the sheets, sobbing her heart out. While he….
Mon Mothma: (sees that the typist is typing) No on has said anything Janson, only type when someone says something.
Janson: You mean like now?
Mon Mothma: Yes I mean like now…no I don't, you are not supposed to write what I am saying now.
Janson: You told me type when someone is talking.
Mon Mothma: I meant about the meeting, not what I am advising you to do.
(Back to the meeting)
Dodonna: Surely there is someone willing to rescue them.
Rieekan: I'm afraid that many are busy adapting there ships to the temperature of this planet, and after what happened to Captain Solo, they are afraid to show there faces to the Empire.
Mon Mothma: But there has to be someone.
Janson: (clears throat) I would be willing to.
All eyes turn to the typist.
Mon Mothma: You must be joking.
Janson: Um no.
Mon Mothma: How could you possibly try and rescue two operatives on a planet overrun with bounty hunters and pirates?
Janson: But, ma'am I'm a part of Rogue Squadron. Me and my buddies would be more than happy to rescue Katarn and his partner.
Rieekan: This could work.
Dodonna: This is preposterous! (Did he just spit?) How could he (points to typist) do such a thing? We need someone with intelligence, not stupidity.
The typist resents that remark.
Janson: I can do it, I want to.
Rieekan: General, we would have a difficult time finding anyone else willing to go. I think we should let him try.
Mon Mothma: The only way I will allow this is if Luke Skywalker goes. That way I know there is at least one person with some sense of sanity.
Typist wonders to self why the High Council hates him so much.
Rieekan: It's settled then. (Turns to typist) Janson inform Rogue Squadron that they must leave as soon as possible.
Janson: Will do sir.
Dodonna: I have a bad feeling about this.
Typist thinks that he has a very good feeling about this. He only hopes that Wedge and the others agree too.
Message sent at 1405 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
WES I'M GONNA KILL YOU!!
Wedge
Message sent at 1405 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Of course you wouldn't.
Janson
Message sent at 1406 hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Well I would! Why did you think you could sign us up for that mission?
Hobs
Message sent at 1406 hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
There are a lot of reasons in mind. We have to save our fellow comrades.
Janson
Message sent at 1407 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
That's Luke's job, what's the real reason Wes?
Wedge
Message sent at 1408 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
You honestly don't think that I care about another person's safety?
Janson
Message sent at 1408 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Do we have to answer that?
Wedge
Message sent at 1409 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Wes, what's this about our Squadron rescuing that Kyle guy and his partner?
Luke
Message sent at 1410Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Wes thought it would be good idea for us to go after them, and didn't bother even bother to ask.
Hobs
Message sent at 1410 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
I believe he asked me.
Janson
Message sent at 1411 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Wes, why would you want us to do that?
Luke
Message sent at 14012 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Well look at the bunch of friends I have, they don't trust me that all I want is for few of my fellow comrades to get to a safe location. Do you guys really think that?
Janson
Message sent at 1412 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Yes.
Wedge, Hobs and Luke.
Message sent at 1413 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Now that's cold, guys.
Janson
Message sent at 1413 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Drop the act, Wes, what's the real story?
Hobs
Message sent at 1414 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
It's true; all I want is for Kyle Katarn and Jan Ors to get here safely. But I'll let you in on a little bonus.
Janson
Message sent at 1415 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
What is it?
Hobs
Message sent at 1417 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Well, you see I was talking to this guy in the Mess Hall, (We were talking about our Han and Leia polls) when I brought up the subject of Han going off to rescue Katarn and Ors. This is what he said.
"Jan Ors, now she's some hot stuff."
Janson
Message sent at 1418 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
You mean the only reason you want to do this is because some guy said that this Ors girl is hot?
Wedge
Message sent at 1419 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Of course not…well yeah.
Janson
Message sent at 1420 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
WES!!!!
Wedge, Hobs and Luke.
Message sent at 1420 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Come on guys, we are running out of options with the girls here.
Janson
Message sent at 1421 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Just because you want a girlfriend, doesn't mean you had to make us join you on this dumb mission.
Wedge
Message sent at 1422 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
How can you call a mission like this dumb? We are going to save two people in need, we will be heroes.
Janson
Message sent at 1423 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Wes, I'm already a hero.
Luke
Message sent at 1424 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Well, you'll be an even bigger one.
Janson
Message sent at 1425 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Okay, Wes, I got one question. How cute is this girl?
Hobs
Message sent at 1426 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Haven't you been listening, Hobbie? The girl is hot!
Janson
Message sent at 1427 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Guys, he has a point.
Hobs
Message sent at 1428 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
No, Hobbie, don't join him! We need you on our side so we can get out of this!
Wedge
Message sent at 1429 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
There isn't anyway out of this.
Janson
Message sent at 1430 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
You mean we don't have a choice?
Luke
Message sent at 1431 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Yep, so everyone pack your bags cause in a few days we're going to Ord Mantell.
Janson
Message sent at 1432 Hours, Day 5, Month 2, Year 3044
Luke, you wouldn't happen to have a stun gun handy would you?
Wedge
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