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The Past

Following the Yavin mission they all returned to their respective duties, and Garret strongly attempted to get into an Advanced Sniper Training, but the Rebellion needed infantry leaders more. He was cranky that he was not getting the training that would make himself more useful and challenge him, and he said "No. You're not the boss of me. Either get me that training or discharge me." After a few days of that, and his starting to pack for infantry work, he received new orders to AST. It seems that Sya's report had finally worked its way up the command and back down to him.

He smiled and then built up the courage to ask her out on a date before he left in the next few days. Fortunately, she said yes and she was also the pilot for the trip to training. During the training he kept in as close contact with her as he could. Following the really long completion of his training the two of them spent as much time together as they could between missions and work, sometimes taking less interesting jobs just so that they could spend some time together, but that did not happen too often. In retrospect he wonders if she took the pilot position to AST just to spend a little more time with him, but he has not had the strength to ask.

The Present

Garret's custom armor was shiny an well cared for as was his helmet and rifle which were hung on his chair back. He looked affectionately at Sya from the corner of his eyes as she sat there next to him while Captain Droma gave his brief. Their last few days together was the first in a little over a month as they were both busy on last minute emergent missions. He wasn't exactly glowing, but probably as close to glowing as a sniper could allow himself.

He was glad to be back here with this rag-tag little group again. A sense of belonging and that something great was going to happen in their midst; and that possibility was something that exited him. This group and what they were going to do was something that he really wanted to be apart of.

As his thoughts and eyes were returning to Captain Droma's finished brief he says "Just give me armor and a rifle, and then tell me where to go.l", hoping that he would still be able to use his own equipment. It is hard to snipe with a standard blaster rifle. He can still do some amazing things with one, but they were so rough and unrefined an instrument for his work. Of course, being in close proximity to the targets is not so interesting either.

He sat back silently preferring to let others who are trained in logistics to do what they are trained to do.