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    Rebel - Closed Our Fallen Comrades

    It had been five years since the last time. Five seemingly long years, and yet all the same they passed in such a way that it was as a snap of the fingers. It was perplexing and inevitable all in one go; something to mourn, yet something that you knew you couldn't do anything to stop. That was how it went. You could rage and rant all you wanted. You could even refuse to accept the changes that time brought. But those changes still happened, and ultimately there was nothing you could do; nothing you could say, beg for, or order. A man was - at the end of it all - helpless in the face of time.

    Five years had passed.

    Five years ago he'd been halfway through his tour on Dac. Five years ago he'd never have guess at what the future was to bring him. Also, five years ago he'd not had a single strand of grey creeping into his red hair.

    How it had become an agreed upon number he could never guess. Five. He was fairly certain that the others wouldn't be able to answer, either.


    * * *


    Unencumbered by his duties, Kes sat in his quarters. He waited. His eyes looked out at the starfield his window offered. It was quite honestly a wonderful view, and he was glad for Lt. Gradoona's proactive decision to upgrade what had been there previously.

    But any thought of the pristine black velvet outside, speckled with glittering white corusca diamonds, went no further than the surface.

    They would come. After all, it had been five years.

    Not as many would be here though. It seemed as though every time there were fewer. This time, there would be two less.

    The redhead gave a long sigh, and his eyes slowly slid from the starfield down to the single glass of bourbon that rested on the caf table.

    And in that moment, he felt old.

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    Meiers Brecklin stood outside the door to Kes Akiena's quarters. He'd not knocked, nor had he rung the chime. It was a moment of silence that he occupied now, and his eyes stared ahead at the closed door.

    So much time had passed since those beginning days. So many years. From those fledgling times, attached to a desperate group of people trying to right the wrongs that they felt so passionately about. They had all come together in unity against something that was far bigger than all of them.

    And here they were now.

    From the Rebellion to the Alliance of Free Planets.

    It was a hope that had never died, and had grown into something far beyond their wildest dreams. The stark line of victory had never been achieved, but something more deep and meaningful had been grasped regardless.

    Meiers let out a sigh, as his thoughts brought him to the grim reality of where he stood now, and of the absent bodies that would be noted.

    In the span of five years so much had changed. So much had tried the bonds of their friendships. And they had come out the victors. Bruised and battered, but victorious all the same.

    He lifted a hand then, gently depressing the chime button.

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    He knew who it was that was the cause of the first door chime. It was always the same man. Always the same face that greeted him at the start of these gatherings.

    Taking up the glass, Kes made his way to the door, and reaching out he depressed the button that would open the door.

    It slid to the side with a pneumatic hiss to reveal exactly the man that he knew would be waiting on the other side.

    "Meiers."

    It was the only time that he ever said the other man's given name, in the these times. Both had become a strange pair of veterans, going back so many years.

    "Kes."

    The redhead stepped back and to the side then, allowing the chance to enter. Meiers Brecklin wasted little time as he stepped in, past the door's threshold. The door hissed closed, and Kes ambled away to make for the panoramic window once more.

    "Can I get you a drink?"

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    "I'll have what you're having."

    Kes wore command well; at least as well as he himself had come to judge. His own posting was due to his own long service, and Meiers had found a strange sort of contentment as the head of the Starfighter Academy. The Marianas had become his home, and he'd come to take such great comfort within its bulkheads.

    "You look as well as can be," he started while Kes busied himself with pouring a measure of bourbon into a small glass.

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    It was a quick motion, the pour. His wrist twisted, turning the bottle about as he lifted it back up and returning the stopper.

    "Well, a body can't be too upset over being given command of a space station after essentially stealing a ship from the Alliance Engineering Corps on Dac."

    Spoken with a slight bit of exasperation. He took up the glass, and held it out for Brecklin to take. The older man accepted the offering with a grateful nod.

    "Have you spoken with Loklorien?"

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    "Not since the trial, no."

    He took a first sip, feeling the alcohol roll across the tastebuds of his tongue before firing a blazing trail down his throat as he swallowed.

    "After the verdict and sentencing, she married herself to that infernal ship of hers and went off to the border."

    It was a minor admission that - while he'd not actually held contact with her, he did keep his eyes on her.

    "Honestly, you see her and talk with her more than I do, now."

    It was something that only took his thoughts back to a time, not so long ago, when he'd visited Loklorien and Dan, soon after the birth of their son Markos. The senator from Keppaa Brens had insisted, and he'd been caught up in the senator's endeavor. At least, at the time, he'd been able to bring a small gift to General Thrule. It was a tragedy, looking back to that moment in time. If only he'd known then what he knew now.

    It was all a moot point now.

    "I'll be glad to see her this evening."

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    "I'm sure she'll be glad to see you as well."

    Words spoken as if in a trance.

    He knew that s'Il would be glad to see Meiers. She always was whenever she saw him during these times. As if she was thankful he was still there.

    Every five years they had said their goodbyes to so many souls, and by the grace of the Force the core of their group had survived.

    Until now.

    "She's still raw, you know."

    The look that Brecklin gave him was a knowing one, and Kes pressed onward.

    "She never talks about him, and she never talks about Kori either. Old Girl seems to want to just... I dunno... "

    Letting himself sink into a chair opposite Brecklin, his old CO, Kes cradled his own drink.

    "... seems she just wants to forget."

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