"I would vote for the beam controll." Pausing Gavin adds, "Though that would be dependble on how defendable that position would be" Scratching his head he adds. "likely going to get noisey either way, if we go for a ship." Gavin remembered wht was glimpsed on the way in...

Rubbing a hand over his chin, Gavin gives the matter some thought. More to see if he could sugest a means of avoiding the system alerting the Imperials. He probably wasn't as skilled as the Verpine, but thought he would give it a try. (Computer Operation 4d)

Paying attention to the fighters, Gavin says "Try to fly casual." With a raised eyebrow, he adds. "With a bit of luck they might just see us on sensors as a chunk of rock." With a smirk he adds. "Rather than a hunk of junk."

"Sithspit" Were the first words out of Gavins mouth, visibly winded by the strap of his seat saving him from being flung about ike a rag doll. "What the kriff, dio they make those things out of?" Giving himself a moment to check himself over for any visible damage, he adds answer...

Strapping into the hopper, Gavin sits back and lets the verpine drive. As the hopper proceeds, he catches sight of the droid at the same time as the others in the pod. Running a hand across his chin, he takes a moment to try and gues whether the pod would survive making contact with the droid (knowe...

Slipping on a glove and making sure to seal it from Vacum, Gavin Returns the Admirals salute and handshake. It wasn't something one in his profession got. Well not that often. "We'll do our best to cause them some headaches." The comment is said with a light smirk. As the Admral leaves, Ga...

Listening to the options, Gavin nods as Clark chooses what he considered the best option open to thier entry. Charging through the 'front door' would likely cost lives on thier part. "The more sneaky sneaky the better, I'd say."

For the most part of the conversation between the Admiiral and the Verpine, Gavin stands silent nodding in places where appropriate. Though anyone paying attention to him mo0re closely would notice a lot of grinding during the session. As the conversation turns to them, he rubs the back of his neck ...

Gingerly Gavin inspescts his wound and winces. Muttering under his breath something that sounds like "It's official, she's going to kill me if I survive this." Clearly someone close enough to him to buy armoured clothing. Glancing over to the comeradee with the wounded shoulder he adds. &q...

Gavin motions to Borsk, before attempting to move the injured Greystar. He had every intention of moving in the same direction as Clarke and Zinn. If they were moving they had better not leave thier injured behind. "How is he doing?"

Leaving Greystar with someone who clearly knew what he was doing when it came to healing, Gavin Lends clarke a hand with building a makeshift barricade.

Gavin frowns slightly at the comms message mentioning grenades. "Unless they've got a screw lose. I doubt they'll try and use grenades on us." Gavin montions with his head towards Borsk as he says this. After thier friendly Force Sensitives levitating skills during the battle, the survivor...

Not being medically trained, Gavin knew that the best way to save the wounded was to end the fight as quickly and safely as possible. Between shots,Gavin pops up and takes a shot at the threat nearest to him.

Gavin pops up, between blaster shots from the Stormtroopers and fires a shot off at another stormtrooper. Sooner they changed the odds of this battle, the better.

Following the group into the rec room, Gavin keeps his blaster in his and and set to kill. Upon hearing the blast doors had been compromised, he turns tpwards the doors and drops to a combat crouch, blast pointing at the doors, as he does. On reflex, Gavin snaps off two blaster shots in the directio...

"If you don't have any, I have an idea." Gavin removes two powerpacks from his pack. "Ever see what happens when one of these explodes." Pausing to let his words sink in, he adds. "Ducktape two together." Pointing at the positive and negative terminals on the powerpack...

Motioning with his thum, in Borsks direction, Gavin says. "Might be a good idea. Would hamper the Imperials getting a foot hold. Unless that shuttle is full of Imperial Space Troopers."

Drawing his blaster and flicking the selector switch to kill, Gavin nods. "Loud and clear Admiral." Gavin nods to the Sgt, to signal that he was read and motions for him to lead the way.

Gavin nos his head and sighs slightly at the Lieutenants attitude. He had really put the officers nose out of joint. ~Hope this wont affect whats likely ahead. Especially if theres a spy in our midst.~ Turning his attention to the message being played, Gavin listens intently. Nodding slightly in app...

Giving the Fleet Captain a quick salute to acknowledge that he outranked him, even if they were from diffferent commands. To the untrained eye he would appear to still be at ease, but appearance were everything in their game. Motioning to the member of the group, that carried the message, he adds. &...