Who? Swoff and Trudy Where? Starting at the beach When? After his radio call What? A rescue mission Rating? High, potentially Open? No
Well, this was fucked up. Swoff knew that he hadn't been himself for the lat few days, but he wasn't usually one to fall so far behind that he'd actually lose the rest of his squadron- and why would they leave him behind, anyway? He and Troy were never meant to leave each others sight... shit, if something had happened to Troy, he was dead. Jesus, and how could he live with that- and what the hell did this Rebel One mean, out of commission? What the fuck had happened to them?
One thing at a time. Taking cover on a beach wasn't easy, but he found a spot with some cover from enemy sight, and crouched to wait, cradling his rifle like a security blanket as he awaited uplift.