The sun shines brightly and a few pink clouds crawl across the sky as Rebecca strolls from the barracks to the tarmac. The Squadron's X-Wings are lined up in a line and she walks down the line to the ninth one. A few techies are working on a few of the ships and look her way as she passes. There's no tech around her craft as she walks up to the sleek fighter, as she took over working on it. She just simply can't trust anyone else to do it. She walks down along side the fuselage running her fingers along the smooth hull. Fully enjoying the sleek lines of the snub-fighter. A yellow ladder stands ready to carry up to the cockpit but she passes it by as she continues to walk around the fighter, giving it a visual inspection.