Plans? What plans?!?

We never got a chance to remotely solidy any plans at our suppsed planning meeting. We were... well I was frantic trying to keep everyone informed and in the right places at the needed times.

Cauil just seemed to be one step ahead and was like te surprise asteroid field you get really really pissed off at.

With half the team on opposite sides ot the galaxy... my mind raced.

A race against time for Ebe's life, now, as well as Max's.

-escape Ebe's
-meet in New Aldera
-race to Agro, Dantooine
-hop to Azrith
-only to have missed them
-and to race to Corellia and miss them again!
-race to Talus and pray we are there in time!

I was trying desperately to keep track of 9 other people and keep them in place... and alive.

The fight... I was glad for Kayon and Jakob and Kaiyn for their battle and life experiance. I was able to delegate securing areas and perimiters and stop worrying about it.

Thank you guys. Thabk you so very very much.

Was I a leader in this?
Did I have a plan?
Cauil systemmatically ruined each plan before it fully developed in my mind.
Leader?
I was ... just... running... mentally and physically.
I needed to be somewhere and have people in place.
I knew who could handle what. (if only they all listened)

We had a few casualties... but nothing permanent.
And Cauil was mine.

I was thinking over this chaotic run from place to place and the battle against a seasoned and trained warrior. Now... what do I say? How do I... how do I get Max? What are the right words? Which words and agreements will secure his safety?