The Forge Master nods. "Paz, you're always welcome with us". The pilot gestures inside the ship. "All right, you lot, get inside. We are on a schedule." He looks at Paz. "You're the one working for the boss, right? I recognise the armour. Are you bringing anyone? If not, hop inside".
He sees Meera and a few death troopers on the way. Meera, holding her shoulder, asks "Do you know where we're headed, Deet?"
'Delta, be precise and methodical. We can't afford to waste the moment by firing wildly,' Loreley commanded and joined the assault against the x-wing with green markings, sticking to Tarrik's wing like glue . She got her craft in position and made cold, calculated shots, as the rebel was fixated on killing the bomber. If it looked like Tarrik and Silvan could handle it, she immediately switched her attention to the next target.
Tarrik and Loreley rain shots down on the X-Wing, forcing it to break off. Another flies towards Loreley, opening fire directly on her.
'He's scared for a bit, get the next on-,' Loreley said before a red laser bolt streaked past her cockpit. She started firing on the enemy immediately to throw off his aim, before she started evasive manoeuvres to avoid a collision. 'Delta, Silver One merged with a bandit,' she looked at her radar to see if the x-wing was coming after her or went on to attack a bomber. Loreley hoped the superior manoeuvrability of a TIE fighter would get her on his arse quickly either way.
Loreley sees that he's moved on her tail. She hears the ominous beeping, indicating that he's trying to get a missile lock on her, sounding faster and faster. Gold flight begins duelling with a group of enemy fighters. Tarrik falls back and opens fire on Loreley's pursuer. Loreley can see one of the bombers explode, the cockpit spinning out and nearly hitting another craft, before coming to a halt in the vacuum of space.
DT-L30 nods, "Yeah, the Commodore and her fleet fell into a rebel's trap. The captain of the Interdictor has also been revealed to be a traitor. We're heading there now, hopefully we'll reach it in time to save our allies, and take care of the rebels."
"I don't know, hopefully in all your conditions, we'll just be stuck guarding the ship. While the pilots do all the work." DT-L30 sighed, "Damned traitors."
Loreley remained calm, but was sweating bullets under her suit. She cursed as they lost a bomber and tried to shake the x-wing's weapon-lock. She vectored her craft to join Gold's dogfight, trying to hit one of the enemy while she did.
“A little bit, I could show you in private.” Vahlia whispers in her ear then winking at her after she leans back. Vahlia turns to the rest of the group “I believe I need to use the restrooms before we depart.” She walks out of the room looking over her shoulder seeing Silri with a watchful eye.
"Let's hope that it created enough chaos, for victory star destroyers to finally destroy that interdictor." Gailte observed the battlefield
He hears a voice come over the intercom. "Dropping out of hyperspace. All hands to battlestations". The ship enters the battlefield.
“Sudden changes to body temperature after-ugh.” Giving an annoyed sigh, the Twil’ek had already started to walk away, likely going to deal with the potential risk for his body going into shock, but there were still other problems. None of them were ready to be released, but she was getting overruled. As close to a legitimate doctor that she could be. Gangsters didn’t exactly possess the best health procedures. On top of that, they planed to leave the captain behind. Outwardly, she said nothing to his replacement, though in her head, she was already thinking of how she would have to gear up and get ready to do something stupid. But later. When the time called for it.
Loreley manages to shear off the wing of a Z-95. The beeping increases in rate until it's one high pitched note, before it drops off, indicating that the missile has been fired. The radar shows the missile tracking her, though it also shows Tarrik destroy the X-Wing that fired it.
The night witch's eye never leaves Vahlia's own. Zann nods, and presses on his intercom. "Could you show our guest to the restroom?" A young woman appears and leads her to a small women's bathroom, before departing. As the door closes, Vahlia sees a green mist appear in the room, Silri materialising from it. "I think you wanted to see me. Am I wrong, girl?" She speaks in a relatively thick accent.
