The big ball is tossed and is hauled around the court by a beautiful girl from Gryffindor...

Feb 17, 2010 06:52

The Mon Calamari Cruiser's flight deck was echoingly empty, a silent expanse of steel fronted by a force field that opened directly to the stars. The usual technicians in orange suits and beeping droids were absent from the scene. Unfamiliar though the constellations outside were, and simulated the environment was, Lafiel felt somehow at home here. It wasn't an Abh ship, even a sensorium ghost of one, but it would do.

After putting out the call, Lafiel climbed into the cockpit of her X-wing and plugged herself in. Though the machine was nothing more than a figment of a program, she ran through a complete preflight checklist beforehand.

She was just anal like that.

Finally she checked her two small modifications: the gooheik glove she'd plugged into the fighter's computer and the inertial dampers she had switched off. The sleek side of the fighter showed another customization: Rogue Squadron's symbol shared space with the Abh Imperial eight headed dragon and a stylized calico cat's paw, under which was written "Diaho's Claw" in the style of World War Two era aerial art.

This was probably the first time an X-wing's pilot was proud to display a symbol of imperial anything.

She looked out over the cockpit's edge as the first arrival appeared.

[OOC: This is mostly going to be Rogue Squadron scrimmaging but other characters are welcome to watch]

kelly-087, asuka langley soryu, arha masaari, !location: sensoriums, !rogue squadron, jamie hemeros, !status: open, wedge antilles, lafiel

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