The Phantom Affair

[sw_npc]

The Pulsar Skate moves nimbly through the asteroid field, easily dodging the odd floating rock with Mirax at the controls. The blue surface of Mrlsst, swirled with white, looms large in the background, while the asteroids spin, slow and silent and dark

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[incorsecsdreams]

"Here we are, Dllr." Mirax nods toward the massive asteroid slowly filling the front view port. "That's Falken's old research lab, and it's where the Ghost Jedi performance broadcasts originate."

It looks like it may have been abandoned. "Teeming with life, huh?"

[fighting_mad]

"What?" Plourr yelps, rising out of her seat fast, her eyes wide. She sets her hand on Wedge's upper arm, and her voice quiets as she says, "Wedge, does that mean that Dllr is--"

She can't say finish her sentence.

[rogue_wraith]

Part of the job of leading a squadron is keeping people from panicking.

Even when you don't actually have any satisfying answers.

"I don't know, Plourr." He tells her, soberly, "But I'll do everything I can to find out." What he really means is 'Don't Panic'.

[sw_npc]

Noss Prisht, on the other hand, momentarily pauses in his personal panicking to cock his head to the side and stare up at the sky as an ear-splitting howl rends it.

"What is that sound?"

[i_love_kettch]

It's an awfully familiar sound, and even as Wes looks up, he shouts the answer.

"BOMBERS!"