ext_229852 ([identity profile] redheadcarrier.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-05-26 07:55 pm

Back in Business [Open]

Asuka wasn't sure how long she'd been running that maze. It had seemed like forever to her. Just endless circles, following the commands of an AI, trying to get out. She could handle the puzzles and traps. She'd hated the isolation. Finally, she'd been spat back out into the welcome (the fact that she'd been relieved to see them disturbed her) corridors of Stacy again. She ran a hand through her hair with an irritated huff. How long had that taken, anyway? She needed to check up on her training and she needed to get back in the saddle. Quickly.

She headed off on the run - the sensoriums were calling her name. Grounded or not, she intended to take a virtual X-Wing out for a spin. It was the work of a few moments to call it up. She spent a few minutes circling the virtual craft, the virtual hangar deck stretching out white and empty around her. Yeah, she'd get in trouble if she got caught, but she wasn't going to get caught (although part of her was afraid of that and part of her wanted to go and see Arha). She shoved those feelings away. She wanted to have some fun first.

[identity profile] yubyubcommander.livejournal.com 2010-05-27 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Good to hear. Show me what you can do?" He gestured to the craft. He hadn't seen her pilot recently and wanted to see if she'd learned anything about unbridled aggression yet.

"I'll watch." For now, he added silently. "Put it through its paces, some sim-fights if you want."

[identity profile] yubyubcommander.livejournal.com 2010-05-27 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
"I hear you, loud and clear Four." Wedge quietly ran through his own checklist. "You are clear to launch."

The older pilot sat back in his own craft, content to watch Asuka for now.

[identity profile] yubyubcommander.livejournal.com 2010-05-27 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Wedge slowly nosed his own craft out into space, content to drift off to one side as he watched Asuka do battle. Her technique was competent, if a bit sloppy owing to her aggressiveness (though that could sometimes make up for itself) and she was sharp enough to keep track of two targets at once. Good. But what if...

He mentally added another TIE fighter and watched as the simulated craft dove into the dogfight. He keyed his comm.

"Watch yourself Four, you've got another one coming in at oh-seven point two two five."