fieldpromoted: (Armed and dangerous)
General Trudy Chacon ([personal profile] fieldpromoted) wrote in [community profile] trans_9 2010-06-23 06:24 am (UTC)

A life in the military meant a life used to last-minute scrambles and sudden attacks - it had been a long vacation on the ship, but her reflexes still remembered late-night alarms on Pandora.

The stakes were higher this time - much higher - but she shoved that to the back of her mind as she vaulted into the cockpit of her X-wing, letting her fingertips brush lightly over the controls as she ran it through its startup sequence. She didn't give a shit about the flight suit right now, and barely managed to get the helmet jammed on her head before the cockpit sealed.

She took a deep breath and punched it, zooming out of the hangar. "Comm check - Rogue Fourteen is away," she said.

They were everywhere. Trudy hissed something very nasty and began evasive maneuvers. Then, softly, almost too soft for the comm to pick up - "Dios te salve, Maria. Llena eres de gracia: El Señor es contigo. Bendita tú eres entre todas las mujeres..."

[OOC: Trudy is saying Hail Mary, for the curious.]

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