Fighting the Ohm....IN SPAAAACE!

[yubyubcommander.livejournal.com]

As soon as the Ohm appeared, Wedge had begun moving. He practically sprinted off the Obs deck, yelling at Stacy as he headed for the hangar bay.

“Stacy, I need our fighters prepped now..” He doesn’t wait for an answer, instead lifting his comm ring to his lips and speaking into it, the message transmitted across open channels to everybody in range with their own rings.

“Attention, Rogue Squadron. Scramble, scramble, scramble! All pilots report back aboard Stacy and to your fighters. This is no drill! Again, Rogue Squadron, scramble! All pilots to your fighters!” He glanced back at the others who had been close enough to the Obs deck to accompany him back aboard Stacy.

“This is it. We’ve trained. We’re as ready as we can be now. This is for real this time.” With that he headed deeper into the ship.

As he arrived in the hangar, he was already discarding the civilian clothing he’d picked up and was half-running, half-hopping across the bay to his fighter as he struggled into his flight suit. His helmet was waiting in the cockpit. He clambered up into the cockpit, kicked the ladder free to be caught by a tentacle and tugged his helmet on. No time for a walk around. He simply had to trust that the ship was in shape to fly. He keyed the comm system on the fighter, as well as speaking into the comm ring.

“This is Rogue Leader to all fighters. Launch as soon as you’re ready. Form up in wing pairs and engage the enemy. Our primary objective is to keep additional Ohm fighters from reaching the planet and from attacking Stacy. Fly your best out there, everyone. May the Force be with us.” With that he, began a quick-start check of his systems, and punched the throttle as soon as he was sure that his fighter wouldn’t explode when he launched.

“Rogue Leader is away, four lit and green.” His fighter slashed out into space, free of Stacy. And the Ohm were everywhere.

[[Alright! No post order for now. Just get out there and into the furball. Have fun, tag each other, back each other up. Late arrivals can join the fight, of course.

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sorry for the jack, but felt it was important to have a reaction to this

[mercjedi.livejournal.com]

A knot formed in Kyle's stomach as he heard that scream. He knew emotions, and raw power that went with it. "Four respond. Four are you there?" Force please let her be alright. "Four this is Fifteen are you okay?"

Even with his years of experience it was hard to keep his cool. At least he managed to keep any panic out of his voice. They all knew the price they could pay out here, but that didn't put him at ease any. He needed to know she was alright.

Re: sorry for the jack, but felt it was important to have a reaction to this

[redheadcarrier.livejournal.com]

Asuka jerked her X-Wing around, jinking through the maze of energy and enemy ships. Somewhere behind her something exploded and she turned her head in time to see Arha's fighter shoot out of an expanding fireball. "Arha-!" She whipped around, ignoring the questions being shouted at her through the comms for a moment. Something in her control panel was still sparking and her astromech was screaming something at her - diagnostics scrolled over her computer screen. One engine down to 50%, the other three a bit fried. She jiggled the stick experimentally - she could still maneuver, although it was a bit sluggish.

She finally replied, voice sharp and cutting. "I'm fine! I'm fine! Just a bit close! Nothing I couldn't handle!"

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

Her torpedoes hit her target, but she didn't see them hit. Not really. Arha heard the chatter across the channel from a distance as she pulled the Force into her, assessing the damage. Kira's beam spam had cleared the area of immediate fighters and Arha's X-Wing drifted, slightly lopsided. She sucked in a breath and choked for a moment as it came thick with the coppery taste of blood.

Breathe.

She swallowed and stared out at the battle for a long while, watching Asuka's fighter--still intact, she was intact--watching the battle--lasers and explosions, bright points of light, the way the Leviathan lurched. Arha blinked and opened herself wide to the Force.

She couldn't stop fighting now. An eerie sense of calm settled itself over her like a cloak and she managed to ease some of the bleeding, though she knew her nose had bled profusely, enough that if she glanced down she could see how the blood had soaked into her flight suit. Wedge's voice was calm over the line and she heard Kyle's, then Asuka's. There was a screeing warble that came from her dying astromech, but nothing translatable and she managed to find her voice.

"Three here, Rogue Leader," Arha said in a tight voice. "I think my droid has had enough." She swallowed again. "I...I am still with you. I am green." Her breath came labored and her head was pounding, but she concentrated and shut down the pain feedback so she wouldn't feel it. The act sharpened her remaining senses that were not dulled by pain. She blinked for awhile and forced her vision to clear.

"Let us," she managed with some difficulty, "take down...these Ohm. Four, you did well. Freedom, thank you. For the space to breathe." She half closed her eyes and jerked herself out a daze. They had Ohm to keep from reaching the surface.

She reached to reassure Kyle through the Force, but it was awkward at best.

[jesushasagundam]

Kira exhaled as the two X-Wings seemed to be all right for the time being. "You're clear for right now," he keyed over the comm as the swarming DRAGOONs docked into his mobile suit's wings. "Catch your breath."