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The Mandalorian fighter wasn't quiet where Quil had expected it to be and had started evasive maneuvers to fend off Illyra, but the Imperial reacted quickly. He reached over and flipped on his sublight booster as he rode the throttle forward, accelerating him very quickly up to two thirds of...

Quil had managed to use his speed and the suddenness of his attack to dodge the cruisers cannon fire and was granted a merciful reprieve from it after the trio of fighters passed back on to the dorsal/port side of the cruiser. This was good, because he needed all of his attention to focus on...

Quil had gotten the drop on them. By the time Koil started issuing orders to his crew, the Imperial was already passing through the big ships shields. He immediately opened fire on the cruisers nearest and most ventral medium cannon, and held down the trigger as he strafed fire across the hull...

"Refried Mynock on a stick..." Quil cursed under his breath as a Mandalorian flotilla dropped out of hyperspace practically right on top of him. Half of Dagger flight was out on a long range security patrol on the fringes of the Kuat system, testing out some of the refits and upgrades they'd...

Quil caught sight of a brilliant flash in his periphery as he struggled with his control sticks, trying to bring his fighter around in a tight loop and trying to get eyes on the enemy who had taken a potshot at him. The Rebel bomber was too slow and unwieldy to avoid Quil and Illyras combined...

Quil had anticipated for his firing in the bombers (@Cazar) path to make it juke one way or another, so as soon as it did so all Quil had to do was adjust his heading to follow the ship, strafing it with laser fire for a brief moment while it brought its own cannons to bear. Quil responded to...

Quil was so caught up in the curious mix of fear and excitement and the feel of adrenaline spiking his system as he saw his missile impact its target that he almost missed the transmission from Sheath. Dagger squadron's intial salvos had dealt a heavy blow to the slow moving rebel bombers, and...

"Two flight, break off and alert the fleet. One and three, on me." Dagger One's orders were calm and collected, which blew Quil's mind. The squadron of interceptors was outnumbered three to one, at least, and backup from Razor squadron or the rest of the fleet would be slow to respond and may...

"Trim speed to 75 m-g-l-t." Came the monotone command from Dagger-One, the squadron leader, in the lead flight. Cruising speed. Greeeaaat... Quil thought from his position on the tail end of third flight. Cruising speed meant nothing exciting was going to happen. Cruising speed meant yet another...