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// More starters in a while!

Buried X-Wing as flames grew from the tail end of the ship.

Was wishful thinking. There were as many of the FO as there were Rebels in the area, and those tyrants wouldn't stop until every ship had been blasted out of the sky. But right now Nien fought with his harness, desperately trying to free himself from the half -

Clicked that one of the First Order ground teams had shot out his engine and sent his hurtling towards the earth. Crashing any time was bad, but crashing in First Order territory was worse. Stars, he hoped the others faired better - but deep down he knew that -

Nien had barely realised what was happening when his ship had lurched to the side with a deafening scream as it tried to steady itself, it was only when the ground that he and the other pilots had soared over so gracefully filled his observation screen that he -

「 ᴄʀᴀsʜ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ 」 sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ғᴏʀ @CanFlyAnything

Mingled in hurried voices, presumably coordinating a plan of attack.

With the others." Not one to disobey an order, or leave when things looked difficult, Nien nodded and shoved the helmet underneath his arm and ran towards the hanger that housed the various ships. He felt very out of place coming into the room where the pilots -

He gave the Sullustan was one full of worry - they needed all the pilots they could get to fill those ships and take out the TIE fighters and other ships that loomed over their troops on the surface of Dreton. "Go." The man ordered. "Get to the hanger and meet -

The Rebel arms dealer, Nien Nunb, was quite a pilot, but he didn't see himself as capable as those who flew in the rows of X-Wings. This is why he was incredibly confused when he had a helmet shoved into his hands by the commanding officer of the base. The look -

「 ᴛʜɪs ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴡɪsʜғᴜʟ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ɪᴛs ʜᴏᴘᴇ 」 sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ғᴏʀ @RebelAcePilot

Pieces crashing into the water and sending ripples through it. Ducking his head underneath the blue layer, Nien hid from metal that soared towards him.

When it seemed quite clear, and the ground finally started to shake as a result of the toppling ship burying it's nose into it, Nien turned and dove into the freezing water. Debris from the ship was thrown into the air and came back down in a flaming stream, some -

Up from their rested positions and ran towards the body of water that reflected the devastation around them. Nien stood back, urging the rebels on with a gentle push on the back as they passed. No way was he getting in that lake until he knew everyone else was safe. -

Ship that had torn through the atmosphere moments before had fired at the ground in a last ditch attempt to save itself, but as it continued to plummet, and the fire, started from the green beams that'd been sent down, spread faster and faster, the troops jumped -

"Into the water! Into the water!" The urgent scream made all troops turn their eyes from what they were occupied with to the man wwho had yelled the words, the reason lurking behind him and casting a deep orange hue onto the trees and ground around it. The Imperial-

「ᴀsʜᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴀsʜᴇs ᴅᴜsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴜsᴛ」 sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ғᴏʀ @ScoutInWhite

// Just getting onto the starters for: @HisBellaFata @CanFlyAnything @HuntressOfForce @RebelAcePilot And @ScoutInWhite It may take a while, there are more of you than I expected! (Thank you guys!)

// Right, time to get some roleplays going on here, me thinks! Like for a DM about plotting, RT for a starter!

// Be right back, got a wedding to be at!