IC: Taron Solo Ka'kol
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Space around Tython
As he lowered his visor, Taron took everything in. The stars. The sun of the System, shining brightest in the distance. He checked his shields and laser cannons, pulling his display up to be sure his shields were powered and his laser cannons were set to the "Training" setting. This would power them down just enough to register hits on other vessels for practice purposes.
Taron was in the cockpit of a Stealth X fighter, the finest Incom produced, made specifically for the Jedi Order for over 100 years. The systems had been continuously upgraded and the weapons and armaments kept current to the state-of-the-art. The design itself, however, had remained the same. A bit smaller than the XJ series, the Stealth X was also faster, and boasted an amazing sensor suite, as well as the latest Flecked Space Black, radar and sensor defeating paint job. It was a fighter designed for Jedi pilots, by Jedi pilots.
A series of beeps and tweedles came over his private comms, and his display translated Snarky, his R9 astromech's words.
"Did you think I didn't adjust the weapons properly?"
"Of course not Snarky. But I like to double check." Taron said.
He chuckled to himself at the droid's attitude.
"Alright everyone. This is just a training flight, but I don't wanna see anyone slacking. This is still dangerous. Double check that your shields are full power and your laser cannons are set to 'training.' Don't want any mistakes up here. Now, all wings check in so we can get started."
OOC: This is a training flight, and it's open to anyone who wants to clean off the rust and get used to how starfighter combat will work in the RP setting. It's not going to be anything too serious. Mostly just fun writing! And who knows, you may end up with a spot in Ganner Squadron!