[ chastisements and warnings against recklessness are far away. he reads the vibrations of he ship as if they were sensation from a limb. thirteen years fall away and he is in his podracer gunning for the finish line. anakin plunges into the open.
the barrage is intense enough that anakin cannot avoid it entirely. but it was a calculated risk. the best defense is a good offense, and they are plainly on the offensive. the stealth ship arcs left, swings right, spins in an almost lazy circle as most of the laser fire explodes harmlessly around them, their target dead ahead. they scream toward the bal gunship in what seems like a collision course. bal thinks so; a volley of cannonfire charges them. at the last second, anakin twitches the controls. their stolen ship smoothly avoids it. two ships behind them weren't so lucky; clipped by friendly fire, the first hurtles into the second. an explosion is all that marks them, and is left behind, forgotten.
anakin dips the nose of their craft to get them closer still. at close range like this, most of the ships won't dare fire for fear of hitting one their own. of course, at this close range even with shields, there's a high probability of getting shot down. one direct hit from the cannons is all it would take. but a jedi is no ordinary pilot, and anakin no ordinary jedi. laser fire rips into the vacuum around them. the craft sails past unhindered. picturing the consternation of the officers, anakin almost laughs. bal will have to send individual fighters after them. ]
First wave, [ he observes almost at the precise point the pings show on the chart. ] Now it's interesting.
you kids today with your murder and your texting B(
the barrage is intense enough that anakin cannot avoid it entirely. but it was a calculated risk. the best defense is a good offense, and they are plainly on the offensive. the stealth ship arcs left, swings right, spins in an almost lazy circle as most of the laser fire explodes harmlessly around them, their target dead ahead. they scream toward the bal gunship in what seems like a collision course. bal thinks so; a volley of cannonfire charges them. at the last second, anakin twitches the controls. their stolen ship smoothly avoids it. two ships behind them weren't so lucky; clipped by friendly fire, the first hurtles into the second. an explosion is all that marks them, and is left behind, forgotten.
anakin dips the nose of their craft to get them closer still. at close range like this, most of the ships won't dare fire for fear of hitting one their own. of course, at this close range even with shields, there's a high probability of getting shot down. one direct hit from the cannons is all it would take. but a jedi is no ordinary pilot, and anakin no ordinary jedi. laser fire rips into the vacuum around them. the craft sails past unhindered. picturing the consternation of the officers, anakin almost laughs. bal will have to send individual fighters after them. ]
First wave, [ he observes almost at the precise point the pings show on the chart. ] Now it's interesting.