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lator pod hissed as it cracked open. The canopy lifted up and the sound of
laughter filled the cockpit. Corran almost flicked the blast shield down on his
helmet to prevent his three friends from seeing his embarrassed blush. Nope,
might as well take my punishment. He stood and doffed his helmet, then shook his
head. "At least it's over."
The Twi'lek, Nawara Ven, clapped his hands. "Such modesty, Corran."
"Huh?"
The blond woman next to the Twi'lek beamed up at him. "You won the Redemption
scenario."
"What?"
The grey-green Gand nodded his head and placed his helmet on the nose of
Corran's simulator. "You had nine kills. Jace is not pleased."
"Thanks for the good news, Ooryl, but I still got killed in there." Corran
hopped out of the simulator. "The pilot who got you three-Commander An-tilles-he
got me, too."
The Twi'lek shrugged. "He's been at this a bit longer than I have, so it is not
a surprise he got me."
Rhysati shook her head, letting her golden hair drape down over her shoulders.
"The surprise was that he took so long to get us, really. Are you certain he
killed you?"
Corran frowned. "I don't think I got a mission end message."
"Clearly you have too little experience of dying in these simulators because
you'd know if you did." Rhysati laughed lightly. "He may have hit you, Corran,
but he didn't kill you. You survived and won."
Corran blinked, then smiled. "And I got Bror before he got the Korolev. I'll
take that."
"As well you should." A brown-haired with crystal blue eyes shouldered his way
Ooryl and Nawara. "You're an exceptionally good pilot."
"Thank you, sir."
The man offered Corran his hand. "Thought I had you, but when you shot out my
engines, your missile caught up with me. Nice job."
Corran shook the man's hand hesitantly. The man wore a black flight suit with no
name or rank insignia on it, though it did have Hoth, Endor, and Bakura battle
tabs sewn on the left sleeve. "You know, you're one hot hand in a TIE."
"Nice of you to say, Mr. Horn-I'm a bit rusty, but I really enjoyed this run."
He released Corran's hand. "Next time I'll give you more of a fight."
A woman wearing a Lieutenant's uniform touched the TIE pilot on the arm.
"Admiral Ackbar is ready to see you now, sir. If you will follow me."
The TIE pilot nodded to the four X-wing pilots. "Good flying, all of you.
Congratulations on win-ning the scenario."
Corran stared at the man's retreating back. "I thought Commander Antilles was in
that TIE. I mean it had to be someone as good as him to get you three."
The ends of Nawara Yen's head tails twitched. "Apparently he is that good."
Rhysati nodded. "He flew circles around me."
"At least you saw him." The Gand drummed his trio of fingers against the hull of
Corran's simulator. "He caught Ooryl as Ooryl fixed on his wingman. Ooryl is
free hydrogen in simspace. That man is very good."
"Sure, but who is he?" Corran frowned. "He's not Luke Skywalker, obviously, but
he was with Rogue Squadron at Bakura and survived Endor."
The Twi'lek's red eyes sparked. "The Endor tab