Asmus Janes
Trouble
"Second door on the right!" Asmus shouted down.
They had been in that room several times, letting the machines carry out scans. After Quin they had both been so nervous. Asmus hadn't gone through that pain with Kaile, something he would always regret. He knew why she had done it; he had been so young and naive. Asmus had spent a good month going a little over the top in trying to cater to every need. It had, after all, come as a surprise.
The idea of losing Kaile was like a needle through the heart. He had to put it aside. Chaz was an exceptional pilot, but he didn't know the Solaris.
They were going to get hit. The ship had cells built into the hull that could self-repair, but only once. He eased off on the acceleration, forcing the TIE pilots to change their course.
They would be assuming that he had diverted power from engines to shields to pass by the destroyer. In fact his plan was the opposite. As they altered their course to intercept at different coodinates, Asmus held his nerve. Gentle changes in course made them difficult to track.
He slammed the power into the engines. The sleek streak of silver accelerated and he aimed them right at the cruiser. He dipped beneath the plane of their hull, forcing the gunners on the underbelly of the ship to slew their cannons around to target him. At the last minute he pulled up again and the Solaris streaked past the bridge, coming within five hundred metres. On the scale of a space battle, it was a hair's breadth away.
Green lights flashed past him as the TIE fighters finally started to catch up. There had been no fancy, break-neck manoeuvres. Just careful calculations and outthinking their pursuit.
They had been in that room several times, letting the machines carry out scans. After Quin they had both been so nervous. Asmus hadn't gone through that pain with Kaile, something he would always regret. He knew why she had done it; he had been so young and naive. Asmus had spent a good month going a little over the top in trying to cater to every need. It had, after all, come as a surprise.
The idea of losing Kaile was like a needle through the heart. He had to put it aside. Chaz was an exceptional pilot, but he didn't know the Solaris.
They were going to get hit. The ship had cells built into the hull that could self-repair, but only once. He eased off on the acceleration, forcing the TIE pilots to change their course.
They would be assuming that he had diverted power from engines to shields to pass by the destroyer. In fact his plan was the opposite. As they altered their course to intercept at different coodinates, Asmus held his nerve. Gentle changes in course made them difficult to track.
He slammed the power into the engines. The sleek streak of silver accelerated and he aimed them right at the cruiser. He dipped beneath the plane of their hull, forcing the gunners on the underbelly of the ship to slew their cannons around to target him. At the last minute he pulled up again and the Solaris streaked past the bridge, coming within five hundred metres. On the scale of a space battle, it was a hair's breadth away.
Green lights flashed past him as the TIE fighters finally started to catch up. There had been no fancy, break-neck manoeuvres. Just careful calculations and outthinking their pursuit.
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