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[ishotfirst]

There's a slight sense of something growing near on the ship once they disembark off the Falcon, into the hangar bay. It hasn't been long at all since she was last here, but the war is getting closer.

Pilots are out running attack runs and mocking up plans for possible confrontations, so everything is a bit busier and there's more people around, but when you're just a pair of pilots, in flight suits, with helmets under your arms and a sense of purpose, nobody really cares where you're going.

Being a general might help with that as well.

Han sets his helmet on one of the A-Wings and then starts the preflight.

"Mech droids scanned them earlier this mornin'," but it doesn't mean he's not going to inspect the craft himself, and he knows she'll do the same with hers.

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[aimedforthemoon]

The trick in dog-fighting in the air is stay close, stop the other from being able to maneuver. Her guns can rotate, but not enough for her to do anything while here

- a second's thought -

and two switches are flicked as her bracks applies, and it throws the A-wing's front enough for him to be in range

- if he doesn't move -

and she fires.

(well. In a nice, friendly, practicing way)

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

The weapons are set to merely 'stun' and at that, it's weak as hell.

But.

Getting shot first? So not cool.

So Han dives
down down down

and decides to try and out run her.

[aimedforthemoon]

Well, if he wants a chase
she's coming up from, coming up from, coming up
coming up from behind

she can indulge that.

"So, how many kills was it?"

(god, oh, god, she loves going this fast)

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"First to,"



"I don't know,"

hard bank right and spiral

"Ten?"

[aimedforthemoon]

Hard bank right, fly straight and watch the monitor for how long each revolution takes him.

"Ten."

There.

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

Quick left.

(barely gets away in time)

"Starting now?"

Or counting the one she got before.

[aimedforthemoon]

"I got you fairly."

Counting the one before.

And if he keeps going left...

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"Fine."

Han throws on the brakes, then the boosters, and the fighter protests this but he doesn't care as he gets pressed back into the seats.

He wants on the offensive.

[aimedforthemoon]

Well, if he wants to chase her...

He goes up, she dives to the side and down, all at once.

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

The targeting computer squeals at him and he just pulls back hard, looping around and then spiraling after her, swinging in behind after having to hunt for her a few seconds.

There's no need to talk.

just gotta catch her

[aimedforthemoon]

She's fast, but so is he; she can't outrun the same machine on speed alone, so she doesn't even try. At least not-

Hm.

A quick nod to herself, even as she banks to the right and holds the spin to cut through the vacuum at another angle. Minimize the target.

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"Smart."

That's all the comment she gets as he dives after her, trying to throw himself into a blindspot.

[aimedforthemoon]

And as he turns and follows, the moment he starts and it's too late to change, her A-wing flips up 'straight' again, even as she applies the bracks.

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

He has to dive 'down' to avoid slamming into her, and she might catch a swear over the comm.

[aimedforthemoon]

"Hm. I'll leave another-" she continues the movement to loop around "-second off it next time."

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"Ain't gonna get either of us,"

Han turns and aims straight at her.

"Anywhere if we crash."

Which way is she gonna go?

[aimedforthemoon]

"Sorry!"

(her grin is probably audible)

A big loop, which means they are facing each other kinda-sorta-close enough that if she goes straight for him, it'd probably make him jump.

(he's not quite in range, sadly)

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"No apologizin',"

Han laughs.

"Just how have you much have you been practicing?"

He turns tail and makes it easy enough that she should be able to follow (and get him in range) and he's Not Planning Anything At All.

[aimedforthemoon]

"Every day."

For long hours.

She is a professional, thank you.

And turning tail isn't what she had in mind, but she follows. Keeps her wits about her, but follows.

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"The thing about TIE pilots is they aren't afraid of death."

That's all the warning she gets before he pulls up hard and completes a bone-jarring flip, hurtling straight back in her direction, firing as he gets close.

[aimedforthemoon]

She doesn't even flinch, but just fires back before twisting out of the way.





"Neither am I."

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"Good."

A beat.

Then two.
his mind flashes to black

Three. Four.

[aimedforthemoon]

Another twist and he's there and she fires without even thinking.




"Two to me."

Beat.

"C'mon," she says, voice soft and silky over the comms-link, "C'mon Han, catch me."

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

Five. Six.

(Something's wrong.)

Seven. Eight.

breathe

It's a hard, forced breath when he does.

And then he finally moves, hands on controls (become her she's a part of you) and he starts to turn, before he loops back and pursues her in earnest.

[aimedforthemoon]

And she won't ever ask why he paused, and neither does she make it easy. She barrel-rolls, then twists down at ninety-degrees before sliding to the right.