The New Adventures of Nomi Darklighter -Chapter 15-
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The adventures of the Jedi and X-wing pilot Nomi Darklighter during the events of the Sequel Trilogy.

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except Nomi Darklighter, Dash Rendar jr., Biggs Rendar, Corran Rendar, Tasherit Rendar, Tarik, Major Starr & R2 unit Fuzzy ©NomiDarklighter

The New Adventures of Nomi Darklighter -Chapter 15-


The next morning it knocked at the door. Dash came just out of the refresher. He wrapped a towel around his hips and opened the door. In front of him stood his oldest son.

"You should come to Commander Dameron. He wants that you train with the T-70." He spun on his heel and headed to the landing pad.

Dash grunted: "The kid could have wished us a good morning, Nomi." His wife don already her coverall. "We should hurry, Dash. I don't believe that Dameron loves to wait."

A little later they were dressed and went with their helmets under their arms to the landing pad. There Poe was already waiting for them.

He stood between two X-wings and looked expectant at Nomi and Dash. He skimmed almost gently over one of the X-wing's outer shell. "Let's see how you get by those cuties.

Commander Darklighter, you're Blue 12. Major Rendar, you're Blue 11 and your wife's wingman. I'm Blue Leader. You will familiar yourselves with the fighters in atmosphere flight.

" Nomi whistled softly. An atmosphere flight with an X-wing isn't easy. There's many you have to take in account. A sudden downdraft and the fighter goes in a spin and is in danger of crashing.

Dameron must be crazy. No X-wing pilot made such flight if it wasn't necessary.

Dameron climbed light-footed the ladder and jumped in his X-wing where BB-8 was already anchored in his astromech socket.

Nomi approached her assigned X-wing and she was not believing her eyes when she saw the astromech droid. "Fuzzy?" A happy warbling was the R2 unit's answer.

It was really her R2 unit, with which she was flown in so many combats during the Civil War.

She climbed the ladder quickly and jumped in the cockpit. When she don her helmet and strapped in, she closed the canopy. Meanwhile Dash was good to go too.

Through the integrated comm unit in her helmet she heard Dameron's voice. "Blue 11, Blue 12, Blue Leader here. Follow me in close formation.

" Slowly the three X-wing ascended in D'Qar's atmosphere.. Shortly after was Poe's voice again to be heard over the comm: "We've reached our level, Blues. Show me what you can do."

Nomi scanned the dashboard and she held the rudder steady in her hands. Fuzzy warbled a long tone sequence. The Jedi glimpsed at the monitor with the translation.

"Yes, I'm glad about flying with you again, Fuzzy. Now, full throttle. Let's see how good this fighter is."

A bit later Dash and Dameron heard Nomi's cry of joy over the comm: "Wow! This thing is really fast!", while she was flying just above the treetops.

Poe shook his head. He had never tried such maneuvers this woman was flying. And he loved it to fly in the atmosphere with its incalculability. He looked with blank astonishment.

Then he saw that Dash Rendar was daredevil and skilled flying like his wife. He was impressed and eager to see what they would show him in D'Qar's orbit. Nomi and Dash heard his voice via comm.

"I've seen enough. Let's go back to the landing pad."

The three X-wing landed smoothly side by side and shortly after all three pilots jumped out of them. Poe grinned, when he slapped Dash on the shoulder. "Damn, this I call flying.

You and your wife are both one hell of a pilot." Dash grinned too. "If you like we can show you one or two tricks, Commander.

" Nomi put her arm around Dash's hips and looked satisfied at him, then she cast a glance at Dameron and said: "Those are a few good maneuvers. It was the only way to survive the war.

We were forced to adapt constantly our flying style."

"Well", Dameron responded, "tomorrow you'll show me your skills in orbit."

When Nomi and Dash were back in their quarters, the former mercenary sat down at the small table, while his wife doffed her pilot gear and put it in the locker.

"Why didn't you tell Dameron, that you're sometimes using your Jedi skills when you're flying?" Nomi turned to him, while she don her old, shabby coverall.

"I don't know. I think it isn't important, Darling."

Dash grinned. "But you know that he can't pull off the Darklighter roll without those skills."

His wife shrugged. "I won't show him the roll. It will be better Dameron and the other pilots doesn't know I'm a Jedi. I can train at the evening, when I'm safe from prying eyes.

When I flew over the treetops I saw a good place."

Dash nodded thoughtful. "As you may suppose. But I fear that you can't hide it for long.

At the latest when General Organa comes back..." Nomi interrupted him. "Leia won't say anything when I ask her.

And our children are shying away from using the Force after their experiences at the academy. They fear that Kylo Ren will trace them here and they'll endanger the Resistance.

But I've somehow the feeling that Ren has other interests than finding the Resistance." Dash stared at her. "I don't know, Dash, but I've a feeling that... "

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