The New Adventures of Nomi Darklighter -Chapter 29-
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The adventures of the Jedi and X-wing pilot Nomi Darklighter during the events of the Sequel Trilogy.

Star Wars & Characters ©Lucasfilm/Disney
except Nomi Darklighter, Dash Rendar jr., Biggs Rendar, Corran Rendar, Tasherit Rendar, Tarik, Major Starr & R2 unit Fuzzy ©NomiDarklighter
Jaden Katarn ©TasheritRendar

The New Adventures of Nomi Darklighter -Chapter 29-

D'Qar

After a quiet journey through hyperspace, the freighter Lucky Girl reached D'Qar's orbit with the desperate needed X-wings.

Nomi heard Tarik's voice over the comm when he called ground control: " "Ground control, here is the Lucky Girl, I've got your new fighters, it would be nice if you send someone to pick them up.

"

The answer came fast: "Lucky Girl, we're sending pilots with one of our transporters to bring the X-wings on the planet."

Tarik laughed his chirping laugh. "Bring a whole squadron up here. I bring you twelve X-wings and a new pilot - Me"

A little later Nomi saw a transporter of the Resistance slowly approaching the Lucky Girl.

Cautiously, the pilot maneuvered the transporter into the freighter's docking bay.

She knew that the X-wing pilots of Red Squadron would get off the transporter to take over the new fighters and fly to the planet's surface.

It did not take long and the new X-wings left, along with the transporter, the docking bay of the space freighter, which immediately afterwards jumped into hyperspace.

The Jedi heard Dameron's voice via comm: "Mission accomplished without problems. Blues, we should celebrate a bit and this time I have something very special for you."

When Nomi and her comrades flew over the landing pad with their X-wings, they saw the twelve brand-new T-70s. The pilots jumped out of their fighters when they were scarcely landed.

Poe Dameron grinned broadly. "Ambassador Tarik did a great job again."

The winged non-human just came to the landing pad and had heard Poe's words.

He replied: "I'm no longer ambassador, Commander. Just call me Tarik. I'm assigned to Red Squadron." He addressed Nomi. "What a pity, we can't fly together, old friend."

"Yes, it's a pity, Tarik, but at the Reds you can have an eye on Tasherit." The Jedi winked at her old comrade.

He laughed out loud. "I think your daughter can take care of herself, Nomi."

Meanwhile, Dash and Snap had joined. Snap slapped Dameron on the shoulder and said: "You've said you've something special for us, Poe."

The commander nodded. "Come into my barrack. Tarik, you're also invited. I've been able to get Jet Sprit."

Nomi laughed, when she remembered, which fatal effect the stuff had on Tarik during their last meeting on Hosnian Prime.

Apparently her old friend remembered, for he waved his hand. "Thank you for the invitation, Commander, but I do not touch this stuff anymore. Also, I need to calibrate the controls of my X-wing.

I don't want to experience any nasty surprises in my first combat."

With these words, he went away, but not without to embrace Nomi.

Dameron looked around. "But you take part?" The three pilots nodded.

"Well, then come with me." Together they went to Dameron's barrack.

Dash, Nomi and Snap sat around the table and Poe took a bottle Jet Sprit out of his locker.

He then put the glasses on the table, poured into each one a good deal and handed it to his guests.

He raised his glass. "Let's drink to the successful mission and the new fighters.

" He paused for a moment and then continued: "And also to the comrades who were less fortunate than we so far, and whom were killed in action."

After that the men downed the Jet Sprit in one and kept a straight face, while Nomi only took a nip of her drink.

The Jet Sprit burned like fire in the Jedi's throat, but she kept a straight face too.

Dameron watched her from the corner of his eye and nodded approvingly. "You're the first woman I know who can drink Jet Sprit without coughing, Nomi." The pilot put him off.

"I've drunk the stuff already when I was with Rogue Squadron while your mother still gave you Juri juice."

The Commander laughed and replenished the glasses for the men and himself. This time they didn't simply gulped the Jet sprit down, but rather took their time.

Dameron pivoted thoughtful his glass and moved the liquid in circles.

"I hope that General Organa is successful and we finally get simulators. We could save fuel that is difficult to procure if we could practice in them, rather than with our fighters."

Snap nodded in agreement, then he took a long drink out of his glass. "Yes, the fuel procurement is a problem and the procurement of spare parts. Let's drink to our mechanics, my friends.

" He emptied his glass.

Dash and Poe did the same, while Nomi merely sipped again.

She didn't wanted to be the picture of misery, which she was at one of the legendary victory celebrations of Rogue Squadron, when she had vomited in front of all comrades.

After that she listened for days to mocking remarks.

Poe replenished the glasses for the men and himself again. Then the bottle was empty. He shrugged. "You should always stop when it's best. Also, we should keep a clear head, my friends.

Who knows what will happen tomorrow." He raised his glass once more. "Long live the Resistance!" His guests also raised the glasses.

"Long live the Resistance!" Then the men emptied their glasses in one go.

Shortly thereafter the three pilots took leave of their commander.

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