(OOC: Sorry. Not quite the same length or relevance as usual. Will do better with the next post on the next story.)

After having watch the Interdictor Sunbeam become a disabled mess, Scrace waiting for the A-wings to come and play. He had known that they would try and hide, sit in the wreckage that was floating far and wide. Would do them no good in the end. Landala and Zurth had become a well working team. A machine thats cogs were finely oiled. Sure, LCRW Crin'Doloi wanted his wingman's death...but that didn't stop their ability to work together, and take out rebel scum. Their opportunity had begun to pass. A small reflection in the distance, almost a glint of a star flickering out, and Zurth knew what was on hand. It was time for another dog fight.

"Aegis six, you move in for the distraction, and I will take the kill. You always want the stealth mission. This time its mine." An uncomfortable sneer had found its way on Zurth's lips. He looked out his rear view, and saw Feris still holding tight on his tail. "Aegis six, move out."

"Aegis seven, you go in as the bait, and I will take that rebel out."

"I think not. This time we are going to switch the plan around." Irritation was beginning to peak, and had it at that moment, Zurth would have pulled behind Landala, and shot a round or two of cannons into his shields. "Now break off, and distract that rebel."

"Breaking away." Landala pulled his Interceptor away from the mini formation that him and Zurth had created, switching the lead craft every five standard minutes.

Zurth knew that something was up. It had been the tone in Feris' voice had given it all away. He was going to move in as quickly and quietly as possible for the kill. Scrace had to make that not possible, and did his best to achieve the task at hand. He pushed his TIE forward, peaking his speed as he had made short jaunts from one debris cloud to another. All having been an attempt not to alert the limping A-wing as it slowly pulled away. This hadnt been a needed kill. The rebel craft would have lost the rest of its life support systems before the A-wing could have even made it to any point it could have safely landed. Zurth knew this. Landala had to of as well. This was a game between the two. This had become a contest. Which of the two recent graduates could hit the mark first.

It had become time to  move in for the kill. Zurth had been noticed, and but the A-wing had been making the exact opposite maneuvers that Scrace had expected. It was as if another fighter was coming against the rebel before he had the chance. The LCRW hadn't picked up another TIE on his sensors.... He had to have overlooked something. Landala was about. Zurth could tell from the burst fire from cannons that began to dance around the A-wing.


His TIE Interceptor had been kept at a distance. Scrace had watched and waited while Landala played with the rebel. More so looking for the opening to fly over and take the rebel out with a missile. One shot one kill. That was the motto of the grunts, wasn't it?

Scrace Crin'Doloi pulled away from the debris cloud and pushed to full throttle. He had to roll to the left to stay on track, and it had seemed almost as if the rebel had given up as Zurth's target lock painted the A-wing. Landala was able to get the shields depleted as LCRW Scrace's missile shattered the hull, and sent the shrapnel of components into a cloud with the concussion. Both barreled 180 degrees to their left, and nearly scraped against each other as they passed.

Both TIE's met up, and fell into an off suit formation as they headed back towards the hangar. They knew their task was done, and where they had been cruising through had been cleared. Back to the ISD and to the cold distastes of the Imperial Navy's bunks.

"Aegis six. Thought you could get it didn't you?" A smile had curled deviously on his lips as he spoke into the comlink. Spoke with a tainted voice. One that spoke of the arrogant disdain. "I told you it was mine."

Laughter. A laugh had come through the com. "Aegis seven. I told you before. It isn't about who gets what kill. We have to work together."

That laugh. It burned inside of Scrace. It ate at his heart, and steamed in his veins. If he didn't want blood before, he definitely did now. This was almost the finishing touch to Zurth getting disbanded from the VEN, and executed as well.

The glowing shield of the hangar came in sight. Zurth would have to cool his temper, or he wouldn't make it to his bunk.
 
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FM/LCRW Zurth Scrace Crin'Doloi/Aegis 2/Pheonix Win/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE (=*A*=)