Naomi Carolina
Short-stack
Location: Space - just above jungle moon of Moridin
Ship: http://starwarsrp.net/topic/108322-sprite-class-x-wing/
Grunts got the grunt-work. Least, that's what it felt like to the redhead. She'd be escorting a Red squadron member to check out a signal coming from the neutral space between First Order and the Alliance. Command wasn't worried enough to send an entire squadron but worried enough to at least have two check it out.
Naomi really wondered if the First Order folks were up to something sneaky. Maybe the signal had come from them. Then again, maybe it was a group of pirates trying to set a trap. She'd heard of worse. Grits, her BB-8 unit warbled in the background.
"Right, I see it," channel opened to her wingmate. "Red five, looks like a freighter up ahead. Can you confirm the visual?"
"Yeah Freckles. Visual confirmed. Gotta get a bit closer to see if the signal matches."
The teen's nose scrunched up. "Freckles, really?"
The red five pilot chuckled. "Don't get to pick your callsign."
Naomi scowled, hazel eyes rolling with a quiver at her lips.
[member="Nils Brenner"]
Ship: http://starwarsrp.net/topic/108322-sprite-class-x-wing/
Grunts got the grunt-work. Least, that's what it felt like to the redhead. She'd be escorting a Red squadron member to check out a signal coming from the neutral space between First Order and the Alliance. Command wasn't worried enough to send an entire squadron but worried enough to at least have two check it out.
Naomi really wondered if the First Order folks were up to something sneaky. Maybe the signal had come from them. Then again, maybe it was a group of pirates trying to set a trap. She'd heard of worse. Grits, her BB-8 unit warbled in the background.
"Right, I see it," channel opened to her wingmate. "Red five, looks like a freighter up ahead. Can you confirm the visual?"
"Yeah Freckles. Visual confirmed. Gotta get a bit closer to see if the signal matches."
The teen's nose scrunched up. "Freckles, really?"
The red five pilot chuckled. "Don't get to pick your callsign."
Naomi scowled, hazel eyes rolling with a quiver at her lips.
[member="Nils Brenner"]