Private Getting in Each others space

[Darth Kharnaz]

The Tie Jager roared. That was one of the reasons Kharnaz had stolen one. The noise its twin engines made in the cockpit as he flew gave him a rush of adrenaline. This ship had speed and firepower, a brutal design that mirrored Kharnaz himself. He was flying it back to his freighter when he saw it.

A signiature on his sensors. A blip, several hundred clicks away. He didnt need to read into the data to know who it was.

It was her. Somewhow he had ran into her again. Or had she been tracking him? It was of no concern to Kharnaz. He relished the chance to prove he could best her. A starfighter may not have been his weapon of choice, but it would work well. Diverting power to engines he flew on an intercept course.

This would be where the fun begins.

Ship:
TIE Jager

Iandre Athlea

 

[Iandre Athlea]

Her eyes locked onto the blip on her sensors. Kharnaz. Of course, it would be him. Somehow, they kept crossing paths, as if the galaxy refused to let them be apart.

A surge of adrenaline ran through her, matching the hum of her engines. Speed, precision, control—this was her element. She didn't need brute force to win; she needed cunning, timing, and the ability to make him overcommit.

A sharp grin flickered across her features. Let him think he can catch me. Let him believe this is his moment. She banked hard, weaving through the stars with fluid, confident arcs, forcing him to chase, to reveal every weakness.

Every twist, every maneuver was deliberate. Every second was a challenge. And when the opening came, she would strike—and Kharnaz would learn exactly why she had always been a danger to him.

This wasn't just a pursuit. It was a proving ground. And she intended to come out on top.

Darth Kharnaz