The Raptors Assemble [TSE]

[Keira Cerdulan]

[SIZE=11pt]For Keira, things were a complete and utter mess, for the Empire? Things were going just dandy, such was the bureaucracy of a major Galactic power. Besides, Keira was just a little pirate whelp who had grown a bit too big: nothing to actually make that much of a focus for.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]And so, Keira wallowed in her own shortcomings as a commander: as of now, she was the sole Mastiff. During the fight above Corellia the entirety of Mastiff Squadron were slain: leaving Keira simply and surely alone. But the Empire didn’t care, and she was thrust right back into the role.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]“Raptor Squadron” they called it.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]It was strange, she couldn’t lie to herself: her beloved Interceptor was scrap now...and a new and shiny Space Superiority fighter was what she had to her name: and the men and women she had flew alongside for years were little more than scrap floating above that damnable world. Would these newbies fill the void? Hell if she knew. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]But Command had deemed it important to practically figure that out, the Squadron was going to have it’s first of many meetings now. The small Corellian kept herself very uncharacteristically composed, bitter maybe, a smidge of apprehension: maybe even nervousness.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]But when you’re a pirate, you learn to keep a straight face. Leaving it little more than conjecture.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Approaching the blast doors where the new squadron members laid, Keira breathed in and stepped inside: the hiss of the opening doors offering little comfort to her. A fascinating bunch, truly, looked far from the rabble that was Mastiff Squadron…[/SIZE]

[member="Eshre"] [member="Evaelyn Zambrano"] [member="Sar-Ka-Roi"]

 

[Sar-Ka-Roi]

Lieutenant SarKa was busy shining the face-plate of his pilot's helmet when the blast doors opened and a woman dressed in the same colors as himself emerged into the open.

Setting the cleaning rag down to the side, SarKa slid off of the crate he had precariously perched his behind on and began to slowly meander over towards where the others had gathered. Most of them were Humanoid in some manner, none so alien as himself. Perhaps he should've felt alone being the only Tiss'shar in the entire squadron, but he viewed it as a sort of pride that he above most of his other brethren had the distinction of being a member of a starfighter squadron named for the saurians themselves.

Raptor Squadron.

Had a nice ring to it.

"Flight Lieutenant Sar-Ka-Roi, reporting for duty, Flight Captain Cerdulan."

[member="Eshre"] | [member="Evaelyn Zambrano"] | [member="Keira Cerdulan"]​

 

[Keira Cerdulan]

Raptor Squadron...when Keira’s eyes fell upon the Tiss’shar she had to admit it was a funny name, at least someone in command had half a sense of humor. Knowing them the joke was probably lost on some stone faced director or admiral, but such was the Empire it seemed.

“At ease, and the name is Keira.”

That was the reputation she usually gave off, grossly unprofessional. Titles and ranks was never something she played around with, even if she did have a half decent one to her name now.

Though the Corellian girl looked past the lizard briefly, truly taken in the new diverse bunch that was gathered before. Didn’t look like much of a Mastiff Squadron. But they’d do.

[member="Sar-Ka-Roi"]