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Thrawn McEwok Title: TFN EU Staff Registered: May '00	Date Posted: 11/23/06 7:35pm Subject: “Wingmates” – Jaina/Lowie, after ‘Bloodlines’ [ISSR] - Date Edited: 11/23/06 7:50pm (4 edits total) Edited By: Thrawn McEwok
	[The ‘ISSR’ tag in the header means that this ’fic contains at least implications of: Romantic relations between a human and a Wookiee. Just so you know! ] A lone X-wing raced across the jagged moonscape, following a low, fast course amid the sharp-edged contours of the airless terrain. Ahead, a sawback ridge cut across the horizon – an unbroken upthrust of hard rock, with no way for a starfighter to sneak through it below the enemy’s sensor scans. At the last moment, the pilot yanked back the controls, and the fighter stood up above the crest of the ridge. Mashing her thumbs down on the firing-triggers, she sent two proton torpedoes hurtling towards a target on the distant horizon. As soon as the torpedoes had snapped clear of the launchers, she hauled the stick back again, shearing away in a sharp spin-snap that lifted her starboard wings, and bared her belly to enemy flak for just a moment. As laser tracer stitched bright seams through the night, she jockeyed the controls aggressively, and flipped the fighter right over, slamming back down into the ground cover and fleeing the target at maximum acceleration – flying upside-down, her cockpit canopy almost grazing the rocky ground. For a moment, her lips murmured, but the look in her dark eyes remained sharp-focused. She steered the fighter deeper into the canyons and crevasses, negotiating the tight, airless terrain with silent control, guided only by an urge to get the kark out of the danger zone. Eventually, she flipped herself back upright, and turned her fighter’s head back round towards her base. Her eyes flickered to the readout display in front of her, seeing her astromech’s report of the torpedoes’ fate – one intercepted by enemy tracer, the other impacted on the target. Not bad going – or at least, it would have been acceptable, if this had been a real mission, rather than a meaningless simulation in the Centax 2 training ranges. Jaina Solo let out an angry snarl. Officially, she was still a colonel in the Defense Force – officially, she was still in charge of Rogue Squadron, the most prestigious fighter command in the Galaxy. But her brother had broken her out of the military in all but the most technical sense – sent her home in disgrace from the Fleet, for refusing to bow to his bloodthirsty interpretation of the rules of engagement. Bloodthirsty? she wondered. The word fitted Jacen strangely well. She frowned, more mildly than she might have, and saw the base complex appear on the horizon up ahead. Centax 2 was a small moon, and after three weeks of intensive flying, it was starting to feel distinctly cramped; but it was the only place she was currently allowed to fly in anything even resembling combat scenarios – and even that was largely down to a sympathetic base commander, who’d chosen not to point out to his superiors that Colonel Solo, suspended from flight duty by the military, was hogging every cockpit slot she could claim under her alternative identity as a Jedi Knight. It still wasn’t as much as she’d have liked. With the military on a wartime footing and new GAG pilots cycling through the base by the squadron, the training times allowed to Jedi had been drastically curtailed. And with all of the Jedi’s front-line fighters serving with the fleet, she was flying her own personal plane, an old XJ3 from the Yuuzhan Vong war. Jaina flicked the safeties off her laser triggers, and decided to cheer herself up by strafing the first target she could find. In response, the base control tower flashed into her targeting reticule, and she sighed and shook her head, reluctantly relaxing. “Knight Eleven,” came the voice of a flight ops officer, calm and amused in her ears. “Did you just target-lock our control tower.” “Copy, Control,” she answered tersely. “Getting twitchy. Didn’t mean it personally.” “That’s okay, Eleven.” There was a laugh in the controller’s voice. “We could tell you were distracted by something. You’ve let Knight Five sneak right up on your tail.” “What?!” Jaina glanced over her shoulder, and saw a second X-wing on her wing, barely more than a few metres away – a black-hulled, snub-nosed StealthX. Over the intercom came the long, symphonic growl of a Wookiee greeting. “Lowie?!” she asked, frowning at the thought that he could sneak up on her like that. “That’s not fair.” He offered a conciliatory answer in Shyriiwook, glossing it with a phrase of precise, technical Thykarann at the end. “No, I know I’ve not upgrade my fighter’s sensors to pick up nightfighters yet,” she sighed. “I ought to have detected you through the Force.” The Wookiee had been a friend since childhood, and he’d flown as her wingmate through the darkest years of the Yuuzhan Vong war. When the peace was signed and they both quit the military, they’d become full-time Jedi – and full-time partners, sharing a relationship built on what she referred to as the ‘three Fs’: flying, fighting and friendship. At times, she’d been acutely aware of the awkward parallels with her previous liaison with Jag. But on Jwilo, the alien Killiks had moulded her mind together with Zekk’s, and she found herself sharing a new rapport with another old friend, a bond of dizzying intimacy. Inevitably, she’d drifted apart from Lowie. They were still friends – just... not as close as they’d been once. As if to prove that point, his next question took her totally by surprise. “Fly with you?!” she answered. “I don’t know. I’m already pushing my range times....” In reply, Lowie growled softly, and sideslipped his StealthX neatly around her. Lifting the fighter’s head, he aimed for the stars. “Not a practice run?” she asked, opening the throttles in pursuit. The SteathX was as black as the night – visible only as a ripple of shadow across the stars, around the vague dull glow of heat-shielded drive exhausts running on full power. But in the Force, Lowbacca was a beacon for her – a waystar. His voice sang in her ears, explaining that he’d been assigned a mission to Kashyyyk by the Jedi Council – and asking her to come with him. “I can’t just follow you off like this,” she sighed, scanning her readouts and checking what sort of endurance her fighter had in it. “If I do, I’m going to have to go into a hibernation trance during the lightspeed jump.” Lowie answered with a faintly suggestive remark about the dreams she’d have, and in response, she laughed aloud. He seized the laugh, and followed up with abstract coaxing – a lot of it, the Force equivalent of a Wookiee bout of thorough, physical encouragement. And it was paired with a verbal reminder that really, she didn’t need that much encouragement at all. “Oh, all right, fuzzball,” she sighed, toggling her controls, opening a communications link with his fighter so that her astromech could upload the jump coordinates for Kashyyyyk. “I’m your wing.” Lowie’s voice growled softly in approval, tweaked with mischief. “I do not need this!” she snapped, then sighed, and shook her head. “Okay, yeah, maybe I do.” She paused, chewed her lip, and looked at him ahead of her, contemplating silently. He answered with a silence of his own, in perfect counterpoint. “Lowie?” she asked, tentatively. “Thank you. You’re a good friend. I really appreciate this.” I know! he barked, and she smiled back, watching the readouts change in front of her as her fighter’s astromech completed its calculations. Here we go.... As one, the two X-wings leapt past lightspeed, out towards the stars. -----signature----- A/T = OTP :===8[#]8===: Kyp/Jaina fans: stand up and be counted!
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SilSolo Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 11/23/06 7:46pm Subject: RE: “Wingmates” – Jaina/Lowie, after ‘Bloodlines’ [ISSR]
	NIce start. -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/27517284/p1/?11 Like this quick sketch: http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/32848083/ ? Then commission me. Prices are negotiable.
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Thrawn McEwok Title: TFN EU Staff Registered: May '00	Date Posted: 11/23/06 7:50pm Subject: RE: “Wingmates” – Jaina/Lowie, after ‘Bloodlines’ [ISSR] - Date Edited: 11/23/06 7:51pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Thrawn McEwok
	SilSolo posted: NIce start. It's a one-post 'fic. But thanks! - The Imperial Ewok -----signature----- A/T = OTP :===8[#]8===: Kyp/Jaina fans: stand up and be counted!
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JDH3 Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 11/23/06 8:16pm Subject: RE: “Wingmates” – Jaina/Lowie, after ‘Bloodlines’ [ISSR]
	Awwwwww! Gotta love Thanksgiving day Jaina/Lowie... mush? Well, okay not exactly mush, but very, very nice regardless. Characterizations were dead on, as per usual with your work. I'm not quite sure how to fully voice my enjoyment of this, but it was just what I needed to read after a big meal. The reader gets a very real sense of two old friends who border on being more than that, though neither quite knows how to express the "more" aspects. It's touching and heartfelt in the best traditions of Star Wars. Most impressive, my furry, Imperial friend. JD. -----signature----- Winner of a Golden Ewok™ with Corellian Bloodstripes. Uncontrollable (LOTF AU): http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/29523035/r29532300/ The Future is Now: A Clone Wars Tale: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29270805/p1
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Healer_Leona Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Jul '00	Date Posted: 11/24/06 3:35am Subject: RE: “Wingmates” – Jaina/Lowie, after ‘Bloodlines’ [ISSR]
	Very nicely done. “Knight Eleven,” came the voice of a flight ops officer, calm and amused in her ears. “Did you just target-lock our control tower.” “Copy, Control,” she answered tersely. “Getting twitchy. Didn’t mean it personally.” Ha!!! “I ought to have detected you through the Force.” She certainly should have. Distracted much? Sounds like she very much needs a friend. I can relate. -----signature----- I've been waiting so long to be where I'm going
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Thrawn McEwok Title: TFN EU Staff Registered: May '00	Date Posted: 11/24/06 2:10pm Subject: RE: “Wingmates” – Jaina/Lowie, after ‘Bloodlines’ [ISSR]
	JDH3: Awwwwww! Glad you liked it!!! Gotta love Thanksgiving day Jaina/Lowie... mush? Well, okay not exactly mush, but very, very nice regardless. Call it "G-rated subversion"? Characterizations were dead on, as per usual with your work. I'm not quite sure how to fully voice my enjoyment of this, but it was just what I needed to read after a big meal. The reader gets a very real sense of two old friends who border on being more than that, though neither quite knows how to express the "more" aspects. It's touching and heartfelt in the best traditions of Star Wars. Heh. I think you implied something in there about realities escaping definitions, and knowledge known but not articulated, which is close to some important themes in Star Wars (and I don't just mean Luke and Leia!! )... So, thanks for the insightful reply! Most impressive, my furry, Imperial friend. Yub yub!!! Healer_Leona: Very nicely done. Thank you! Ha!!! Heh. She certainly should have. Distracted much? She was distracted by needing a distraction? Sounds like she very much needs a friend. I can relate. She just needs to be reminded that there are more possibilities open to her than she thinks...? - The Imperial Ewok -----signature----- A/T = OTP :===8[#]8===: Kyp/Jaina fans: stand up and be counted!
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Quiet_Mandalorian Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 11/25/06 5:43pm Subject: RE: “Wingmates” – Jaina/Lowie, after ‘Bloodlines’ [ISSR]
	More not-make-sense furry talk. Hulk's head hurt. -----signature----- Fey'la was right! Bring Asyr Sei'lar to justice!
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