<b>RE: Star Wars: Symphony of Annihilation [Rp thread] (Accepting)</b><br/><br/>It was at the Mirialan's words that he suddenly had an out of body experience. He was looking at the station from outside. A ways off as the station could almost be covered by one of his hands but he noticed flashes along multiple levels. The flashs illuminated four small ships racing away from the station. One outstripped the others as two of the same ship followed the first. The last, the one that seemed to leave a particle trail behind it which allowed him to see it better than the rest, was sent tumbling the Station was torn to pieces with numerous explosions.<br/><br/>He was kneeling when he came back to himself, gasping in a cold sweat as the incoming blaster fire dwindled to almost nothing. He wasn't sure what he'd seen but it didn't take him much to figure out what it meant. Turning as he stood, his brown eyes burned with pure hatred for the people who did this as he took the Mirialan's wrist and ran. He didn't need words to tell her she was right on the money, his cold expression said it for him. An A-wing was parked next to his X-wing, a fact he didn't hesitate to utilize as he stopped next to it and turned to boost the Mirialan up on top of the craft next to the cockpit after deactivating his lightsaber.<br/><br/>"Name's Gabriel!! Get that A-wing fired up and out of here!!" He yelled to her, keeping the hard edge out of his voice as he saw Zechs, his R2-Z0 astromech droid, fire up his X-wing as another astromech fell into the droid slot of the active Y-wing firing it's Ion cannon at an AT-AT in trying to escape, "This station is about to get blown to hell by a shit ton of explosives!!"<br/><br/>He ran to his hovering X-Wing and used a droid crane to vault into the cockpit. His left knee was torqued by his landing and was sprained but he kept going. Zechs let out a bleat, telling him that despite the X-wing's S-foils being closed, the two proton torpedo launchers were prepped and ready to fire. Nodding, he got situated in the command couch as he noticed the guy by the hanger doors. Groaning, he put his DC-17M and DC-17 Hand blasters into his flight bag and tucked them the seat before turning his attention to the guy.<br/><br/>"Yo, Red!! Move unless you want you butt blown to bits!!" He yelled at the top of his lungs as the AT-AT shot at the attacking Y-wing but missed badly during the Ion cannon play hell with the targeting and firing systems, "We don't have a lot of time to be wasting here!!"<br/><br/>The next second was marked by two linked torpedoes from his X-wing streaking mere meters over the top of the active Y-wing, hitting the AT-AT in such a way that it staggered clear of the Y-Wing's take off path. Zechs sent coordinates to the Y-Wing's pilot as the X-wing's canopy closed. He could curse Zechs for taking such a risky shot but it had worked. It was now or never if they were gonna leave.