The feeling of heavy acceleration always had a tendency to be a big influence on anyone no matter how experienced that they had become. That didn't mean that Xon at all couldn't have taken this. Even if he wasn't a user of the almighty Force, then he was still a very trained pilot. Nevertheless, being the pilot of a spacecraft that he had modified in such a way was still quite intense, even for someone like him.<br/><br/>Despite the fact that he probably could have made claims such as stating that only a Jedi would have ever been able to use his customized Z-95, he never would have even if they could have been proven true. First off, he doubted that they would have been. Nevertheless, one of the Jedi virtues that he had adhered so closely to was the one regarding humility. That was probably one of the more important ones that many people forgot, but he wouldn't have admonished too many about it because it would have tarnished his own reputation for adhering to the precepts of it.<br/><br/>Irrespective of any of this, he simply focused instead on piloting the craft. That was an easy enough choice considering that being behind the controls like this meant that a great deal of focus was necessarily employed. Actually, there was some sort of nothingness or formless aspect of piloting a vehicle like this really. He didn't know what it was, or more accurately the Twi'lek found it very difficult to put into words.<br/><br/>Nevertheless, he knew exactly what it felt like to be in the so-called zone.<br/><br/>...and he knew what it felt like to kill dispassionately with the push of a button, even if what you were killing was little more than a hulk of metal and electronic components. While many might have said that separatist forces had no souls, he wasn't entirely sure of that considering that those machines seemed to have all the ability to think when you actually got to know them.<br/><br/>Though he was carrying out operations somewhat independently for the time being, it looked as though the 501st was starting to get involved. That was a good sign, though he honestly wished that no one else had had to risk his or her lives in any of this. Too many good boys had already gone down in the fighting, and he didn't want there to be any more of them.<br/><br/>Sometimes, though, it seemed that the prayers a Jedi directed toward an impersonal and abstract Force just fell on deaf ears. It leant one to ask if the Force even really had ears with which to listen.<br/><br/>Shoving these thoughts from out of his mind as best as he could, the Twi'lek heavily grasped the joystick of his craft and rotated the flight pattern in the opposite direction as best as he could have. He was going to do everything he could to aid in those currently fighting by acquisitioning some ground targets in turn.