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fandomhigh2009-06-23 12:11 am
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Flight and Flying [Tuesday, June 23, 4th period]
When the students arrived at the flight shed, they'd immediately notice that the sim had been completely reconfigured yet again.
"This is an X-Wing starfighter," Anakin said with a smile. "Today we're going to end the course by practicing flying in combat."
He waved at a droid-shaped hole on the back of the sim. "This is where your R2 unit would sit," Anakin, smiling. "Or whatever the droid number is these days. It's your copilot of sorts who can get to mechanical problems while you're flying. For example, fixing shields that have been damaged by laser fire. Since we don't have a real R2 droid here--right now, the sim will take care of that for you. It'll also scream at you if it thinks you're going too fast."
On cue, the sim let out an electronic wail. Anakin had learned to ignore that sound early.
He pointed into the inside of the cockpit. "There are a lot more controls in the X-Wing than the shuttle or the podracer, obviously It's more like the fighter plane, but you need to regulate atmosphere, gauge fuel and weapons' levels, as well as communications, landing gear and assorted other bells and whistles."
He smiled at them. "But don't worry too much--you're not going to be tested on this." He sat in the cockpit and showed them how to make the ship speed up, slow down, turn and spin. "Obviously, this moves much faster than anything else we've flown," he said, "and the sim has been programmed with the grav you'd have in your cockpit, so if you spin yourself too fast, you will make yourself sick. And then you will be cleaning out the sim." A glance at the TA. "Feel free to use the bunny for that if you must."
Anakin clasped his hands together. "Okay. You'll each get a chance to try the sim out to learn how it works. You'll be in a program set way out in space so there's nothing for you to hit if you can't figure out how to steer right away. Once you feel more comfortable, there'll be a choice of two courses to run through--one that's strictly testing you on mobility, the other than also allows you to use the laser cannons."
He gave the class a cocky smile. "Before you came in, I set a new record on the sim for time and accuracy. See if you can come close."
"This is an X-Wing starfighter," Anakin said with a smile. "Today we're going to end the course by practicing flying in combat."
He waved at a droid-shaped hole on the back of the sim. "This is where your R2 unit would sit," Anakin, smiling. "Or whatever the droid number is these days. It's your copilot of sorts who can get to mechanical problems while you're flying. For example, fixing shields that have been damaged by laser fire. Since we don't have a real R2 droid here--right now, the sim will take care of that for you. It'll also scream at you if it thinks you're going too fast."
On cue, the sim let out an electronic wail. Anakin had learned to ignore that sound early.
He pointed into the inside of the cockpit. "There are a lot more controls in the X-Wing than the shuttle or the podracer, obviously It's more like the fighter plane, but you need to regulate atmosphere, gauge fuel and weapons' levels, as well as communications, landing gear and assorted other bells and whistles."
He smiled at them. "But don't worry too much--you're not going to be tested on this." He sat in the cockpit and showed them how to make the ship speed up, slow down, turn and spin. "Obviously, this moves much faster than anything else we've flown," he said, "and the sim has been programmed with the grav you'd have in your cockpit, so if you spin yourself too fast, you will make yourself sick. And then you will be cleaning out the sim." A glance at the TA. "Feel free to use the bunny for that if you must."
Anakin clasped his hands together. "Okay. You'll each get a chance to try the sim out to learn how it works. You'll be in a program set way out in space so there's nothing for you to hit if you can't figure out how to steer right away. Once you feel more comfortable, there'll be a choice of two courses to run through--one that's strictly testing you on mobility, the other than also allows you to use the laser cannons."
He gave the class a cocky smile. "Before you came in, I set a new record on the sim for time and accuracy. See if you can come close."
Obstacle Course #2
Luckily, there are no TIE fighters coming in from behind. Not that Anakin wanted a rematch on this particular scenario.
An average pilot can go through the run in about 12 minutes (assuming he or she doesn't blow up and die, which is what most pilots, frankly, did). Anakin smoked it in 6 minutes flat.
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because obvious joke is too obvious. She wasn't an ace pilot, and she wasn't even an outstanding Jedi. None of that was reassuring either. As she adjusted her crash webbing and went through her preflight check, she firmly told herself that her main objective here was to make it through the trench, and try to get the job done.Engines in the green. Deep breaths. She fired up, locked S-foils in attack position, and headed for the trench, losing precious seconds by waiting for her targeting computer to confirm a lock on the first of the laser turrets, then losing even more time when that gave the second turret an opportunity to get a good bead on her. She managed to escape that shot without too much more damage than a lot of carbon scoring and an engine going offline (though her simulated R2 took care of that); the problem was that her evasive maneuvers meant backtracking to take out that second turret and get on course in the trench again.
. . . the even bigger problem was that Tahiri wasn't nearly a good enough shot in an X-Wing to take out all the turrets with her cannons. She was a little more than halfway down the trench when she realized she had no proton torpedoes left to even take a shot at the exhaust port, and that momentary distraction was enough for the fourth laser turret to hit her with a shot that punched through her already weakened shields, slagged two engines, and came way closer than she liked to taking out her port strike foils. If not for Jedi reflexes, she'd have been a long smear on the side of the trench trying to break off from the engagement; as it was, she clipped a laser cannon on the trench lip on her way out, tumbled inelegantly for several seconds while she fought with the controls (and her stomach), and told herself waiting for a theoretical rescue craft was better than getting vaped.
She was still annoyed with herself, though.
Like, a lot.
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Ben took a deep breath to calm down his racing heartbeat, then tore through the scenerio like a
recklessgood Skywalker.At the end of it, the ship was slightly on fire (the Artoo unit wasn't happy), the paint would need to be completely redone, and he'd knocked one of the tips of his S-foils off.
But the laser turrets were gone and the shot went down the thermal exhaust port successfully.
And his wee bunny co-pilot was probably not exactly pleased with him.
Ben's run lasted 10 minutes. He was ridiculously proud of himself.
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She didn't even make it a quarter of the way through the trench...
...it made her want to study the simulation at some point because it was something that she was sure even Roux would lose.
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And that's why he blew up several times before calling it quits.