Jammer, adjusted the collar of his flight suit before locking his helmet into place. “Damn thing always feels too tight” he muttered to himself.

“What was that?” crackled a voice in his ear.

“Nothing command, just doing my pre-flight checks.” Responded Jammer.

“Copy that, next time you might want to check your mic.” The flight control operator closed the channel with a hiss of static.

Jammer settled his helmet into place, and kept further comments to himself. Starting his pre-flight checklist, he felt the familiar hum of his Star Fury’s engines as they spun to life. On either side, Jammer’s wingmen Sven (Comet), and Kyle (Bomber Man) had completed their pre-flight tests, and were supervising the loading of their Astromech droids, and mission supplies. Their wing, and one other would be spending the next 6 days cramped into their cockpits and escorting a ship in to Port Wander from the outer reaches of deep space. Jammer for the life of him couldn’t understand what drove some people to jump into a ship, and leave for the dark of space. Sure he understood space flight, loved it even; but there was a great difference in piloting a fighter through the known space of the Expanse, and flying deep into the uncharted Galaxy on a whim. Even if he were to brave the dangers of unknown space, the presence of other alien life, possibly even the Grenn tipped the scales; a warp storm could kill you sure, but it couldn’t think, and wouldn’t ambush you with potentially ultra-advanced weaponry. His current mission: fly 2 days out, rendezvous with the returning ship, and then escort them back to the Station; due to the slower speed of their charge, it would be 2 days out, and 4 days back. By the time he had completed his pre-flight, and supervised the final re-supply of his Star Fury, his wing was waiting on him and ready to go. To Jammer’s relief, their backup wing was still finishing, and he wouldn’t be the last one ready. The second wing was comprised of Dax, Marley, and Keep Sake; all three experienced pilots, and a good working team. Jammer was relieved be part of a full flight of reliable fliers. 2 minutes later, the 6 space fighters launched from the Port Wander, fighter bays without incident and turned towards deep space.

As the two wings of Star Furys accelerated away from their station, station command sent one final message. “Good luck and good hunting.”