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Hobbie Klivian: [sips drink] Hobbie Klivian: Wow, this is bad. Wes Janson: Is it? Wes Janson: [sips Hobbie's drink] Wes Janson: Wow yeah, this is bad. Tycho, walking over: Let me try. Tycho Celchu: [sips drink] Tycho Celchu: Oh god, that's terrible. Wedge Antilles: Hey, what's going on here? Hobbie Klivian: My drink is bad. Wedge Antilles: [Takes the glass from Hobbie and takes a sip] Wedge Antilles: That's bad. Inyri Forge: The drink is bad? Inyri Forge: [sips Hobbie's drink] Inyri, nodding: The drink is bad. Corran Horn, poking his head into the room: Did I hear something about a bad drink?
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2stepadmiral · 1 month
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Something I love about Luke, Leia, and Han is that before the Skywalker twins reached their mid twenties, the trio shared about three braincells.
I mean, before the Death Star, Leia and Han probably had a respectable amount each (Leia needed to be smart as an up and coming Rebellion leader and Han definitely was clever as a smuggler and conman), but after that first argument in the detention hall in the middle of a desperate firefight that culminated in a dive into the trash compactor, some cosmic alignment of their inner natures mixed with the will of the Force resulted in both of them being brought down to Luke’s level.
Now, over the years, they all became much smarter and better at working together, but right from the death star onwards for the first few years, they shared about three brain cells. Individually, each of the three were in possession of maybe one at all times, and were decently competent on their own. Luke was a great pilot and field commander, Leia was a fine strategist and mission planner and inspirational leader, and Han, of course, was a very competent smooth talker and mechanic, as well as a brilliant pilot. But put them together in a room, or on a mission together, and usually one of them is going to end up with all three brain cells while the others are up on their shit.
Luke usually ends up with the brain cells when Han and Leia are bickering. The slightest thing sets them off, and suddenly Luke is the voice of reason, which she is very much not used to being.
“I thought you said this was a shortcut, not the front doorstep to an Imperial station for the sector.”
“Hey, I’ve slipped through this way a dozen times before, and never had any trouble. You were supposed to be monitoring the base.”
“Oh, sure, captain, blame me for you forgetting there is an imperial outpost over here.”
“ < exasperated sigh> Alright, Chewie, let’s power up the guns, and hope that these two don’t crash into a Star Destroyer.”
When Leia has all three, it’s usually because Han is on some reckless Corellian daredevil kick, and Luke is in adventure crazed teenager living his dream mode and is too focused on his x-wing or his squadron to see the big picture. Both mindsets are often at least indirectly because of the influence of Wedge Antilles and Tycho Celchu.
“Luke, stop fiddling with your X-wing, we have a scouting mission.
“One second land, I’ve almost got the inertial dampeners just where I need them. Wedge and I were talking, and I think if we have these in sync during our next mission, we should be able to reduce drag by 1.56%.”
“You can finish when we get back.”
“ Wait, we’re not taking Rogue Squadron?”
“<sigh> what part of scouting mission did you miss? and where is Han?”
“I think he’s with Wedge and Tycho.“
“Oh no. What laser brain stunt did they dare him to try this time?“
“…Well, they might’ve said something about flying the falcon through the gap of an imperial two communication tower?”
“Kriffing Corellians. And you didn’t think to order Wedge and Tycho to stay away from Han?”
“…Han is good for squadron morale.”
“<sigh>”
And on the disturbingly, frequent occasions were Han is in possession of the brain cells, it is, without fail, because Leia is in full devotion to the cause of the rebellion mode, and Luke is in strange-mystic-Jedi-shit-is-calling-me-and-I-must-answer-the-call mode.
“Hey, princess, are you still on that Agamar campaign?”
“The people of Agamar need our help, Han. I need to figure out a way to neutralize these Golan batteries.”
“Um, sure, OK, but we’re currently on a completely different mission, and I kind of need you to be ready to mail the guns when we get there.”
“Don’t worry about me, I’ll be just fine when we get to Ord Mantell.”
“Ord Mantell? Uh, this is a mission to Taris.”
“What? oh, you’re right, sorry. I’ve just planned so many of our next few missions, I kind of forgot, which one we’re on.”
“… When’s the last time you ate?”
“I’ll eat once I figured out how to bring down these Golan shields.”
“…Hey, Luke? Any chance you could talk her worshipfulness into having some rations? …Kid?”
“ what? oh, sorry, hon, I was reading this account on spirituality by Plo Koon, and I thought I might’ve heard Ben’s voice coming from the engine room.”
“…Ben Kenobi is dead, Luke.”
“I know, Han, but sometimes, I can hear his voice through the Force, guiding me, helping me. I’ve been trying to research why and have been reading these journals Ben had in his home on Tatooine, and…”
“Kid, when’s the last time you ate anything?”
“…, now that you mention it, I’m not sure.”
“…”
Moments like these are frequent until maybe half, and after Endor, these moments become very occasional and much more casual as the trio becomes closer and more accustomed to each other’s quirks.
“I thought you fixed the deflector oscillator before we left!”
“I did! Don’t blame me if the Alliance stuck me with substandard parts.”
“Save it for later, you two, or you’d better let me and Chewie take over while you sort it out. I have a Star Destroyers coming up on our bow, and Zsinj would love to hear that the Falcon was shot down.”
“Fair point, kid. Will discuss this later, princess.”
“Fine by me. I’ll try and get those shields dialed in.”
Or,
“Luke, I need you to come with us. I’m meeting with the Queen of Naboo, and I need you as an escort.”
“Sure, Leia. Let me just finish these adjustments and I’ll be ready to fly. Oh, no X-wing?”
“Not this time. Have you seen Han?”
“I think that he went to help Wedge and Tycho perform reflex tests on the new rogue squadron recruits. They should be down at the gorge.”
“With speed bikes, I presume?”
“I think so, but Han told me to tell you he would be careful. And wear a helmet.”
“Well, I guess that’s something.”
Or,
“Han, give me my data pad, I need to prepare for the meeting with the delegation from Ryloth.”
“The Twi’lek research can wait until you finish your supper, Leia. It’s in the gallery, I made plenty, and don’t come back until you’ve had at least two portions. You need to keep your strength up while you’re helping to build the New Republic. Mon Mothma can’t expect you to do everything without even having a proper meal every now and again.”
“… Can I continue while I eat?”
“Not until you’ve had at least one full plate. <sound of grabbing a holocron> You too, kid. You need to stop making me be the responsible one around here.”
“Han, you know that I can just grab that back from you with the Force?”
“Yeah, and what kind of message would that send to the galaxy about the new Jedi? They go around stealing holocrons instead of just eating their dinner like a normal person? Go on, have some food. I made some Karkan ribenes with tomo-spice.”
And right around the time they start figuring this dynamic out, they start to notice that Chewie is less irritated with the three of them. Little do they know, because, again, three brain cells shared between the three of them, that Chewbacca has been actively trying to loan them any of the hundreds of brain cells he’s accumulated over the course of his 200 year long Wookie life and has been furious with how unresponsive to his wisdom they have been.
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checkoutmybookshelf · 7 months
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The Boys are Back in Town
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Most of the X-Wing series focused on either Wraith or Rogue squadron in their full capacities and on standard missions. That is NOT this book. This book focuses on Wedge Antillies, Wes Janson, Tycho Celchu, and Derek "Hobbie" Klivian as they slide inexorably from a diplomatic mission to something that Padme Amidala would unquestionably describe as "aggressive negotiations." Let's talk Starfighters of Adumar.
When you have a planet that has evolved outside of either imperial or republic influence that reveres pilots to an arguably unhealthy degree and you can't drag Luke Skywalker out of whatever he is currently doing, you get Wedge "I blew up two Death Stars, you don't scare me" Antilles. Wedge then puts together a crack team of his three best pilot buddies to hammer out a treaty between Adumar and the New Republic (I'd be LYING if I told you I was picturing anything other than Adam Sandler casting his best friends and taking them on epic vacations and incidentally making a movie for this bit).
As per usual, things go pear-shaped basically before they even get boots down on Adumar, because among its other problems, Adumar loves the HELL out of dueling. To the death. Usually with starfighters. Some asshole decides to try to increase his personal clout by shooting Wedge down as they fly in. This doesn't work, but hot damn does it set the tone...
The toxic dueling culture is not limited to snubfighters, however. Cheriss ke Hanadi (the undisputed queen of duels with blastswords) guides Red Squadron through the twists and turns of Adumari culture. That does not stop Wes from getting in a duel at the diplomatic reception, though. This duel is incredible because it's Wes giving an object lesson in how to humiliate the living hell out of an overly cocky opponent with a blastsword while functionally unarmed. This fight is glorious, and it's a beautiful follow-up to the "getting ready for the ball" scene our boys get to have where Wes lights up like a kid at Christmas when he discovers that blastswords are basically "blaster[s] that you have to hit people with."
Cheriss gets done a wee bit dirty by this book, because she basically develops a crush on Wedge, and when she finds out that he and Iella have gotten together, she sets herself up to get murdered by fighting a stupid number of duels in a row. The rest of Red Squardon steps in though, and as an added bonus, the New Republic medics give her a medication for her chronic vertigo to allow Cheriss to become a pilot. This series literally is not here for anyone who isn't a New Republic pilot, so I don't love Cheriss's arc, but honestly it could have been a lot worse, so I'm not complaining too hard.
The draw for this book though, is unquestionably the character work in our four protagonist pilots. The plot of the novel is pretty simple, all things considered, so Allston takes the opportunity to really dig into character for our boys, and getting to follow them on a somewhat nontraditional mission and using their skills as best they can is just FUN. As a friend says, this book is delicious candy fluff, and the characters are the candies.
Even when the mission goes directly to hell and Red Squadron has to run the gauntlet for their lives, the choices and twists and turns are largely character-driven. That makes what could have been a run-of-the-mill climactic escape into a really tense, well-constructed series of choices and consequences that are just FUN because of the characters who have been dropped into the situation.
There's objectively not too much substance to this book, but it ties Wraith Squadron as my favorite X-Wing book because of the character work and focus on the top four New Republic pilots. Plus, it's a little adorable that this is where Wedge and Iella really get together, and I am HERE for legends continuity legacy families.
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notasapleasure · 18 days
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The greatest treasure in the Star Wars collection I finally have the space to unpack and store properly isn't my beloved giant Wedge and Biggs figures, nor is it my Ewan MacGregor autograph, nor even is it my precious MicroMachines set for Heir to the Empire. No, it is far and away the folder full of early '00s print-offs from Aaron Allston's website:
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This is like....you can pinpoint the exact moment she discovered fandom!! You can see how floppy the paper was from the ink when I printed out the pictures :')
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Yup, Aaron said 'Star Wars canon is whatever you want it to be'. He also changed Hobbie's hair colour though, so maybe he just had a thing about Hobbie.
He also hosted a bunch of fanart, which was my first exposure to the genre and which I utterly ADORED. Here are some by Jenny Kauer and Sixten because they include my blorbo Janson:
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short-wooloo · 4 months
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Tycho Celchu: "One person says white, another says black, and outside observers assume gray is the truth. The assumption of gray is sloppy, lazy thinking. The fact that one person is diametrically opposed to the truth does not then skew reality so the truth is no longer the truth." -Isard's Revenge
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Well, the time has come, everybody!
Gather round, gather round! And witness the amazing...*drum roll*
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Official Star Wars Pilots Bracket!!
**Here are our matchups!**
Round 1A:
Hera Syndulla vs. Lando Calrissian
Wedge Antilles vs. Plo Koon
Tycho Celchu vs. Leox Gyasi
Corran Horn vs. Ciena Ree
Luke Skywalker vs. Sylvestri Yarrow
Jaina Solo vs. Soran Keize
Anakin Skywalker vs. Chass Na Chadic
Biggs Darklighter vs. Yrica Quell
Round 1B:
Shara Bey vs. Wyl Lark
Carth Onasi vs. R2D2
Poe Dameron vs. Nien Nunb
Chewbacca vs. Sabine Wren
Han Solo vs. Greer Sonnel
Obi-Wan Kenobi vs. Atton Rand
Din Djarin vs. Din Grogu
Bodhi Rook vs. Tech
For now, stay tuned for the Star Wars Pilots Polls, coming very soon to a Tumblr near you!!
And, as always, thanks for your support!
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corelliaxdreaming · 2 months
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I promised pics of my crochet Tycho days ago, and now here they are finally. I love him! I used the pattern from that Captain Picard for the body and freehanded the rest, and I'm really happy abuot how it turned out!
I had a bee in my bonnet about making sure this could in no way be mistaken for Luke, which is why I chose the black flight suit. Also why I included the battle tabs - that we have no info on what they look like, other than that the Endor one has a black dot in the center for the Death Star run! (In RS he's said to have one for Endor and one for Bakura, and then later one for the Liberation of Coruscant - which means you can date this doll pretty accurately. XDXD) There was also this little voice in my head saying "he won't be confused for Luke if you just give him brown hair" but I will die a blonde Tycho truther. So I just very seriously considered the three yellows I had and chose gold.
Anyway, yay! It'll prolly be at least a little while, but I'm going to make a matching one of Wedge at some point. Wedge/Tycho nation forever!
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Okay hear me out...
A television series based on the X-wing books... created by the same team as Andor. Tony Gilroy would do all these characters and plot lines justice, I just know it.
I rest my case
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magnetarbeam · 7 months
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I've said it before, and I'll say it again:
Syal Antilles is one of the most important perspectives in Legacy of the Force. Not only is she regular GA military, but she's almost the only person young enough that she's never had to question her superiors or lose faith in her government before.
I've been thinking about her telling Tycho that the idea that something like the firing of Centerpoint that destroyed her entire task force might happen again scares her less than the thought that maybe she'd be willing to do it, and I'm finally registering that she's questioning her own judgement as much as she's questioning her orders.
The idea of writing some kind of story that follows up on Fury and shows what the hell happened to her after that has appealed to me for a while. I'm currently referring to the idea as X-Wing: Guiding Star, but that is liable to change if I think of something better.
I still haven't managed to suffer through Revelation, but I know it's in that book that Admiral Niathal, who Tycho's working directly under in Fury, sees how bad she's fucked up and deserts the Alliance and sides with the Jedi. Lacking any information to the contrary (not that I'd necessarily care if canon said otherwise) I am assuming that through some combination of luck and scheming, Tycho leaves with her. Even in Fury, when he's there as Luke lays out part of the plan to save Allana and blow up Centerpoint, Tycho admits that he personally wants the Jedi to succeed in this, even though his duty doesn't let him act on it. I think Niathal, his direct superior and supposedly Caedus' equal in authority, splitting from Caedus gives Tycho the push he needs to be able to interpret his duty the same way that the Jedi are: They're working in the best interest of the Alliance as a whole by aiming to remove Caedus in particular from power.
I remain kind of convinced that Tycho knew, or at least guessed, that the "diplomatic mission" he gave Syal would likely turn out to be bullshit, in the sense that however the war went from there, the Jedi weren't likely to rejoin the GA because of diplomacy. I think that mission was at least as much a way to reunite Syal with her immediate family and not cut her off from Uncle Tycho, in a way that they could both justify to themselves, and that Tycho could justify to the people above him in the chain of command, as still being in the line of their duty.
Once they're on the same side again, though, that diplomatic link between Syal and Tycho, and by extension the Jedi and the ex-Alliance forces answering to Niathal, actually might prove very important in terms of coordinating the two groups. Especially if Tycho managed to set it up in such a way that they had a way to talk to each other that he was confident beyond reasonable doubt had escaped the notice of the GAG, which undoubtedly would have done everything it could to monitor someone of his rank who was known to be very close to several prominent traitors.
I feel like as far as it's presented in canon, Wedge's arc in LotF is pretty much complete by the time Fury kicks off. He spent Betrayal and Exile being chewed up and shat out by both sides of the war, causes and organizations he once honestly believed were worth fighting for. At this point, he aligns with the goals of the Jedi in removing Caedus from power, because of all the atrocities Caedus is committing, but actually Wedge doesn't give half a shit about the Alliance.
Wedge in LotF is tired of making sacrifices for the concept of "making the galaxy better," as consensuses and politicians and idealists define "better." All he has left to care about are people. His goal is the removal of Caedus from power, because Caedus is killing people who don't deserve it. His motive - the thing that keeps him fighting every day, the reason he isn't content to sit this out and let younger people handle it - is his family.
Luke, Iella, Corran, Syal, Tycho, Myri, Mirax, Han, Booster, Jag, Winter, Jaina, Wes, Leia, and many more that I don't think I need to list exhaustively to make my point.
And, like. Not quite as much as it is for Han and Leia, of course, but Jacen's fall is plenty personal for Wedge, too.
Part of the point of this story is kind of to pass the torch in terms of showing how Wedge gets the relatively happy ending that he does, and getting Syal to a point where she can stop seeing her father's legend as a standard against which to measure her entire self-worth, and be proud of herself for her own accomplishments, and be comfortable trying to carry on the good he did for the galaxy, starting with taking up the leadership of the famous Rogues.
My attention span is limited, so I'll cut to the next big thing: Gavin.
As you may have guessed, this story is basically going to take place in the same time frame as LotF: Invincible. In that book, there is an offhand reference to Admiral Gavin Darklighter still taking orders from Caedus. I don't remember the context of that mention, but I have some stuff planned for Gavin.
Specifically: He's the member of this huge extended family who had no way out of the Alliance, and no one else could get him out, and since Tycho left with Niathal, Gavin's under constant observation from GAG, and he regularly meets in person with Caedus, so he can barely even think about anything disloyal.
Caedus senses an opportunity and preys upon the helplessness of Gavin's situation, combined with a generous amount of Sith mind-tricking, to subtly manipulate him into believing he's been abandoned by everyone he loves for his loyalty to the Alliance, just like Caedus thinks he was. Caedus doesn't want to fuck with Gavin's head too much, because the guy is a genuinely good commander and leader, and Caedus doesn't want to ruin such a valuable asset to the Alliance.
He's wrong, of course. Tycho in particular tried everything he could to find some way to get Gavin out, or at least to send him a message, but he failed, and it haunts him.
Caedus sends Gavin after Tycho, who has his own fleet among Niathal's loyalists. For some reason, I think probably having to do with the game of 11-dimensional Force chess that Luke's playing with Caedus, Wedge and Syal are sent to join Tycho's fleet.
In this matchup, Gavin has a far larger fleet, so there's plenty of tension. Part of what's exactly going on is that Wedge and Tycho are trying to tie up Gavin's fleet long enough to prevent it from joining the simultaneous attack against the beleaguered coalition forces defending the Maad System.
It's kind of reminiscent of Wedge defending Borleias from the Vong, in that they need a similar kind of psychological warfare method, a bait with which to tempt the enemy into acting the way they want.
But this time, instead of a fake superweapon and some religious offenses, they have to do something that's personal to a version of Gavin who believes they all betrayed him.
There is a lot of pain, all around.
I mean, Gavin's not stupid because of it, but Wedge has to be the best admiral alive at this point (though Luke's probably better at some forms of strategy) and both he and Tycho are significantly more experienced. Most importantly, they all know each other.
I'm running out of attention to figure out the details of this, but eventually Gavin breaks the Sith brainwashing and figures out what actually happened, and there are emotions.
(As a completely unintentional (on my part) side effect, having experienced that specific kind of Force bullshit before and maybe had some Jedi mind-healing sessions for the scars might mean that at the end of FotJ, he's able to recognize what Abeloth's doing and maybe resist it to some extent.)
There is more that I have to say here, but at the moment I have no more attention span for this.
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Tycho Celchu: But aren't I innocent until you prove me guilty? Borsk Fey'lya: Nonsense! Why would we waste time having trials for innocent people? That would be a waste of resources. Tycho Celchu: But I'm not guilty until you hold trial and convict me.  Borsk Fey'lya: So you admit it's a foregone conclusion?
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2226418977 · 1 year
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Star Wars Rogue Squadron/X-Wing series main characters Tycho Celchu and Wedge Antilles drawings by my partner.
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legendscon · 8 months
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Randy Stradley, Corinna Bechko, Henry Gilroy and Michael Stackpole discuss their work and tell tales of behind the scenes on Star Wars projects at Dark Horse Comics from 1991 to 2014.
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alphacomicsvol2 · 10 months
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Star Wars: X-Wing - Rogue Squadron #29 (Masquerade #2 of 4) Cover Art by John Nadeau
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joellesolo · 1 year
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Wedge: He deliberately countermanded one of my orders.
Tycho: He was furtive.
Wedge: Sneaky, even.
Tycho: We'll make a Rebellion-style pilot out of him yet.
(About Jagged Fel.)
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mando-of-esverr · 13 days
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Tycho blinked up at the man towering over him. He drew himself up and folded his hands behind his back, expression carefully bland as the other man's extreme emotions washed over him.
"...If this has nothing to do with the recent trial, or my history before the Rebellion, then this must be a personal issue and I am at a loss as to what that could possibly be."
Darius had been jubilant! Tycho had been acquitted of all charges and made famous as bait for real Imperial spies. Though the Mandalorian wanted to string up the intelligence head who came up with this idea, it was still a relief to know Tycho was, for the moment, out of harms way. Though he knew he might not be remembered, he'd hoped to perhaps catch Tycho in passing, make his greeting and introduction. He’d even thought about asking if Commander Antilles would be willing to arrange it.
But it seemed Lavinia had beaten him to the punch. She’d been all smiles when she’d given him his own invitation to the Rogues’ private celebration of Horn & Celchu’s acquittal and return. He could’ve been walking on the cloud cities of Bespin for how light he felt! He’d even brought his friend and pilot, Theo, as his plus-one!
More importantly… he’d come without his armor. Well, most of it. He didn’t exactly have dress clothes, as his wardrobe was mostly casual clothes, his flight suits, and his armor. With very little in the ways of nice clothing in his closet, he had intended on wearing the nicest thing he had that wasn’t armor, but the sight of him had made his pilot balk. Theo had insisted on making him wear something nicer, and though he could appreciate some of the pilot’s choices, most of them left Darius looking less like a Mandalorian and more like a Corellian spacer!
As much as he appreciated Theo’s efforts, playing doll for the pilot was not on his itinerary for the night. Still, he utilized a few of his style suggestions, with only a few modifications. Dark boots and pants were easily accepted, but he was determined to wear something of his Mandalorian heritage. So he’d managed to commission a unique vest with which to wear his chest armor; a valid compromise to avoid having to wear the whole flight suit.
When he came to the party, he wore dark dress pants with polished brown dress boots, matching gloves, and a dark shirt and vest with his bronze chest plate half hidden beneath a short shoulder cape in the same style worn by Lando Calrisian. He felt… awkward, almost naked without the rest of his armor, but at least with his chestplate he could breathe easy. And he could justify leaving his helmet as he was meeting with family. Sort of. However, all thoughts of awkwardness vanished when he saw Tycho Celchu enter the party with Lavinia Heraldy.
She was beautiful.... Her warm, brunette curls had been done up just for the party, their ends resting elegantly on the high collar of dress. It was a two part gown, a dark undergown with a high collar with in a long, elegant, white wrap-around dress that fanned at her shoulders. A vivid red sash wrapped around her waist, accented by a white headband in her hair. Small rubies trimmed with silver hung from her ears and ornamental necklace, while her wrists jingled lightly with silver bracelets. She was a vision of beauty and high society, vibrant and assertive... And she was on Tycho Celchu’s arm.
Beside her, Tycho’s dress uniform shone as well as hers. He wore a brilliant white blazer over black dress pants and boots, the collar of his black body stocking reaching nearly halfway up his neck. Slanted down across the front of his blazer was his own red sash with a golden pin or buckle, and across his waist was a smooth, white belt. 
Darius’s jaw and fist clenched. Where he could have forgiven them simply showing up together, clearly only as friends. But the cut of their clothes, the matching of their styles, how Tycho held her arm with the firm gentleness of his own… It was enough to make his blood boil.
So setting his glass down, Darius fixed a hard expression on his face as he approached the pair.
Unfortunately, his helmet didn’t hide his expression and Lavinia was quick to catch on and deftly moved to intervene by greeting him with a warm, open smile.
“Darius! There you are! I was wondering if you’d made it.” She grinned up at Tycho, tightening her grip on his arm. “Tycho, this is Darius, an old friend of mine from Esverr before the war. He’s the one who arrived with you after your time on Akk’ritar. Darius, this is Tycho, RA fighter pilot, hero, and my beau of five years.”
Darius had opened his mouth to tell her that they’d met before, but hearing her last words left him stunned. He blinked, his expression that of someone who’d just been slapped. “Five years?” he asked, bewildered. “You’ve known him for five years?”
“Yep, five years,” Lavinia replied, her smile becoming a little more firm. “We met met not long after Alderaan. I was one of the Y-wing pilots at the time and was the one who welcomed him after his defection.”
Darius looked from Tycho to Lavinia with disbelief on his face before he narrowed his gold-green eyes. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Not only had she met him before Darius even knew she was alive but had been an item with him since??? 
“And you know who he was, right?” Darius asked, “What he did to us and your brothers?”
Lavinia’s back straightened and she fixed Darius with a firm, diplomatic gaze. “Yes,” she said firmly. “I know exactly who he was and what he did, and he’s not the first defector I forgave for what happened on Esverr, and he won’t be the last.” She fixed Darius with a hard look and he turned his gaze to Tycho.
Several emotions flashed across Darius' face as he looked between the two; Shock, outrage, betrayal, and uncertainty. She had known him–of course, she’d known him! He’d seen her on the Mercy when he’d still been there, even before he was cleared to go home with Tajur and Mathafew. He’d learned she was one of Tycho’s emergency contacts. Her own videre even admitted that she had come for Tycho and had only learned that he, Darius, was still alive when he’d turned up with the pilot. 
Finally, he straightened, took a breath, and swallowed. It was a hard pill to swallow… jealousy over a first love… but even as his jealousy burned, Lavinia smothered it with her cool gaze. Darius composed himself and tried to put on at least a mask of civility. 
“I see,” Darius murmured, glancing around as if to look for an escape. “Well, I’m glad you made it, I hope you… enjoy the party.” With a curt nod, the dark-haired Mandalorian turned on his heel and strode away. He didn’t see the hand Lavinia extended to stall him, or the look of utter confusion on the other man’s face. He didn’t see the confusion or concern on Theo’s face. All he saw was the small crowd part for him and the door he took on his way out.
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Star Wars Pilots Tournament - Round 1A
Who's the better pilot?
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Propaganda:
Tycho Celchu:
Survived the Death Star runs 
Leox Gyasi:
He’s Star Wars Matthew McConnaughy space hippie who literally has a rock as his co-pilot, what’s not to love 
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