Chapter 16; General Organa

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A Fanfiction by TheObsessory

"Rapier Two, Rapier Three and Rapier Five," The lack of Muran's 'Rapier Four' was still foreign to our ears. He had just gotten beyond the edge of the system, well out of Mirrin Prime, when Poe spoke, "Comlink your astromechs to Rapier One and upload all telemetry from the Suraz engagement to to BB-8, please."

I shook my head, BB-5 at once doing what he was commanded.

"I can't believe..." I grumbled aloud. It was a bit of a lie. I could believe Poe would do this. He was headstrong, sometimes irrationally so, and when he wanted answers, he got them one way or another.

"Oh, you are slick, Poe." commented with a laugh.

"We're doing this?" Iolo followed, a hint of worry hidden in his voice.

"I'm doing this." Poe said, "Not going to let you three flush your careers on a disobedience charge. If someone is going to take the fall for this, let it be me. I'm not planning to be gone long anyway. This is just recon. Everything goes well, I'll be back before Deso knows we ever split up."

"Poe-" I started, my heart beating anxiously

"I'm going, Sid. Muran deserves this."

I let the word sink in, still at war with myself.

"Then I'm going too." I decided.

"Sid, I can't let you do that."

"Too bad. BB-8, send trajectory on the Yissira Zyde's hyperspace jump over to BB-5. I know you've found it already."

BB-8 beeped softly, confused on whether he should or shouldn't.

I heard Poe take a deep breath, both and Iolo silent.

"Fine. But at the first sign of trouble, we're leaving." Poe relented.

"Oh yes, I'm sure." I chuckled as I listened to BB-5's happy blips.

"We're already down one good pilot." Iolo finally spoke, "And I don't think and I are particularly looking for field promotions."

"Copy that." agreed, "Be smart, both of you, and hurry back, okay?"

"I'll make sure he's not doing anything too stupid." I confided in , Poe huffing indignantly over the line.

"Oh, and may the force be with you."

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It wasn't until the third stop in the direction of the Yissira Zyde that we found what we were looking for.

We came out of hyperspace at OR-Kappa-2722, greeted promptly by the screams of both our droids.

"Well at least it's not a whole fleet." Poe said lightly as we surveyed our surroundings in shock.

From what I saw, I counted three Star Destroyers, four frigates, two Maxima-A heavy cruisers and one Dissident-class light cruiser. Plus who knows how many small vessels around the fleet, everything from droids to TIEs.

"Not yet." Poe answered BB-8, a question I had missed, "Can you find the Yissira Zyde? You too, Sid."

I scanned the fleet thoroughly a second time, but saw nothing.

"Well, we've come all this way. I think we ought to leave with something."

"Poe, we came here for the Yissira Zyde. If it's not here, we need to leave before they see us." I argued back, ready to send the order to BB-5 to ready us for another jump into hyperspace.

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