[ Reluctantly, Rey exchanges a look with Chewbacca that signals her acknowledgment of Kylo's assistance, one that speaks of her surprise at the presence of the TIE fighters and the usefulness of Kylo's own Force-based sensory radar in the minefield of magnetic interference that makes up the Roche cluster. She responds accordingly and promptly, pushing hard on the stick to bank hard right and cut them off, collapsing into a group of mid-sized asteroids that threaten and loom, periodically blotting out the light that filters through the vacuum of space entirely and just as periodically preventing Chewbacca's gunner station from making any headway shaking these ships.
An unexpectedly large asteroid appears in front of them almost instantaneously as she hurdles over another, and Rey cuts into a starboard roll to avoid it. The two TIE fighters of which Kylo had warned them double back to regroup with another three, but one of them jags against the same asteroid Rey had narrowly avoided, and it occurs to her then that the asteroids themselves are presently their best weapon against pursuit.
She dives into the thick of them with that in mind.
The Falcon wheezes at its joints, too old for the way she zips in and out of the belt of space rock, but she knows it better than any other ship, and the yoke feels like an extension of her arm. She doesn't realize that she's stopped relying on the instrumentation in front of her until it starts to blare a proximity warning, red lighting up across the instrument panel. Dropping her gaze, she searches out the warnings and groans. Ahead of them, a cluster of asteroids drift in their pattern to a near-interlocking position, blocking their flight path, and the Falcon's systems screeched with the impossibility of it.
Diving into an area with smaller, more loosely packed asteroids would likely save the ship the irreparable damage of a collision, but it would allow the TIE fighters hot on their heels to overtake them. A voice echoed in the back of her mind—Luke, while he was training her on Yaga Minor, carrying her out by shuttle into the dark of the woodlands and telling her that the Force would guide her back, if she let it. Senses and tracking, none of it could compare to the tug of the Force, and she'd followed that very pull to Luke where he waited for her, leagues from the Resistance base.
Adjusting her grip on the yoke, Rey quietly steadies herself and hopes the same success can be granted to them by the Force now: she does not believe its will is to see them scattered on the side of an asteroid. So Rey keeps the course, barreling forward. ]
Hold on. [ She warns the others in the cockpit, pushes the yoke, and goes hard at the nearest asteroid, carrying with her the heavy winds of the Force and feeling them as they crash against the solid wall of asteroids. Time and distance tick down, hurtling them towards an impending collision until with seconds remaining, the Force feels its way through, and Rey swerves. She rolled the Falcon, top down, and pulled heard to find her way between the whisper of a passage between the asteroids, ferrous rock clanging against the starboard shields with a terrible internal grinding sound, but that sound puts up no contest against the flashbang of the TIE fighters that slam full-speed into the same asteroid that the Falcon hugged.
Only then does Rey breathe, settling back into her seat and tipping her head back. Quietly, red blips fade from the radar. Three at once, then another, and another. Reaching one hand out, she claps it over Chewie's furred paw, squeezing with all the relief of survival, then she lolls her head to the side and glances back at Kylo to ask, ] Can you feel any others? I don't know about you, but I'd like to get out of here.
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An unexpectedly large asteroid appears in front of them almost instantaneously as she hurdles over another, and Rey cuts into a starboard roll to avoid it. The two TIE fighters of which Kylo had warned them double back to regroup with another three, but one of them jags against the same asteroid Rey had narrowly avoided, and it occurs to her then that the asteroids themselves are presently their best weapon against pursuit.
She dives into the thick of them with that in mind.
The Falcon wheezes at its joints, too old for the way she zips in and out of the belt of space rock, but she knows it better than any other ship, and the yoke feels like an extension of her arm. She doesn't realize that she's stopped relying on the instrumentation in front of her until it starts to blare a proximity warning, red lighting up across the instrument panel. Dropping her gaze, she searches out the warnings and groans. Ahead of them, a cluster of asteroids drift in their pattern to a near-interlocking position, blocking their flight path, and the Falcon's systems screeched with the impossibility of it.
Diving into an area with smaller, more loosely packed asteroids would likely save the ship the irreparable damage of a collision, but it would allow the TIE fighters hot on their heels to overtake them. A voice echoed in the back of her mind—Luke, while he was training her on Yaga Minor, carrying her out by shuttle into the dark of the woodlands and telling her that the Force would guide her back, if she let it. Senses and tracking, none of it could compare to the tug of the Force, and she'd followed that very pull to Luke where he waited for her, leagues from the Resistance base.
Adjusting her grip on the yoke, Rey quietly steadies herself and hopes the same success can be granted to them by the Force now: she does not believe its will is to see them scattered on the side of an asteroid. So Rey keeps the course, barreling forward. ]
Hold on. [ She warns the others in the cockpit, pushes the yoke, and goes hard at the nearest asteroid, carrying with her the heavy winds of the Force and feeling them as they crash against the solid wall of asteroids. Time and distance tick down, hurtling them towards an impending collision until with seconds remaining, the Force feels its way through, and Rey swerves. She rolled the Falcon, top down, and pulled heard to find her way between the whisper of a passage between the asteroids, ferrous rock clanging against the starboard shields with a terrible internal grinding sound, but that sound puts up no contest against the flashbang of the TIE fighters that slam full-speed into the same asteroid that the Falcon hugged.
Only then does Rey breathe, settling back into her seat and tipping her head back. Quietly, red blips fade from the radar. Three at once, then another, and another. Reaching one hand out, she claps it over Chewie's furred paw, squeezing with all the relief of survival, then she lolls her head to the side and glances back at Kylo to ask, ] Can you feel any others? I don't know about you, but I'd like to get out of here.