Flygirl

by Morse333

The Rise of the Empire changed the lives of many. But not every pilot in the Grand Army of the Republic was so willing to be a puppet of tyranny. And for a Chiss Ace like Zanna Gashon, the only real way way to live life is to be a free Flygirl of the galaxy.

1. A Flygirl

I've never cared about the Republic, and I definitely had no love of the Empire it became. But I also never gave a rattacks ass about Separatists or the Rebel Alliance that came twenty years later. I didn't ever really declare for some flagless mercenaries, and I can't say I ever found myself loving life outside of the law.

I don't do things for money, or glory, or world. I'm just a Chiss that had a simple goal in mind from the moment I was able to see the stars over my icy homeworld of Csilla. I wanted to get up there and see as many of them as I could.

I've spent years at the controls, and have had a lot of jobs.

I've been a Republic Ace, An Imperial traitor, A Pirate Enforcer, A Smuggler Runner, and these days they call me a Rebel Operative.

But I don't care what they call me. I don't care what they want from me. As long as they can keep me in the cockpit, on the controls, gripping the sticks, or at the helm I don't care what we're doing.

Because I'm Zanna Gashon

And I'm just a Flygirl