Anakin awoke with a headache, "Well, that was terrible." He quickly noticed the look of anger on Corran's face, the Zabrak didn't seem sure of how to act. "Anakin that was stupid, we need you to open the doors, and disable the weapon." Anakin stood up, "I was expecting a thanks, but sure, it was stupid to put up a bubble with the force to protect us from the ship's firing on us was a great risk to the mission." Corran sighed, Anakin however grown up he acted, was still young, he was wise, but even he made mistakes, "Anakin, we need you alive for this to work, so taking unnecessary risks, doesn't help anyone." Anakin shrugged, heading out the door, "Corran, I'm a genius, I knew that I would have to shield us, I made the calculations, we made it, because I shielded the ship, otherwise we would be dead right now." Corran had forgotten how smart Anakin was, it really did surprise him far too often, Anakin was probably the most valuable Jedi Corran knew, he could calculate every variable to the most extreme points. "Listen, we should move, this won't work if we take too long." Anakin had already started over the snow, Jarn was following close behind, Corran had to run to catch up with them. He had been surprised deeply by how far they had gotten without Corran realizing.
Jaina came out of Hyperspace above the ice cold planet, it shocked her how twisted it felt in the force, as if someone has twisted life itself into a weapon. She felt Kyp aboard the large flagship which bore New Republic markings, resembling heavily a Mon Calamari capital ship. "I hope I'm not too late to save you Kyp Durron, because as much as you might be a jerk, you're still a Jedi." She said this to herself of course, making her words relatively meaningless, but it helped her keep her mind off the impossible odds. The crackling sound of a transmission came in "Jaina Solo, Twin Sun Leader, please confirm your identity and follow the escort being assigned to you." Jaina typed in all the codes she had, before following after the two brand new Wraith type starfighters in for a landing aboard the flagship, after a close look at the fighters she noticed how much they reminded her of the old Mandalorian starfighters, perhaps it had been a source of inspiration. After giving the new ships a quick look, she determined that they were different from her own X-Wing, or any other vessel of ship she had actively encountered.
"Spying on our new Starfighters? One would almost believe you were jealous." The pilot was a Duros male, his greenish blue skin creating a deep contrast with his large red eyes, "So, Jaina Solo the famous pilot has deemed us worthy of her presence." Jaina bore the humor, it hurt no one, "Simply because I have a life outside of work, doesn't mean I've been ignoring the needs of the New Republic, I was on vacation, something you would need if you were in charge of Twin Sun squadron, now I suppose one of you will be showing me to the bridge."
"Straight to business, I suppose it's a Jedi thing, anyway follow me, I'm Kufri." Jaina wasn't really interested, but it was good to have allies among the pilots, "As you know I'm Jaina Solo, which squadron are you in anyway, they didn't tell me when I arrived." The Duro nodded, "I'm a member of Vengeance of Duro, leader in fact." Jaina smiled, names like that had been common during the war, she even remembered a squadron calling themselves Fey'la's Last Stand, not that Borsk Fey'la had been a good leader, but something about his 'noble sacrifice' on Coruscant had roused support against the Yuuzhan Vong.
"Well you've had your vengeance, we retook Duro, and the Yuuzhan Vong surrendered." The Duro gritted his teeth, "They got off far too easy for this to be considered vengeance, they destroyed Duro, and Coruscant, along with countless other worlds and they got exiled? Where's the Justice in that?" Jaina looked the pilot over, most worlds had been majorly changed by the war, Coruscant was a significant change, but the war was over, the Yuuzhan Vong surrendered. She understood though, the anger at the Yuuzhan Vong, the man was younger than her perhaps younger than Anakin, he had grown up at war with them in a way, he had probably lost something as well, she still found herself thinking of the Yuuzhan Vong as her enemy, but she ignored this she tried to put it behind her, and move on.
"I get what you're saying, but not all Yuuzhan Vong are evil, if they are we would have lost this war, one bad leader is all it takes." The words were more cynical than she meant, she found herself thinking of Palpatine, a leader who had created a sense of fear and anger so deep that it turned even the best people bad. She wondered how it must have been to grow up back then, it was what made it clear to her that the instinct that drove her to think of the Yuuzhan Vong as the enemy was a natural one, she saw it in her mother, and her father, she had even seen it in her Uncle Luke, whenever an Imperial was around they were more tense, they kept more to themselves, everyone had their own personal enemy, her's had become the Yuuzhan Vong.
Tahiri looked back at the ship they had left, a shaking alerted her to the fact that they were tumbling out of hyperspace, holding on tightly she felt the ship shudder into action, next to her she saw the sick look on Miriak's face, "We'll be fine, the drop out of hyperspace is just a bit rough, since you know, all our engines were off." Miriak breathed in, his face made it clear he didn't think they would be fine, but Tahiri ignored him, holding onto the railing she headed for the engine room, she wasn't good with machines, that was Ren's job, but she could help if things got that bad.