Convention III-Yamato's practice flights

[childofrebellion]

They're on the edge of the city after hauling the ship in transport behind them. Now they're at a little used landing pad which one of Cassian's other connections told him about.

He sets up some lights as its late afternoon but night will be coming soon. The weather's clear and the city is a rosy glow on the horizon.

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[childofrebellion]

Cassian doesn't react to the scowling except with nods and getting everything done. Yamato's attitude kind of reminds him of Kay, which is nice.

Once the lights are set, Cassian does some quick work to set up his comm station and then asks, "Ready?"

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato's scowl deepens a little, because he doesn't really know if he's ready, but sooner or later this does have to happen.

"We should run some pre-flight diagnostics first. Make sure everything's working."

He already knows that everything's working. They wouldn't be out here getting ready for a flight if anything wasn't.

[childofrebellion]

"Course, anything that you're concerned about?"

He knows Yamato's nervous and he's happy to go slow to give Yamato time to prepare himself.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"We should probably check the regulators, and make sure there wasn't any damage to the engines or the cockpit while we were transporting it over here."

He already knows what the outcome of those diagnostics will be. He knows that Cassian knows what the outcome of those diagnostics will be. Still, a little more time to prepare himself is useful.

[childofrebellion]

"You check the cockpit, see if its set out how you want it. Keep an eye on the light as well."

He says as he goes to open the engine compartment.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Roger that," Yamato says, and heads over to the cockpit, climbing into it.

The nerves are making his head swim a little, but he forces himself to concentrate, running through some quick tests on the controls and making sure everything is where he thinks it should be.

[childofrebellion]

"Switch on the comms," Cassian says from outside, "Engine's set."

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato's already opening his mouth to ask if Cassian's sure (of course he's sure, Yamato knows that without asking) when he clamps it shut again. No more delaying.

"Switching on the comms now," he says after a moment, and waits for Cassian to get back to the comm station. "Testing, testing."

[childofrebellion]

Once Cassian's sitting he says, "Over, comms are good. Ready to power up?"

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Y-yeah," Yamato says, before grimacing at that momentary stammer. "Powering up now."

He flicks a few switches, and the ship hums to life as the cockpit displays light up.

[childofrebellion]

"Systems check?"

Cassian's going to keep things nice and official, working through every step. That's what helped him when he started flying, hearing other pilots trusting him to know what he was doing.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato's head is still swimming somewhat, and his heart feels just about ready to explode, but he pushes through it, running through a systems check.

"Fuel levels and pressure are green, comms are green, navigation is working, gust locks are disengaged," he rattles off. "Checking flight controls now: Flaps are operational, rudder is operational, ailerons are operational, elevator is operational. All systems are green."

[childofrebellion]

He's hoping that running through the check will help to focus Yamato.

When he hears the systems are good, Cassian strikes a more personal note, "Cleared for take off. Enjoy yourself up there."

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Y-yeah, you too."

Beat.

"... Fuck, you're not even flying, why did I say that, doesn't even make sense." There's the sound of Yamato hurriedly clearing his throat, then, growled over the line: "Roger that. Activating thrusters and disengaging the landing gear."

There's a dull roar as the thrusters start, before the landing gear retracts back into the ship, leaving it floating.

[childofrebellion]

Cassian smiles at Yamato's mutterings, its a sign that he's relaxing a little,

"Over, you look good from down here."

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Do you have a route in mind that you want me to fly?"

It seems like the obvious question, otherwise he's just flying aimlessly.

[childofrebellion]

"I'm sending you the navigation for a clear route around a few obstacles to let you try out what this ship can do."

And then they can see about more intense practice.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Clear route, few obstacles, sounds good."

Yamato's not too proud to admit that having something relatively gentle for his first flight is a relief.

... All right, he is absolutely too proud to admit that, but it's still true.

"Navigation received, setting out now," he says, before easing the ship away from the landing pad, swooping about and gaining altitude.

[childofrebellion]

"That's the idea."

As he eases off, Cassian allows himself a larger smile since he remembers his first flight and the fear and joy of it.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato's not sure if he's enjoying this or having a minor panic attack. It's definitely one or the other, he just doesn't know exactly which.

But even through that, he can fly the ship as though it's second nature, soaring through the route and picking up speed as he goes.

[childofrebellion]

"How's it handling?"

Cassian wants to know if Yamato's feeling comfortable out there, this silence is unnerving from him.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Hm?"

Yamato sounds like he barely heard what Cassian said. It takes him a moment to catch up, during which time the ship continues gracefully soaring along the route, swooping around obstacles as it goes.

"... Oh, right, it, er. It handles fine. Very smooth."

[childofrebellion]

"Ready to test the speed?"

Yamato does seem pleased just not as focused as Cassian would like.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Yeah. Activating the afterburners now, increasing thruster output from twenty to fifty percent."

The ship starts picking up speed a few moments later, dancing around a few of the obstacles as it does. It's not at full speed yet, but it's definitely going fast by any metric.

[childofrebellion]

"Good start, the handling holding up?"

From a distance, it seems looser.