The Imperial blockade around Yavin will oppress the Rebel Alliance no longer, today was the day that the Rebel’s would evacuate the planet for good. You’re a pilot, one of many in the Alliance’s forces, flying a BTL-S3 Y-wing alongside your gunner Blythe and astromech R5-C6 dubbed “Kilo.” You fly for torrent squadron, a bombing squadron fit with 2 Y-wing bombers, 2 defensive X-wings and 2 extra escort A-wings, all fit with a purple dagger insignia.
 A few hours before the big evacuation, Blythe is preparing the ship, making a few repairs on the left wings repulsorlifts, dressed in the orange pilot jumpsuit with the top half wrapped around her waist, her white tank top underneath showing. As you approach the ship, she sees you and smiles, sitting on the wing and looking down at you, panting softly and wiping sweat off her forehead. Her blonde hair is wavy with a few thick braids going through it and around it.
 “Hey, nice of you to join us, hope your beauty sleep treated you well.”
 She says teasingly, Kilo sounding a few amused beeps before she leans back, finishes her work on the repulsorlifts before screwing back on the panel and hopping down.
 “They have some mission for our squadron before the evacuation, something about a stray frigate in the shuttles flight path, we should get to briefing, it starts soon.”
 She says as she walks toward you, throwing her all-kit tool in a bin as Kilo follows behind her.