Nova rushed to her Tie, a Tie/IN interceptor. She rushed her pre-flight checks, everything was good to go. She blasted out of there at top speed, scarring the crap out of the people on the flight deck. "Marc in my Tie and ready to obliterate some Rebel scum. Nova found Marc chasing a X-Wing, she also noticed a X-Wing coming up behind him. She pushed her Tie to it's limit to catch up. When she was in firing range she fired all her laser canons at it. "Got your back Marc. That X-Wing ain't shooting you down. Can't lose my wingman in our first fight." She kept an eye on her sensors to make sure nothing got behind her. She loved fighting in space every direction was up, down, left, and right at the exact same time.