[OOC: taking a few liberties.]
He lowers his hands. "If fate allows..." is all he says.
"You may call me Ch'lana." Without another word, he climbs aboard the shuttle.
The name does not ring any bells.
In less than 2 minutes you are loaded and under way.
As you emerge from the belly of the corvette, the massive bulk of the prison ship looms in the dark. It has no visible external lights, and you can only see it as a hole in space with no stars.
Four Y-wing fighters patrol the area, and you can see the detached bridge section drifting helpless some distance away.
As you approach, you establish contact with the boarding party, and they direct you to an airlock near their position. Ch'lana shakes his head. "No, that won't do. All the airlocks are rigged with explosives. They will detonate when you attempt to dock. We need to find someplace else... bring it around to the left and bring us in close."
You pilot glances at Niil, who gives a quick, "Do it" to the pilot. The pilot looks like he is going to say something, but changes his mind, and only says, "Yes Sir."
As you come in close to the hull of the shop, Ch'lana peers out the viewport. A moment later he nods. "Yes, that will do nicely. Bring us in, right there between those two vents."
The pilot looks mildly alarmed, but does as he is told. Turning back to your team, Ch'lana calls out, "Someone stand by the emergency docking seal. When we touch down, activate it."
The voice speaks with such authority, the man to leaps to the ladder is halfway there before he pauses to question the order. He glances at Niil, who gives him a quiet nod. The trooper vanishes below.
A few seconds later there is a thump as the ship contacts the outer hull. A moment later, there is a grind and a whoosh of compressed gas as the landing claws and emergency airlock engage.
Ch'lana looks to Niil and nods towards the ladder. He speaks as you move to the entrance.
"When we get inside, you should go left. Do what you came to do." He gets to the airlock and opens it. Beneath you see only the outer hull of the ship.
"Stand back," Ch'lana says.
From within his robe he produces a silver cylinder accented with gold. You hear a *snapHISS* and a lightsabre blade springs from the handle, humming gently. It glows a brilliant blue, and light up the tight airlock. He reverses his grip on the blade and uses it to pierce the hull. Slowly, he cuts a large-ish hole in the outer hull of the prison ship. After several seconds, the hole is cut and the plating falls inward. A couple of seconds later you hear a loud clang echo from below.
Without waiting for comment, Ch'lana extinguishes the lightsabre and drops into the hole.
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