the droid came out the way it had come in, slingshotting around the rock at high speed towards hetar. suddenly, flaps appeared to open on its arms and small wings with concussion missiles racked on them moved into position. it's targetting computer tried to get a lock but hetar was moving too fast at a curve.
the droid followed hetar into the mass, expertly manuevering past columns of rock. it caught a momentary lock on hetar and fired a missile before losing the lock and having to turn into another tunnel out of the asteroid. the missile sped through the darkness towards his x-wing, only its boooster causing light. it slammed into the rear ddeflector shield, exploding violently and shaking hetars fighter in a new direction, right towards one of the columns.
"Now I'm tempted to chain you up in my quarters and ...[CENSORED]... you!" Ayana (Full first name) smiled as she rounded the corner, jumped kicked off the bulkhead, and landed a foot or so from Satana. "Or maybe I'll just shoot you!"
Stormtroopers, crew, officers, and soldiers flashed passed. "So what am I buying you?"
She laughed nervously and put her hand on Aya's shoulder. "You'll have to get me pretty drunk for the bedroom stuff, love... Or with the right amount of persuasion, I'd do anything you ask of me." With the word 'persuasion,' she rubbed her fingers together indicating that she'd need to be paid properly before going that far with someone who wasnt a slave trader. "And about the drink, I'll have the strongest they have. It's been a while and I'm in the mood to have a little fun tonight."
The navigator looked up from his post. "Sixteen hours, sir."
"Helm take us out of hyperspace." Nerx turned, settling on a course of action. "Prepare for decompression of deck twenty three-B."
The lines of hyperspace retracted from the swirling vortex and (I was thinking Eclipse class Star Drednaught) the blackness of space perieved. Darkness, perfect nothingness.
"Preparing to expose deck twenty three-B to vacuum."
Nerx smiled. "Once that has finished, squad five and six move in and mop up."
"Sealing blast doors to decks twenty two and twenty four." Alert Klaxons sounded.