Evelyn Shaw
Snowbird
This is Captain Hargrave, of the ship 'Firebird'. We've sustained serious damage from an unknown party, highly suspected to be pirates or scavengers. We're currently leaking fuel and running on fumes. If there's anyone out there hearing this, please follow these coordinates. We should be exiting hyperspace within Outer Planets Alliance territory.
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This is Captain Hargrave...
It had been the good captain's second-to-last good act. The final one being pushing Evie out of the cockpit, sealing it before an explosion tore a hole into space. He had just managed to get the message out to the OPA, in hopes that someone out there would be able to pick it up. It was a risky gambit, but the options were limited but that wasn't exactly something new for the smuggling lifestyle. ...
This is Captain Hargrave...
Evelyn Shaw was now the last living member of the Firebird crew.
She hopped over some debris heading towards the Medbay, it's current resident being the crew's latest package. Sitting haphazardly in the small Medbay was a portable Bacta tank, its protective shielding opened, allowing a clear view of its occupant. A small creature, its fur a dull white; almost grey, rested peacefully within. Evie wasn't even sure if it was a he or she, just that it was roughly the size of a Kowakian monkey-lizard...only less ugly looking.
"Don't worry, we'll...I'll get you out of this."
A flash of guilt crossed Evelyn's eyes as she stared down at the creature. No. Now is not the time to dwell.
There was no doubt in Evie's mind that she was going to have company soon. Firebird had been thrown out of hyperspace soon after the explosion, and was now drifting aimlessly through space. It wouldn't be long before their attackers would catch up. Departing from the Medbay, Evie made a beeline for the cargo hold, the largest open space on the ship. If she was going to get out of this with her freedom still intact, she'd need some space.
Eyes scanning around, Evelyn grabbed her metal staff, grasping it between her hands before finding a spot. She settled down in the middle, kneeling until she was on her haunches. Facing the doorway, Evie placed her staff down and began to meditate.
And just as she had estimated, not five minutes later their attackers; a large scavenger ship, exited hyperspace above the Firebird.