Tirowe gave a slight nod as the Captain gave his ultimatum, and terminated the connection.  He was actually slightly surprised that they had caught on that he was connecting to the ship, he'd have to have a thorough look at the ship later.<br/>As the Captain walked away Tirowe followed, and reinitiated the connection on D3-A6.<br/>"We're in."<br/>"Oh thank god!"  The droid seemed to have been suffering a panic attack. "I was convinced they were going to kill you and throw me to the scrap heap."<br/>"Oh don't worry, they would have had a hard time killing me, and they wouldn't throw a strategy droid to the scrap heap until they realized it was faulty.  Then they'd wipe your personality and use you as a combat droid."  Tirowe didn't need any response to know that D3-A6 was horror struck on the other end.  Erasing his personality was a worse fate than death for him.<br/><br/>Walking along with the rest of the crew e followed along in suit with the others, moving to where the cargo was held and started to seize any and all valuable items, knowing well that they had a time limit until the Imperials came back.  Until he had the chance to prove himself he would have to act as just another member of the crew.<br/><br/>As he and another pirate were moving along a large box of weapons, a pirate with a wounded arm came by.<br/>"We've found some more Imperials, they're dug down deep into the barracks.  Get there and hold them in while I go tell the captain."  As the man ran of, Tirowe and the pirate who ha been helping him exchanged looks and nodded.  Putting down the ammunition they ran in the direction of Imperials.<br/>They really were dug down deep into the barracks, any and all furniture in the room had been upended in order to make cover.  In total there was about fifteen men there.  Outside the door were three pirates, two already sporting shot wounds and the third running out of ammo.  Approaching the door, Tirowe motioned his new accomplice to tend to the wounded, leaving the men to him.  Pulling the rifle from his back, Tirowe flipped on the personal shield.  Sticking his barrel out of the shield, Tirowe walked strait into the room and started picking the men off one by one.  The last remaining pirate used his shield as covered and followed him into the room, giving a much welcomed back up support.<br/>Soon there was only one man left in the room, one who had a rather impressive set of rank medals on his shirt.  Tirowe dropped the shield and motioned his back up to hold back.  Approaching the man with his left hand forward, he started talking.<br/>"Just give up son, you've got no chance of winning, and if you want any chance of living you'd give up right now.  You probably know information about the ship and its destination, as well as other convoy routes and Imperial plans, things the captain would be rather happy to hear.  So just put down the gun and surrender, before I make you."  The man, of course, didn't.  Firing a shot directly at Tirowe's face, he wanted got take down one more pirate before he died.  But Tirowe saw it coming before it did.  And even before the trigger pulled, he powered up the shock pad of his left palm and slapped the shot out of the air. Then before the man could react he reached forward and grabbed his neck, shocking him with a few thousand volts.  Unconsciousness followed swiftly.<br/><br/>Raising from the man, Tirowe motioned to the rather surprised pirate.<br/>"You go help out the others, I'm going to go take this man to the captain, see if he'd like to talk to him."  As the pirate nodded Tirowe lifted the man up onto his shoulder and started walking towards the bridge where the captain was.