The call was apparently coming from a small personal shuttle, but it was now adrift some place between the epic black station and the raging storm.  As soon as Alethea turned the<span style="font-style: italic">Emerald Dawn</span>to intercept the distressed shuttle; Thal-ion decided to reach out with the Force carefully.  He wasn't sure what would happen if he let himself reach out completely; for the Force felt strange and unbalanced here.  What he found as stretched out with the Force was the small ship tumbling a bit out of control away from the station, but also moving slightly towards the storm.  He wondered what had caused such a mishap, but then felt the panic of the only person aboard.  The man was scared straight out of his wits.  For a very brief moment; Thal-ion could see from his point of view the storm growing slowly larger from the viewport of the man's cockpit.  It was no wonder the man was going insane with fear.<br/><br/>He did not have Alethea's talent for telepathy, but empathy came fairly well to him.  Even from this distance; Thal-ion could sense the man's fear of entering the storm.  At the rate Alethea was speeding them towards the tumbling ship...he knew they would reach it in time.  They flew past the station at flank speed, and Thal-ion prepared to latch on to the ship to stop it's tumbling.  Master Skywalker had always taught them that size did not matter when moving things with the Force.  It was a lesson he had taken to heart, and he knew without a doubt he could do it.  Part of this belief came from knowing Alethea would not allow him to do so alone.  Part of it came from a simple faith in the Force.  Besides that, Thal-ion knew they only needed to stop the ship from tumbling further.  He could sense the ship had power still, and thus the pilot could regain control.  Yet, the mind of the pilot made even this action almost futile.  Even if they stopped the ship from tumbling; there would be no way the pilot could maneuver it home.  They would have to use the grapple to snag the poor little shuttle.<br/><br/>Knowing this, Thal-ion prepared the grappling hook even as Alethea brought the<span style="font-style: italic">Emerald Dawn </span>in swiftly towards the distressed ship.<br/><br/>"This is going to be cutting it close.  I can only hope we can save the pilot and found out what happened on the station.  I have a bad feeling the storm they created has started making them go mad like those reported to have come near this place," he told his companion even as he prepared to take aim at the shuttle.