Joining the rest of the crew at the breach point, the young navigator double checked his eco suit. His was of a sleek design, suited more for speed and maneuverability rather than defense. It consisted of a tight full body suit colored almost identical to his jacket, with lightweight platting in all the right places: front and back of the chest, shoulders and forearms, most of the legs and feet. He wore a helmet not unlike a small human biker helmet, complete with white tinted eye visor. His metal gloves fit snugly on his hands, with his katar's at the ready strapped on his hip. Also on his hip were the two holsters that held his pistols.<br/><br/>Shayne pulled out one pistol and held it at the ready, finding a spot of cover near Rakdaar. The ship lurched as the<span style="font-style: italic">Scarlet Lady</span>hit her mark, but Shayne grabbed a nearby railing and stood his ground, already having years of experience in the art of breaching. As the slave ship was ripped open, Shayne stepped out of cover and aimed towards the hole but after a few seconds realized that nothing was coming at them. Going back into a ready stance, he raised an eyebrow but otherwise did nothing. He was about to move closer, but he watched as the Canicid beat him to it. However, the rookie got a bit too comfortable as he entered the other ship.<br/><br/>Turning his back and lowering his weapon, Rakdaar started to speak and Shayne realized what was happening a second too late.<br/><br/>"RAKDAAR!" He watched as the bug was shot in the back, and the slavers finally flooded in. A few were approaching Rakdaar fast.<br/><br/>"GUNNY, COVER!" Shayne yelled, and sprinted from his cover straight into the enemy. The Grungan followed up almost immediately, talking out two of the slavers closest to Rakdaar, and soon the other troopers followed suit. Staying low to the ground to avoid fire and move faster, Shayne approached Rakdaar at a breakneck pace and saw a bigger slaver approach the Canicid as well, looking like he was going to grab the rookie. Once Shayne got within ten feet of the two of them, he lept off the ground and basically flew at the bigger man, clenching a fist with his right hand. Just as the giant looked up in realization at Shayne, a metal fist connected with his face. It didn't matter what species he was facing, Shayne could break anyone's face if he wanted to, and that's exactly what he did. With a satisfying snap of bone, the slaver was sent crashing back into the storage area.<br/><br/>Wasting no time, Shayne grabbed the rookie and sprinted back towards the others. Shots whizzed past him, some grazing his suit but nothing doing permanent damage. Crouching down near one of the troopers, he made sure Rakdaar was safely behind cover. "Watch him," he ordered the trooper, and stood up. Before he could even make a move, one of the slavers shot him square in the back with his pistol. The slavers all cheered at the perfect shot, but stopped abruptly as Shayne did not fall, but rather took a few steps from the impact. Everything went silent, as both the pirates and the slavers stopped firing to look at the navigator. Without saying a word, Shayne slowly grabbed one of his katars and turn around, the only sounds being his steps on the metal, and the plasma violently coursing through his blades. He raised his arm towards the slavers.<br/><br/>The next line he uttered would freeze the hearts of many present:<br/><br/>"I'm going to enjoy painting a masterpiece with your insides." And with that, he rushed at them.