Acrobatics! (6: 1 roll, 1 athletics, +2 Mechanized Strength, +2 Situational Analysis)<br/><br/>FP: 5<br/>Zeta Stress Cap: 7 [ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][X][ ]<br/><br/>The maneuvers Zeta invoked to keep in one piece would have made any Holonet movie director red in the face with jealousy. She was also rather too busy to respond to Alanna. Sprinting forward, she ran ahead of the track of the E-WEB, keeping just ahead of it as it singed her pilot suit. A human might have been closed in against the bulkhead, but Zeta simply jumped in the air and kicked off, sending her to the other side of the hallway. She was close enough now; she jumped, crushing the gunner's face with her knee before leaving it a wet splat on the floor when she landed. Dragging his body up, she chucked it at the nearest trooper, who somehow managed to get out of the way, which was good for him, considering the huge impression the gunner made on the bulkhead.<br/><br/>Seeing that none of these were liable to attack her, she advanced on the door, only to see the commander emerge. He said something irrelevant.<br/><br/>Blank stare! (6: 1 roll, 3 resolve, +2 Ruthless)<br/><br/>FP: 4<br/><br/>This Carrack would make a very large hole in the Independence. There wasn't enough firepower in all the ships to break it into small enough pieces in the available time. Switching on her recording systems (Android Body) Zeta prepared to "extract" the codes from him. "You will die, Imperial. The manner of your death will be determined by your actions now. If you do not give me the codes to stop this vessel, I will take you in my ship and deconstruct you until you are naught but a heart, lungs, and head. You will be aware for the entirety. Do you desire this, or a quick, painless death for your assistance?"<br/><br/>Intimidation (4: 1 roll, 1 intimidation, +2 Ruthless)<br/><br/>FP: 3