Entering the ship (4: +2 piloting, 0 roll, +2 Spin) 1 spin remaining<br/><br/>Seeing a golden oppportunity to use her better talents, Zeta sent her B-Wing into a complex series of spins that allowed her to slip inside without doing more than bouncing a few corpses off her hull. A force field was flickering on and off intermittently, attempting to seal the breach but failing quite handily due to too many projectors being damaged or destroyed by her attack. It was no matter to get through. Inside, there wasn't much in the way of a decent landing area, so she found a large enough section of bulkhead and engaged the docking clamps, sending out a word of her status to her allies so they could attempt to not obliterate her ship with a stray torpedo.<br/><br/>Disengaging herself from the cockpit, she stepped lightly into the hallway, and sprinted in the direction of the bridge. A squad of Navy Troopers was hurrying towards her, stunned to see someone running down the halls when they were in this condition, too surprised to fire on her immediately. Zeta was before the first of them instantly, open hand flying towards his face, ready to grip his head and tear it clean off.<br/><br/>Attack (2: 4 melee, -1 roll, -2 Recovering, +1 spin)