Alanna let out a cry of triumph as her target's cockpit exploded into flames and she watched as the defeated fighter spun away, out of control, venting atmosphere, and spitting bits of metal out into open space.  Her smile soon faded, however, once she saw the trouble that Zeta was having with her pair of fighters.  Ignoring the blaster bolts that splashed against her shields from the angered wing man of her victim, Alanna poured power into her engines, rocketing through space toward Zeta's flight.  Keying her comm system, she spoke through gritted teeth.<br/><br/>"Hold on, Gold 11.  I'll get them off your tail.  On my signal, break hard left."  Alanna then addressed her astromech droid.  "Beeper, activate the extra cannons.  We need to get those guys to leave Zeta alone."  Beeper hooted and the chime sounded in the cockpit as her extra cannons flashed green on her tactical display.  "Alright, Zeta. Break left... NOW!"  Alanna twisted her fighter into position behind the two enemy fighters as Zeta fell down and away, her finger squeezing the trigger to let loose a long burst toward the left-hand fighter.  "Rot in hell, you miserable jerks."<br/><br/>(Dodge Roll: 3 Piloting, 1 roll, 4 total.)<br/><br/>(Blaster Roll: 4 Blasters, 2 "Enhanced Firepower", 2 "Determined", 1 die roll, 9 total)<br/><br/>Alanna loses 2 force points.<br/><br/>Stress: [][][][]<br/>Health: [][][][][][]<br/>Force Points: 5