<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/bwelbD2.png)</div>Name: Haykriss Sokorra (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2273707)<br/>Location:<em>Fate's Fortune:</em>Cargo Hold<br/>Time: Unknown<br/>Tagging:<br/><hr/><br/>Haykriss again felt her spine stiffen at the tech's question. She fought the urge to let her fingers wrap around her pistol's grip as she thought.<em>Is this it? Divide, confirm numbers, strike? No, you're being foolish. The Empire isn't exactly patient, they would have struck by now. Probably with that wave of troopers fore.</em><br/><br/>"I'm not entirely certain, I lost track of somebody during the fighting, and we found somebody else after the lights went out. A... graspful?"<em>That doesn't sound right.</em>"Nnn..." She made a grasping motion with her left hand, hanging free, as she tried to remember the expression, before giving up. "About a half-squadron, I think. One aboard your ship, he's helping your doctor; myself; and the rest went fore."<br/><br/>She cast a glance toward the airlock that they had seen the smaller ship through earlier. "Perhaps you would know better than the Captain: there was a ship docked to this one. Before you arrived, we were planning to make our way to it and escape. Is it still intact, and do you have the means to get us to it? The stormtrooper captain mentioned you might possibly be able to help us get on our way. Of course, I understand you have duties to attend to first."