<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: Everyone<br/><hr/><br/>The thought of sitting still in a cargo hold while relying on the skill of<em>slavers</em>to get them out of it made Haykriss grit her teeth. The woman had a point, of course, trying to take the cockpit mid-combat would be very dangerous, but Haykriss had seen the kind of piloting and gunning skill slavers and pirates usually had to offer. She looked out the doorway behind the Imperial, into the darkness beyond.<br/><br/>"Do you know who they are fighting? They're slavers, after all, if it's the New Republic, or anti-pirate forces, perhaps we could force a surrender? Or did you see a turret? I can assure you I'm a better shot than whoever they've got on their guns now."