<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 leaned against a small crate as she waited for the soldiers to finish their task, one hand idly fiddling with the hem of her jacket until the distant echoes of blaster shots and screams suddenly pierced the dull background ship noises and sparks surrounding her. Somehow, she found, blaster fire was always surprising, even when you were expecting it to begin soon. She took a deep breath, and let her hand unwrap from her blaster, where it had suddenly found itself. Still, she left her thumb resting on the grip.<br/><br/>She had never been aboard a vessel for boarding operations before this. Twice, on anti-piracy patrols, she had come across pirate ships large enough and carrying sensitive enough cargo that boarding was determined to be worthwhile. One of these ships had surrendered before the attack shuttle reached them, the other did not, and the assault team made short work of the cleanup. In neither case were the pilots of the snubfighters expected to participate in the boarding. When you had the personnel available, you specialized.<br/><br/>From the sounds reaching the bay, as odd as this group of stormtroopers was, they were as quick and efficient at unleashing violence as the ones who terrified worlds across the galaxy under the Emperor. She frowned at the memories of Sokorra's time under the Empire, but forced herself to shake it off before she could dwell on it. This wasn't the time to dwell on her homeworld at all, nor was it a path she wanted to start going down anyway. Hopefully these strange Imperials would make short work of the pirates in the cockpit, and they could be out of here, somewhere safer, and away from stormtroopers, no matter how unusual they were.