Star Wars: Night Fury (Hotshot and EvilScottishGuy)
Silara Rudder, Kalak's Fin
Above Deretta, Deretta System
"Silara, get up here!"
The voice of the Kalak's Fin's captain, Gwinoeh Sihal, reached Silara's ears over the thump-thump-thump which was battering the ship. Silara thought about reaching over and hitting the intercom to reply, but shook her head, growled with annoyance, and headed for the cockpit. She was not annoyed with Gwinoeh, not really, but the situation was not ideal, and it was something she had warned her captain about coming to Deretta. She had been here before; he had not. She had experienced the pirates who operated here; he had not. And now, he was going to pay the price for it; with any luck, she would not.
She reached the cockpit of the freighter in less than thirty seconds, coming through the doorway to find Gwinoeh sweating as his hands worked the controls anxiously, trying to coax and guide the Kalak's Fin out of harm's way; from what Silara was seeing, feeling, and hearing, he was not doing too good of a job.
"Don't just stand there!" Gwinoeh snapped at her. "Get on the comm and call for help!"
"Right away," Silara muttered. She better not die or get captured by these pirates, or Gwinoeh would be paying for it. She was not sure how, but she would find a way. Sitting down in the co-pilot's chair, Silara opened up a wide comm channel and began repeating, "Any ship, any ship, this is the Kalak's Fin. Mayday, mayday, we are under attack by pirates." She was not hopeful that anyone would hear them and be able to respond in time, but she would take any help they could get, even Imperials; the Kalak's Fin would not hold out for much longer.