"Blast it, guys! I'm comin' in!" Worried that his teammates weren't responding, Yelgir pulled his ship back around to the hole he'd knocked in the aft cargo bay. He positioned it carefully, set an automated course back to their command ship, and then ejected straight into the now empty bay. As the rest of the battle passed out of sight, he hoped that Thor would make it safely. Yelgir didn't think he would ever find something like it again.
The small android drifted softly to the back wall of the cargo hold, and the electro-magnetic grips fastened him to the semi-steel plating. He slowly made his way into the airlock, and re-pressurized the space. After the air finished hissing back into the lock, he opened the faceplate of his helmet, and put his ear to the hatch. He heard a loud bang, and then muffled speech, not a voice he recognized. Pulling back from the door, he used a small laser to cut a hole in the hatch control plate. He always hated the part that comes next. Linking to an unfamiliar craft was like taking a bite out of something you've never tasted before. A big bite. And the Xien were not known for being good cooks.
He attached his conductor to a jury-rigged access port, and shuddered as the taste of the foreign computer buzzed in the back of his mind. Fortunately for him, this wasn't a very strong computer. Some battleships had an anti-virus capable of knocking him 10 feet on his back, but this ship wasn't too worried about cybernetic intrusions, and the resistance was only about as strong as a three-digit lock. He accessed the camera feed, and located his position, Sliding his "view" over to the room next to him, it appeared a fight had recently ended. Several cameras were damaged, giving him only a small view of the other bay. The room was filled with a dark fog that obstructed the camera's optical feed, so Yelgir pulled a few mental strings, and adapted to a semi-infared sensor. The room lit up with heat sources, many of them lizard shape and quickly dimming. The only alive ones seemed to be Jason, who's signature Yelgir would recognize from a mile away, and two unidentified females. One of whom was holding a gun...
