As the HWK-290 light freighter Star Hawk slipped silently through hyperspace the pilot turned in his seat and asked “So why exactly am I here again?” to the only other occupant of the ship’s cockpit.
“Because I needed a pilot and you were the only one on Solyiat at the time.” replied the passenger, his eyes closed in meditation.
“Is that really the only reason?” asked the pilot. “Are you sure it wasn’t my rugged good looks and roguish charm that made you ask for my help and companionship?”
The man, Edgar Drachen, slowly opened his eyes and shot a withering gaze at the ship’s pilot. In a frustrated voice the Aedile said “No.”
With feigned injury the pilot, Seth Danner, said “You wound me sir.”
“If you don’t stop I will.” said Edgar.
Seth’s face split into a wide grin as he said “Promises, promises.” From behind him the console beeped. Spinning in his chair Seth punched a few buttons and said “Thirty seconds to real space.”
The Star Hawk erupted into real space a few hundred kilometers away from the Charon floating silently in space. The former smuggler punched the throttle and maneuvered his ship towards the CR-90 corvette hanging silently in the vacuum of space. As the Star Hawk closed to within fifty kilometers of the Charon Seth slowed his ship and slowly began to circle the larger vessel.
As Edgar leaned over the back of the pilot couch to look at the viewscreen Seth said “She’s still got power.”
“How can you tell?” asked the Jedi.
“Because the lights are still on.” replied Seth. “Engines are silent though. Very weird.”
“Be cautious, I have a very bad feeling about this.” replied Edgar.
Turning to look his superior in the eye Seth said “I think if they were gonna shoot at us they’d have done it by now don’t you?”
“Hmmm.” Edgar replied. “Take us in but be cautious.”
“Roger that.” Seth said. He turned in his seat and shouted “Moe!!!”
From deeper within the vessel came the metallic clanking of a droid stomping toward the cockpit. As the clanking stopped a monotone robotic voice said “Yes sir.”
Seth looked up to see the old ASP series droid designated ASP-MO3 standing in the doorway. “Head back to the docking clamp controls and get ready to engage them and extend the boarding tube.”
“Yes sir.” the droid said before shuffling off to the back of the ship.
Seth slowly maneuvered the ship in place beside the Charon’s port side docking bay and shouted “Ok Moe, hit the switch.”
There was an audible clang as the Star Hawk’s docking claw latched onto the corvettes hull. The console beeped in a steadily increasing rhythm before the tone became one solid beep. Punching a series of buttons on the console Seth put the vessel into a powered down state before he rose and said “We’re connected to the Charon.”
“Excellent,” said Edgar. “Let’s go.”