((Uh oh, looks like I broke the rhythm this time. ^^;;;))

Lielieja eyed the steam billowing out of the assault ship trying to asses the situation. The SS-54 was a cut above the rest of the riff raff parked in the docking bay so either Dragumand was correct, and the ship contained a higher ranking enemy, or the pirates had made a lucky steal. Further introspection on the matter as fighters began quickly filing out of the ship, spreading out to secure the docking bay. Turning to her partner, she listened to the strategy he suggested. Smiling wickedly, she nodded the affirmative before slinking off in the direction of the canister.

As she worked her way into place, she could feel her partner moving behind her, getting ready to force jump into the foray as soon as she set off the explosives. Coming up behind the group just beside her target, she rolled her eyes at the stupidity of the group of fighters. So much for that theory about them being a cut above the rest. Pulling her lightsaber from her belt she simultaneously flicked it on and slashed out at the canister, igniting the contents inside. Using the force to shield herself from the blast, she called on the force to raise a large hunk of rubble from the deck and flung it at the nearest enemy.