Survival In The Black

I got dressed, finding a stocking cap that was given to me heavens knows when. I pulled it over my bald head and slipped my glasses on before pulling on a sweater, jeans and sneakers. I found a transport to Hale’s and took it. When I arrived I found Immi and a bunch of others in a meeting over by a launch pad. So I wandered over. Seems a Mr. Podwrangler Zapedzki was arranging for a group of folk to help him destroy a fleet of Alliance ships that have been shooting innocent transports out of the sky. Half the group left, mumbling something about it being too dangerous. The rest of us stayed. Immi saw me, and she looked angry enough. But it was also tinged with worry. I smiled weakly at her, knowing that she could yell at me all she wants. The only ones left to do the job was Duncan, Pod, Immi, Amyla and I. I couldn’t handle a gun, but I was a medic. I volunteered and I think Immi got more irate at me for that fact.   The plan was to take over a destroyer and blow the ships out of t...