Vixen
"Shared interests, it's the best I've got." Palla explained, fully aware of how weak an explanation it was, "You both like fighters and being rebellious, and the only person who can get either of you to open up at all is my husband." Palla chuckled, "When the two of them are together she always seems so happy, but the Emryss has been caught up in a political struggle near the outer edge of the empire for almost two months now, and since he left I don't think she's said more than two sentences to me. She's 13, oh and her name is Varathine, Andy tells me she goes by Vari."
Palla likely would have gone on to describe Vari in great depth, but a disruptive beeping from her bag indicated that their time was up. She reached into her bag, pulled out the beeping tablet, and keyed in a code to let her ship know she was ready to transport back. "I'm sorry to cut this short, please give it some thought, okay?" She said just before dematerializing.
Everyone, timeskipped forward to pirate fighting because we need to move on
As the Eclipse's fighter compliment deployed, they were met with one of the stranger pirate fleets they'd had to deal with. a large number of smaller cargo ships surrounded by a variety of strikers. Each and every ship had a unique design, even more so than the pirates they were used to dealing with. Most unique of all was the ship at the center colored lights all across its surface flashing in an incomprehensible pattern. The pirates, known as the Merry Melodic Marauders of Morsar, were blockading a small colony planet, blackmailing the residents, who were in desperate need of supplies. Their captain, the ruthless Dunkirk, had refuse to communicate with the Eclipse, and had deployed his fleet with the clear intent of a fight.
While most of this was standard fare, the flashing lights presented a unique problem. Dunkirk was renowned for winning fights with very little losses on his own side, as the seemingly unpredictable patterns that the lights blinked in translated to the entire enemy fleet moving in an equally unpredictable pattern. And so, as the pirate's strikers began their advance, the crew of the Eclipse would find themselves struggling to do much of anything to stop them.
(OOC: don't successfully kill anything until the whole, "unpredictable pattern" thing gets sorted out, which I promise won't take long. Feel free to speculate, might make it go faster)