Nearby, in a debris field, a lone Schatten Falken AR-122 fighter, stealth systems active, watched the luxury ship. "Falcon reporting in. We've got eyes on the ship. Want us to hit it?".
"No. Observe and report for now. That fool commanding it isn't too well connected, so we can take our time with this one. Word on the stations is he thinks his ship invulnerable to pirates. I intend to demonstrate how wrong he is. Follow for now, and report back to me if they do anything.", Drake responded.
"Copy that. Observe and report it is...", the pilot responded, sighing as he settled in to wait.
"Don't worry, we'll get to flex our claws soon enough. Let's just let them sleep in a little.". The bombardier's tone bordered on predatory as he leaned back in his seat, open book in hand, ready to act at a moment's notice despite appearing relaxed and complacent.
