3IQ-7 noticed a blinking light on his dashboard labeled,'distress signel' he slammed the corresponding button, and tapped into the comm feed."Inquiry. Do you require assistance? " Asked the droid "
Though the comms feed, littered with static, "argh! Fzzzt, We're, fzz, Crashing, fzzt, Help," before the feed went dead.
"Initiating docking procedure 5467," the droid said to no one in particular, as his ship was Slightly jostled by the procedure."Docking Successful. Prepare to board." The airlock hatch opened and 3IQ -7, though oblivious, was hit by a large gust of air, before his ship returned to it's normal cabin pressure of 0. Carrying his blaster rifle, he walked onto the ship.