Deeno was tailing a couple of the intruders searching the crew quarters. They were rifling through personal effects half heartedly. They weren't looking for loot. They were searching for someone, most likely the ship's one and only passenger at the moment. He waited for an opportune moment and approached swiftly and quietly. His first opponent was completely unaware. The brute was knocked out and collapsing to the floor when Deeno pointed his disruptor rifle at his second target.
The blast catapulted the man into a bulkhead and landed with a dull thud. Footsteps drew near because of the noise. He knelt to grab the weapon of his first downed victim. As two more rounded the corner he aimed low and caught the first one squarely in the chest. The second shot from the other weapon was ill timed. Deeno had to duck from the opposing shot. He rolled into an alcove and readied for his next move. If he wasn't quick with this one he'd have more targets to contend with.
He looked at the weapon he picked up. He recognized the model and thought to try something. He checked the power cartridge it was loaded with to confirm his theory. He dropped his own weapon and worked quickly. He adjusted the setting on the gun and popped the power cartridge out. Then he hit the weapon against the wall while the cartridge was partially exposed. He slammed it back in and released a safety.
Deeno took a deep breath and focused then he stepped out from his cover and fired the weapon. It jammed but immediately began emitting an escalating whining sound. He pitched the weapon towards his foe who had began to fire again. By the time he dove behind cover, the weapon ignited into a bright explosion. When Deeno peered around the corner he saw a pair legs, one of which was not attached to a body.
