Fixer sighed. And decided at that moment he needed to acquire two droids to make the organics work during crisis. Without the Ion cannon's help, all that he had left was the frontal las-canons and the remaining concussion missiles. Accelerating at max speed, he saw the shields being hammered by the imperial ship. Maneouvering as fast as the digital interface allowed him, he tried to approach the "Relentless" without being such a good target. The Imp was trying to cut their way out. Good luck with that. 

The las-cannon answered the quad-weapons, firing to the verge of over-heating. In what seemed like a desperate attemp, he fired another concussion missile. Reliying in his ship's strength, the imperial kept his steer. Too late did it's captain realized Fixer was not modifying his own. And both ships frontal shields were at VERY low levels. Without orders, the imperial pilot dodged the ramming "Milano". 

[i]- "Yiiiiiiiheeeeei, Zzzuckers! Eat my Vvaktoid rrust!"
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After the maneouver, Fixer had the imps at his six, were the rear shield was now far stronger than the front.  

[i]- "Grretting Ggready das Hyperspace jump im die nexte Zehn, nine, acht, siebben..."[/i]