Well, now that the time is nigh, and I have an awful lot of it, it is time for my illustrious and rather cheesy return to the Jazz world. And I shall do so with this...

The Beagle buckled and moaned after the first wave of blaster pulses, still being barely held together after the previous battle.
"Blast, we're depressurizing..." Asari scrambled for an enviro-suit as precious oxygen seeped from her ship.
"Bring us about!" Seraph commanded, just after a minor explosion on one of the panels on the bridge.
"The ship is in range of our main cannons." Juiso informed, trying to keep his section of the ship together.
"Fire!" Red hot beams of plasma poured from the ship, with an explosive TNNNNN sound, and sliced into the outer hull of Teross's ship.
Aboard the Beagle, Asari hastily screwed on the helmet of her envirosuit while a pair of robotic arms attached a maneuvering jet pack to the back of it. Fully situated, she grabbed her sword and sheathed it and took hold of her blaster, then firing repeatedly into the computer core to erase anything Teross might find useful.
Taking a deep breath, she pressed the burn button on her jetpack and maneuvered out of one of the still sizzling gashes in her ship. Her eyes widened as she saw the burning maze of blaster and laser fire that was being exchanged between the two ships.
"...so...I must walk through the fires of **** if I wish to be redemmed..." she said under her breath, and then navigated into the deadly maze, heading for Teross's ship.