Jace I'rii knew what he had to do. The frigates were obviously carrying prisoners. He would find their trajectory if they had one for any hyperspace jumps they could have made. There were numerous but, sorting them out, the RI could determine were the prisoners were being relocated. He worked with strong determination as if trying to impress his father, or himself. The trajectories filled the screen, pouring all over his green monitor. Most were outer galactic jumps that did not contain systems for parceps around. He logged them all and when he finally completed his calculations, he spotted two horrific objects flying after him. "Concussion missiles!" He said to no one in particular. Taking his ship to a nose drop, he plunged under the frigate, the two missiles flying past his ship. Dodging intense laser fire, Jace managed to whip around the port side of the closest frigate that had obviously fired the missiles. He spotted an assortment of TIEs; perfect. He flew directly toward the TIEs, straightening the ship to fly directly between them while carrying on a speed that seemed to make him drift far off from the TIE's present course. They were buying it. They began to fire their lasers. At the right moment, Jace burned his starboard thrusters and sharpened his turn to fly straight between the TIEs, the concussion missiles closing in behind him. The TIE fighters, too slow to react, took the blast of the missile as Jace sped to safety. Smiling to himself, Jace flew as fast as he could, increasing his rear shields. He plotted a system jump to a random vector. He found one and pulled the lever. Nerual pathways sparked to life and the Hyperdrive Motivators sizzled, burning the thrusters and sending Jace to open space. Relaxing in his seat, Jace knew he done the right thing. He would return to headquarters and sort through the trajectories he captured and search for possible Imperial installations.