Episode VIII Rise of the Dark Jedi

Reputations

Random asteroids escaped the belt and floated into the proximity of the looming star destroyer. Large asteroids were monitored by the scanning technicians, and if they proved to have a trajectory that would endanger the hull of the destroyer, turbolasers would take them out in white-hot flare. Smaller asteroids were ignored: even if they hit the side, they would do no damage.

One small asteroid, slightly larger than an escape pod floated by the starboard side of the Finalizer. It was too small for First Order analysts to bother with, other larger asteroids demanded their attention.  If it had been monitored, it would have been observed that at rare moments it changed direction slightly and continued to get closer until it came to a stop next to the destroyer near an open docking bay.

On the far side of the asteroid, hidden from First Order observers, a very small star-fighter was attached, firing boosters to direct the asteroid's movement. The name of the ship was the Phantom, and it was an auxiliary ship, normally docked into the top rear of its mother ship, a Corellian freighter: the Ghost. It could fit one pilot and four passengers, and currently it was occupied by Zeb, Sabine, and Boba Fett.

"You know, I'm never going to forgive you for that scene in the conference room," Sabine jabbed at Boba Fett.

"What? Could you think of any other way that it could have gone?" he asked.

"Not really. I know we couldn't say anything," she sighed. "But it was embarrassing."

"Ha! Are you going to complain about your reputation?" he blurted.

"Maybe a little," she said.

"Well, don't you think this cause is worthy of your tarnished reputation?" he said, being sure to remind her of her tirade on him earlier.

"Enough, you two," Zeb interrupted. "We're ready to detach."

Boba, who was sitting in the pilot seat grabbed an oxygen mask and jet pack and set it next to him.  "Everyone else, suit up," he ordered.

Zeb put on an oxygen mask and his jet pack as Sabine donned her Mandalorian helmet and pack.

"Let me get this straight," Zeb said. "We break their communications, and that somehow ruins the First Order's plans."

"Kind of," Sabine said. "We need to jam their communications. If I can get to the HoloNet operations room, I can rig it to be a jamming device."

"You can do that?" Zeb asked.

"Yeah, that's how the Rebels used to hack into the HoloNet; but instead of transmitting a message, we will transmit a jamming signal," she said.

"And how does that help the Resistance?" he asked.

"Two ways," Boba Fett answered. "If General Leia has any sense, she will see that their frequencies are jammed and realize it's an ambush. And also, the jam will prevent the First Order from calling the rest of the fleet, giving her some time."

"If we couldn't give them an opportunity against the Order, at least we can give them some time," Sabine said solemnly.

With that Boba Fett cut the conversation short. "We've got to go. Hold on."

He released the Phantom from the asteroid and made the quick trip to the star destroyer hull on the side of an open bay door and attached the Phantom to its side.