[Suicide Junkie]

A faint trail of fire appears in the sky, pointed in the general direction of the Cantina, and grows visibly larger as the seconds pass.
Scanners quickly identify it as a Terran MK III Destroyer dropping through the atmosphere with a decent profile that would give most pilots nightmares.

The ship glances off the heavy ventral shields of the Phong's Head, and remains aloft for a few extra seconds. With a final burst of power from its starboard engine, it cancels its spin and enough of its velocity to be caught by the nearby Spaceport's tractor beams and lowered gently into a docking bay.

With the ship finally motionless, it is clear that the hull is in very bad shape. All but a fraction of the port-side armor has been burnt beyond recognition, and an incredible number of rounded holes can be seen in the few plates still attached to the hull. The two other engines are melted down to nubs, the shield generators look like scrap, and miscellaneous equipment can be seen littering the corridors of the ship through tears in the hull.

As the maint bots from the spaceport struggle to hook up power and lifesupport feeds through the mess, a lone figure exits the spaceport and saunters over to the Cantina.

"What's this I hear about free drinks? I overheard something about a good bar in Pirate's Cove, but I never expected this!"

"Oh, and by the way, does this place have a pawn shop, or do I need to go down the street? I've got a 'salvaged' point defense laser I'd like to get rid of. Sure it may be a bit run down, but I'm sure someone around here could fix it up and use it to, say, vaporize spills before they hit the floor, light cigars and that sort of thing."