Perhaps in the next draft of this story, I will introduce the Clones as a threatening presence by having them dispose of a few rakghouls on Taris.

NG, I like your ion cannon idea. Here is how I would write it: Nellith and Ben float around for a few seconds. It takes their inner ears an entire minute to adjust to the sudden lack of gravity (it would have taken a lot longer than that if they were not both experienced spacers). Ben rushes to a console that provides auxiliary power. He works with urgency so that the radiation level inside the ship does not reach a dangerous threshold (because of all the high-energy particles zipping around in the D'Anjon Nebula).