I was alone in my ship, the Blood Vortex (Originally the Vortex). I'd been doing well, hull at full integrity, no permanent damage at all in fact, though I was a little low on supplies.
Suddenly, I come across a slaver vessel. They hail me and demand one of my crew, or else they would destroy my ship.
I decide to take a gamble. I grab one piece of straw and cut it short. I grasp it firmly in one hand. With the other, I carefully pick one straw from the small bundle (consisting on a single straw), and pull it out.
Looking at the short straw, I mutter "damn," and beam myself over to the slavers.