Rage made her way down the rock face, her com unit switched and she hummed to herself as she adjusted her night goggles and repelled down. Her foot slipped and she bumped hard into the gutting rock but her humming never faltered. She was happy. She was hunting.

Reg's voice came over the com, interrupting her thoughts but not her humming. "You have a lovely voice Rage, but unless you stick to a tune I know that is annoying as hell." Rage smiled in the inky blackness of the night as she made her way down the sheer side of the rock face.

"Oh, relax. It's an old Sith lullaby." she purred "I'm slowly rotting your brain with the dark side."

"Oh! Perfect!"

"Hey it's the least painful way of doing it, besides forcing you to sit and watch holo vid for hours on end." Rage replied "But we don't seem to have that kind of time."

Reg laughed. "All right smart ass, I'm picking up that vapour trail you think is a ship. It's one hundred and fifty meters bellow your present position."

"I know, I can see it." Rage twisted her neck to look over her shoulder and below her. "It was one hell of a good idea, coming down in the meteor shower, too bad they slipped the brakes too early."

"Rage they had to. That or smack into one of those glorious mountains you're currently sliding down." Reg's voice sounded strangely disembodied over the com.

"Sliding is right. Remind me to have a talk with the chap that dropped me off. I almost went over the cliff because he caught an updraft as I jumped out." she seemed to reconsider her words "Actually I did go over the cliff, thank the force for fast reflexes. Is the ship powered down?"

"Well if it is a ship yes, it seems to be power down. If it's a large chunk of rock like my instruments say, it's finally cooled off."

"Alert the task force at the garrison. Have Gade and his friend wade through a couple of stormtrooper platoons before they meet up with our specialists. I'm gonna need time to get back."

"And what if they're killed?"

"Then they aren't the people we want and we reset the trap for the Jedi Knight when he gets here. Okay, I'm off the rock face." Rage's feet touched the rocky ground "I'm gonna shut down the com until after I've finished with the bug, you're terribly distracting."

"Why thank you!" Reg's voice replied merrily "I would just like to..." Rage shut down the come before he could finish.

Rage adjusted her nightvision goggles and pulled her blaster. If she was caught she'd have to conceal her identity, that meant keeper her lightsabre out of view. She edged along, humming the same tune again. The Sith sidled the ship cautiously, using it to mask her form and touched the Force lightly. No one aboard. Stang, they were moving fast. She moved her gloved hand over the hull and found the perfect spot for the tracking device - the interior landing claw well. The tracer was an assurance policy in case Vader's full proof plan fell through. If it was Barryk and he managed to elude her, she would be able to at least have a way to salvage this costly little operation. For one, she trusted Rehn as about as far as she could throw her without the Force and if she turned on Drakahn she'd have one Jedi - Barryk , one partial Jedi with a strong connection to the dark side - Rehn, and the operator Barryk had with him to fight. Not good odds, even for a dashing sexy killing machine like herself.

Rage activated the passive tracer she had bought off of Fett and it sunk it's tiny legs into the hull plating. She was temped to look inside but refrained for fear of wasting more time, and melted into the darkness at a stiff trot, mindful of they way the intruders has gone. She was forced to cut through deep swamp before she could call for a pick up, but everything was still quiet when the Sith reached the garrison. Rage walked purposefully through the command centre doors and found Reg waiting for her.

"Are the troops ready?" she enquired, though the Force help them if they weren't. The Emperor wanted Barryk Gade's head on a platter, literally.

"Yes, Grand Admiral." He responded with a confident nod. Ready to be slaughtered, if it really was the Jedi.

"Good, I'll be with the hunters." She spun on her heels and stalked out of the ward room, letting her mind open slightly more to the Force. Once Barryk was dealt with, Rehn would be next, and she would either be receptive to a mind wipe, or would join her brother in the Emperor's trophy room.

-Kelly Black-