Chapter 13
Going through the maze of hallways yet again, Hannah thought that if she was going to override the Andromeda then she would need some tools to do it. She sighed, and thought that if only her father had given her a dataport for her birthday like she had asked her job would be much easier. This thought only made her more determined to carry out her mission.
The one place that you are almost guaranteed to find tools is in a machine shop, and so Hannah found a screen on the wall and brought up a map (with a little help from her knowledge of hacking). Confident of the way now, she strode toward the shop, her jaw set with resolution.
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Dylan entered command.
"Andromeda, could you play the message that the slipfighter sent to us before?"
The image of the nightsider Gerentex popped up on the screen. Dylan raised his eyebrows and wondered what the thing could be up to now.
The image spoke. "Ah, just the girl I wanted to see. You must be Hannah,"
Dylan pursed his lips but listened to the rest of the message. When it was finished he had the impression that Hannah was about to aide in the hijack of the ship. He quickly turned around and ordered all rooms on extra surveillance, and ran out to find out where Hannah had gone. Beka had said she was heading towards the machine shop, he remembered, so he headed over that way.
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Hannah stole into the machine shop as quietly as she could. There was no one there. First she made her way over to a table and looked around before taking the tools she thought she would need. Then as an afterthought, she grabbed a laser saw as well. She thought 'Heck, if I'm helping a nightsider, then what's harm in a little stealing too? After all, I'm going to need a way of making money once they throw me off, if the nightsider goes back on his word of a cash reward,' and she put the tools carefully into a toolbelt that she found on the table, and fastened the belt around her waist. It was a little big, but it would serve for her purpose. She wandered to the other side of the table, looking for anything else she might want to bring with her, when she heard the doors swoosh open. Quickly she ducked behind the table, not bothering to see who had come in.
"Harper? Are you in here?" Hannah didn't recognise the voice, though it could have been one of the voices she heard when she had first come onto the ship. 'Go away' she thought, urging the female to leave. The doors swooshed shut again as the person left. Hannah exhaled with relief.
Abandoning the rest of the tools Hannah crept out of the machine shop and ran stealthily down the hall. Looking quickly around to see if anyone was following her, she jumped down into a conduit. Her heart was racing from the close encounter and now more than ever she wanted to get this job over with.
Finding a suitable place, she set to work. The first thing she did was make sure the censors of the Andromeda couldn't detect her.
Going through the maze of hallways yet again, Hannah thought that if she was going to override the Andromeda then she would need some tools to do it. She sighed, and thought that if only her father had given her a dataport for her birthday like she had asked her job would be much easier. This thought only made her more determined to carry out her mission.
The one place that you are almost guaranteed to find tools is in a machine shop, and so Hannah found a screen on the wall and brought up a map (with a little help from her knowledge of hacking). Confident of the way now, she strode toward the shop, her jaw set with resolution.
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Dylan entered command.
"Andromeda, could you play the message that the slipfighter sent to us before?"
The image of the nightsider Gerentex popped up on the screen. Dylan raised his eyebrows and wondered what the thing could be up to now.
The image spoke. "Ah, just the girl I wanted to see. You must be Hannah,"
Dylan pursed his lips but listened to the rest of the message. When it was finished he had the impression that Hannah was about to aide in the hijack of the ship. He quickly turned around and ordered all rooms on extra surveillance, and ran out to find out where Hannah had gone. Beka had said she was heading towards the machine shop, he remembered, so he headed over that way.
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Hannah stole into the machine shop as quietly as she could. There was no one there. First she made her way over to a table and looked around before taking the tools she thought she would need. Then as an afterthought, she grabbed a laser saw as well. She thought 'Heck, if I'm helping a nightsider, then what's harm in a little stealing too? After all, I'm going to need a way of making money once they throw me off, if the nightsider goes back on his word of a cash reward,' and she put the tools carefully into a toolbelt that she found on the table, and fastened the belt around her waist. It was a little big, but it would serve for her purpose. She wandered to the other side of the table, looking for anything else she might want to bring with her, when she heard the doors swoosh open. Quickly she ducked behind the table, not bothering to see who had come in.
"Harper? Are you in here?" Hannah didn't recognise the voice, though it could have been one of the voices she heard when she had first come onto the ship. 'Go away' she thought, urging the female to leave. The doors swooshed shut again as the person left. Hannah exhaled with relief.
Abandoning the rest of the tools Hannah crept out of the machine shop and ran stealthily down the hall. Looking quickly around to see if anyone was following her, she jumped down into a conduit. Her heart was racing from the close encounter and now more than ever she wanted to get this job over with.
Finding a suitable place, she set to work. The first thing she did was make sure the censors of the Andromeda couldn't detect her.
