Chapter Six - Appealing To My Vanity Won't Get You Out Of Sentry Duty

Face Loran gazed around the dark and dingy room in which the Wraiths were. Not exactly an ideal spot to hide and not exactly a "homey" spot either. When the last Wraith, Nicola, came in, he made a small gesture to Kell, who came over.

"Mark all the entrances and exits in and out of this room,"

"Yes, Great One!" Kell said, mock saluting.

"Appealing to my vanity won't get out of sentry duty. Well not this time."

Adra rolled her eyes at her boyfriend. Face grinned back at her and turned back to Kell, who was snickering. Face's expression turned into a glare.

"Sentry duty Kell, now!" Face snapped t his twic. Grumbling about how being Face's twic for all these years wasn't really worth it, he headed towards the door. Cloud, Kell's partner in crime, got up and went over to keep Kell company. Face turned back to Adra, the love of his life. Well, maybe that was a bit extreme. They had only been dating for 2 months now. And it would've been longer if they hadn't been covering up their true feelings for each other by bickering constantly. But now was not really the time for those thoughts, Face thought. Right now he should be thinking about-

Adra lowered her slender frame to the floor beside him. He smiled at her slightly as she rested her head on his shoulder. Several thoughts came to his mind that this was definitely not the time for.

Adra's head abruptly shot up and she glared at him. "Lovely thoughts Face." Face groaned inwardly. The downside of dating a Jedi.

Trying to look as innocent as he could, he replied, "What? I was just thinking about how beautiful you are!"

Adra raised an eyebrow. "No you weren't. You just wanted to jump into bed with me."

"Alright, fine! I was!" Face admitted. Adra smiled fake-sweetly.

"You flyboys. All you ever think about is sex." Face mumbled some unintelligible things, amongst which the words "It's not my fault we do!" were barely recognizable.

Across the room, Nicola glanced up and caught Adra's eye and the two grinned and suppressed laughs.

"Face, you really need to learn discretion," Adra said.

"Well it's not my fault that you're a Jedi," Face retorted.

"Face," Nicola said loudly, "You were thinking loud enough for Wedge to hear if he'd been here, and he's Force blind as you!"

"I give up! I take so much abuse from you Jedi women! I think I'll just go back to impersonating Imperial madmen."

From his post as sentry, Kell started to laugh, which he quickly turned into a racking cough. Back when Wraith Squadron has first been formed, one of Face's first assignments had been impersonating an Imperial Captain.

Not being able to keep his big mouth shut any longer, the big man nodded, "Or else you could go back to being Dod from Agamar!" That had been Face's next assignment.

Glaring, Face chucked a sizeable chunk of rock at him which Kell easily dodged.

Intervening upon the fledgling war, Jade Veila, the group navigator and communication's officer, silently sent a datapad zooming via the Force into Face's hands. His emerald green eyes scanned the information, his expression frowning a bit more serious. Adra leaned over and read it over too. She glanced sharply over at Jade, the two obviously having a conversation through the Force. After a few moments, Adra nodded and started to turn on her "toys." Face turned towards her, all business now.

"Well, can you?" He asked. Adra nodded.

"Sure. I can eve tell you what Daala had for dinner tonight if you give enough time and if you shut up for a few Sithin' moments."

Instantly, Face shut his mouth, letting the computer hacker work.

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Adra half glared at her miniature computer screen. The first part, getting into the system, had been easy. But figuring out how exactly to convince the computers that she was friendly and that they should listen to her was a bit harder. Apparently Daala had put a bit more security on her files. Which was not good. Tyria wasn't going to like it either if- when they rescued her.

Frowning slightly, she worked on tapping into Daala's personal files. She'd have to be extremely careful now. One wrong attempt from a source would most likely set off a system alarm. She cursed silently in Huttese. This was a one shot thing. Unless...

Rooting in her bag, she drew out a small instrument about 4 by 4 by 2 inches. Tyria had built it just over a year ago. The whole concept behind it was that it would trick the computer being hacked into that you were on another planet. And you could keep changing the planet, effectively concealing the fact that the same person had attempted to hack in multiple times.

Grinning slightly, Adra turned it on and went to work.

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Almost four standard hours later, close to midnight, Adra shoved a datapad into Face's hands, her eyes weary. Nicola shoved an eldo beer into her hands. Nodding her thanks, Adra downed it in one gulp and leaned back as the need for sleep over took her.