It was early. Aliisza felt life in the mining facility still. And she wasn't annoyed, she was hungry.
With the cloaking device the ship made it to the station without being caught. Atton landed clearly in one of the bays near the Ebon Hawk, which already was there. Aliisza sit in the chair next to him.
"I'll go and find myself some energy. Keep the cloak on, I'll find the ship. T3-M3 blocked the cockpit by a voiceprint, so you aren't going anywhere."
"You don't trust me? Those innocent eyes?"
Aliisza chuckled and left him without an answer.
OOO
Aliisza found many souls around the facility, stalking in the dark corners. The problems with the droids covered her tracks and made things easy. When she at last fulfill her hunger she headed to the security room and set counting down to full twenty four hours. After that time the security was supposed to begun the lockdown. Aliisza thought that it will make things easier. With her skills she managed to pass by all miners and patrol droids.
Next stop was the medical bay. The Exile was still in a kolto tank, unconsciousness, but Aliisza felt a strong urge to make sure she will not survive. She attended to poison the tanks, not giving a damn what will happen to other patients.
After that she went she sliced to the droids programming and set their priority on attacking organics.
On her way from the bay she realized that she did what the protocol droid should do: she poisoned the tank. And by then she understand that her prey will survive it. But there was no time to try something else. There was one final thing to do.
It was the sleeping time and most of the miners were in their quarters, but Aliisza met one of them in the medical supply. She slowly approached him, while he was rubbing his eyes in disbelief. She invaded his mind, searching for something useful. She smirked when she found what she needed.
"Who-… who are you? This is a restricted area for mechanists and miners, no one is supposed to be here…" he stopped when Aliisza narrowed her eyes into thin slits.
"Coorta, right?" she didn't wait for an answer. "I have a task for you. A few days ago a ship called the Ebon Hawk docked the facility. Inside was a woman. She is a Jedi. Your task is to let anyone know about it. The Exchange is willing to pay big money for her." She stroke his cheek with her index finger. "Do you understand?"
"Y-yes." He said, not moving at all.
"Good." She whispered and turned around, disappearing as she never was there.
OOO
"So we have to stay here twenty more hours…" Atton started to slice into the Peragus security system, scanning the tunnels and different levels. He was amazed by the scale of droid error in programming. "Good work with the behavior core… the droids went really mad."
"I'm interested in the destinations charts from Ebon Hawk, not in the results of damaging the system, Atton."
"Okay, okay, don't get mad like them" he winked. Aliisza frowned and bit her lower lip. This man was so different from the others…
"Let's see… yes, here it is…" Atton quickly got into the maintenance main control system and sliced through the security. "O-ouch"
"I don't like that reaction… What is it?"
"The core of the Ebon Hawk had been voiceprinted. I can't go over it."
Aliisza cursed under her breath. But then she remembered something…
"T3-M4!"
Atton looked at her. "You mean M3…"
"No I MEAN M4. It's a T3 unit from the Ebon Hawk. It must have the codes!"
The man frowned and rested his chin of his fist. "If we could get the droid I could reprogram it and force it to reveal them."
"So let's head out…"
"Wait a minute. Why I SHOULD help you anyway?"
Aliisza raised her eyebrow, and sat on his lap, leaning to him and caressing the tip of his nose with hers.
"Because I ask you?" She kissed him, but quickly broke the kiss, living Atton alone with eyes darken with desire. "You're going or what?"
Jaq smirked and got up.
"Yeah, I'm coming."
OOO
She looked at her watch. They got only 20 minutes left. For nearly eighteen hours Atton was fixing the droid, making use of his tongue by swearing non-stop. The T3 unit was secured heavily indeed, but it seemed that there was no such thing as "unsliceable" for Atton.
"Finished?" Aliisza asked when he put down his screwdriver. Atton nodded and activated the droid.
Dwoooooo?
Atton rolled his eyes. "More droid talk."
Aliisza smirked. "T3-M3, do you have the voiceprint data?"
Dweeep doodeep.
"Good. Go with Atton."
The pilot looked up on her.
"And where do you think you're going?"
"I have a meeting with someone."
Atton winced. "A what?"
"Meeting, Atton. Clean your ears."
"With whom?"
Aliisza smiled playfully. "Coorta."
"Wha-?" he shook his head. "Look the shutdown…"
He felt a clod 'thing' in his mind. Aliisza started to laugh aloud.
"You're jealous? Atton, really, you must go to Sliver Zephyr and start the engines. We need to live as soon as I return."
"I'm really tired with some half demons crawling in my mind." He muttered, but left with T3-M4.
Aliisza nodded and headed to the miners quarters.
OOO
Coorta did well. Most of the miners were dead, and the droids were killing the rest. Aliisza shielded herself with an icy-cold aura that tricked droid's heat sensors, so there was nothing for her to be worry about. She just needed one thing: Coorta's soul. She was a bit hungry.
"Coorta?" she called him. There was no response. Aliisza frowned and sighed. "Where is that…"
"Yes?"
The voice came from behind, so she quickly turned around. Coorta stood there filling a bit dizzy. Aliisza chuckled and grabbed him, pressing her knee against his lap.
"You've been very useful." She whispered to his ear, nuzzling it a bit. "And you know what?" she gently caressed his neck. "I ask you for another favor. I want your soul. In full."
She kissed him and he replied in passionate way, not realizing that it will not be a pleasing thing. The longer the kiss lasted, the weaker he feel. When she finally broke the kiss he slowly slid down. Aliisza smirked and licked her lips.
"Thanks, Coorta."
OOO
Shortly after she reached the maintenance level, the security lockdown begun. She smirked. So this all start to make sense. I sabotaged the droids, I poisoned the Exile and I begun the lockdown. And, above all, I was responsible for Coorta's behavior AND death. How tremendous pile of coincidences…
But there were things that she had to do before leaving. She used her medallion to pass through forcefields to the main maintenance office. The HK-50 unit she found there needed a memory wipe… and a new memory add. Let's make the Exile think HE was responsible for all this mess. Now that will be funny!
And than she noticed something. The whole facility was under 24-7 camera observation. Even a low-skilled person could see those recordings. She pulled out her blaster and headed up to the main comm.-link cockpit.
It was the matter of shooting a few times to it to destroy the only serviceable consol and she headed to the ship with self-satisfaction on her face.
On her way to the ship she find something really odd. It was a assassination droid, but it looked like a HK unit… but not HK-50. It was noticeably older and in a different color. Rusty instead of black.
She stood there for a minute than activated the comm link.
"Atton, I've found a damaged HK unit. I bet it comes from the Ebon Hawk. I'll be back in a couple of minutes, the droid don't look too badly damaged. Aliisza out."
She took pincers and looked firmly at the droid.
"I doubt this will be hard, HK."
OOO
"Um… so, ya' ready?" asked Atton. "Uh, that's the droid?"
Aliisza looked at the HK. It was currently offline and she piloted it manually. "Yes. I have the parts. I just need some time to fix it."
"Oh. OK." Atton looked at her in odd way.
"Did you break the codes to Ebon Hawk?"
"Yeah. But I had to remove the voiceprint so now anyone can brake into it."
Aliisza frowned, but said nothing.
"And… uh, I canceled all camera views…"
She froze.
"And when exactly?"
Atton cleaned his throat.
"Well… that's the way you… feed?"
Aliisza glared at him, throwing daggers with the look.
"Not always." She said grimly and locked his eyes with hers. "But I needed it. We must now find the Harbinger."
Atton looked on the main control consol.
"Yeah. Alright."
"And Atton?"
"Yeah?"
"Set the course and meet me in the crew quarters. I need a hand with this droid."
R&R lemme no what's wrong and right