Cypher's furious scream ran throughout the station, the staff all cowered and ran from it. Even the droids seemed shaken. Cypher paced in front of his assembled search team, he breathed heavily, he wanted to kill them all so badly, these idiots couldn't find a single man with all of the equipment and personal at their disposal. Cypher tried to compose himself, if he started killing random personal it might compound the problem, but how else was he supposed to convince these idiots to do their job properly?
Finally he spoke, his voice dripping with repressed anger, 'it's been three days, and you have yet to give me a single piece of information about where my test subject is… I like to think of myself as a patient man, but you are all testing me… ' he lifted his hand and gestured outwardly, all of the men in the room grabbed their throats, many fell to their knees, some struggled on the ground. After a few moments Cypher released them. As the men caught their breath Cypher's metallic voice sounded, 'find him…. FIND HIM!'. His yell echoed throughout the chambers as the men ran from the room still recovering from the force attack. Cypher was left alone. His urge to kill was still strong, but it was best saved for those who would get in his way, not those who were trying to help him.
His thoughts were interrupted by a lone trooper who approached him cautiously. 'Master Cypher sir, Master Kinshoo is demanding to speak with you'. Cypher nodded, 'very well, I shall take it in my quarters'.
Cypher entered his room, it was mostly barren of possessions, save for one wall that had many light-sabers adorned on it. Cypher approached a console in the corner of the room, the screen illuminated and a figure was brought to life. Kinshoo was a hutt, a giant fat creature not unlike a slug only much larger. His giant fat face and mouth obscured most of the screen. Kinshoo took a deep breath from a repository mask, the giant intake of green gasses made a low hissing noise and a deep breathing could be heard coming from the giant creatures lungs. Kinshoo took the mask away from his face and looked hard at Cypher. He begun to speak in his foul alien dialect, 'report'. Cypher answered immediately, 'master, the test subject appears to have been a success, we believe he will allow us to continue to our next phase. But…' Cypher hesitated for a moment, nervous tension held his voice while Kinshoo stared at him expectantly. 'But during the final phase of testing to ensure the subject could handle the necessary dosages we were wanting, he escaped. We are in the process of tracking his whereabouts now'. Kinshoo stared at Cypher for a few moments, his breathing audible and his form moving all over. 'You do not know where he is?' Kinshoo finally asked. 'As I said master' Cypher was almost scrambling for the words 'we are tracking his whereabouts'.
Kinshoo took another breath from the hideous mask, the green gasses passing into his system with a hiss. Kinshoo spoke 'I do not need to remind you what is at stake, nor do I need remind you of the resources you have been given to achieve your goals…' Kinshoo leaned forward, his voice almost a whisper 'and I especially do not need to remind you of what happens if you fail…'. Cypher did his best to keep his composure 'He will be found master, I will bring him in myself if I have to'. Kinshoo looked at Cypher for a few moments before replying 'next time we speak you will tell me something I want to hear', Kinshoo grunted as he terminated the call.
Cypher clenched his fist angrily as one of his troopers entered the room. 'Master, we have a lead'. Cypher looked up, 'speak'. 'It's possible that they have left the planet'. Cypher felt his frustration grow, he reminded the trooper, 'We control all the shipments to and from the planet, they do not have any ships to leave the planet with'. The trooper continued 'We have found a shed that could have functioned as a makeshift hanger, tools and equipment suggests that anti-mag thrusters were being worked on. It's possible they escaped the planet in an improvised space craft'. Before Cypher could react the trooper continued to speak, 'the good news master, is that it's highly unlikely that they are in possession of a hyper drive, there's no way they had resources to fabricate one themselves'.
Cypher's response was swift, 'put the order out, extend the search to every planet and space station in the sector, anywhere that they could reach without a hyper-drive. As soon as you have located them contact me immediately'.