Ultimatum closed his eyes for a moment, the onslaught of verbal abuse was surprising, as well as the language which was used. He hadn't heard about a quarter of the words used, either because they were of such vulgarity that it was normally unseemly to have them on the HoloNet, where he obtained most of vocabulary, or that they were no longer words used. Either way, Ultimatum did not enjoy the sound. He cut his translation program and turned his attention to accomplishing his task. He tightened his grip to slow the droid, knowing that he couldn't force it to stop moving without risking breaking the metal. He attempted twice before he hit the opening panel, from there he had to slip a finger in and hit the deactivate. That was one of the advantages the little droid had, it was difficult to get in there while the bugger kept squirming. However Ultimatum soon got it, clicking the deactivation switch, which would shut down the droid.
From there Ultimatum knelt and put the droid on the ground, he spoke in galactic basic now, "There, the hard part is over." He pulled out a connector from his internal systems and hooked it up with the smaller droid, it was additional proof that this droid was probably from the Old Republic era or sooner. His mind automatically changed to 'see' the programs of the other droid. He could now manipulate them with impunity, except he chose to be careful. If this were a true enemy droid, he could wreak havoc by adding and subtracting code, or even erase entire portions. However, this droid was not an enemy and required a gentle prodding around, so to say, until he could identify the part he was looking for. He surfaced from the programming for a moment, "This may take a minute, might want to get comfortable, or maybe explore a little if you so please."
His physical visual receptors shut down to help further focus his work on the droid, in fact all but his audio sensors and his ambient scanners shut down for this purpose. He slipped back into the work at hand, sure that [member="Lord Zrixtas"] would make the right decision in regards to what he wanted to do. He trusted the near-droid to handle himself in such a way as to not put everything at risk. He wondered offhandedly if the feeling that had drawn them this way had returned. He didn't mind if Zrixtas wanted to venture on a bit, though he was a little too busy to communicate that at the moment.
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The rogue Rakata had been dealt with, fortunately he had decided to opt for a peaceful surrender. It was strange how the ones who the system the best were the quickest to surrender to it, the computer thought. Its mind, or the closest it had to it, was hazy still, the pain had not subsided much and he was therefore having difficulty making proper decisions. He noticed that the two intruders had made their way to the entrance into the deeper prison, or to the containment facility for the remaining Sith. It was surprising that the Empire of old had not saved all the Sith trapped here, of course that was an impossible task, so long as there had been a Republic presence on the planet.
Just like his task. He had all the information he needed to run the prison. He had millennia of data and information compiled in his extensive memory banks through which he could learn how to handle nearly any situation. However, he was meant as a warden, not security. He was built to worry about maintaining the prison and upholding order within the metal walls. He hadn't been built with the concern of others trying to break in. During the Infinite Empire there had been no fear of someone trying to break his friends out of this prison, as the only people who could hope to bypass the defenses, or even get on planet, were all Rakata. The problem was that the rules had changed. He was no longer simply charged with keeping people in, but also keeping others out. The Builders had not gone so far as prepare for that eventuality and now he was trapped within a quandary that required him to succeed yet at the same time did not allow him to.
There lied the crux of the issue. As with most droids given a mission, the computer had a task and the parameters within that task were too restrictive to actually allow him to succeed. Thus, his mind began trying to solve the problem, which required him to break the parameters. This led to the computer's mind beginning to break as it realized just how limited it actually was. The computer had safety features of course, the first of which was a simple reboot. Before it was activated, the computer sent a command to a pair of ancient droids to keep the intruders in sight. Specifically he sent an armored droid to be visible follower, the intruders would know that they were being followed by that droid, and a warden droid, which would stay hidden and avoid detection as best as possible, hopefully to keep an eye on the intruders. Those two droids would reach surveillance distance in a few minutes, as they used the transportation stations to get closer to their quarry.
