Fasalin
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Ilarst descended a flight of stairs, with Z-1 following him awkwardly. He then proceeded to walk briskly through the subway system until coming to a heavy steel door. He pulled out a small device from inside his robes and clicked it.
He was confronted by exactly what he'd expected to see: a small room filled with several control panels. Inside were four Espos operators and ten very dangerous looking battle droids. He stood there patiently while waiting for the Epsos to notice him. After a second or two a droid saw him, and would have looked surprised if it could.
INTRUDER ALERT! it said. The Espos turned around, and with a flurry of yells and curses, they whipped out their blasters, while the droids turned calmly and trained their much more dangerous blaster rifles on Ilrast.
"Oi!" said one of the Espos. "How did you get in here?"
"I'm here on the authority of Captain Varthun." said Assadar, much to the surprise of the Espos. "Droids," he continued,. "These Espos are all traitors. Arrest them." and with that, he pressed another button on the device, which happened to contain its previous owner's security codes.
Without any hesitation, the droids turned their guns on the Espos.
Drop your weapons. Place your hands above your head. Said the commander.
"What?" yelled one of the Espos, as two of his comrades turned their weapons on the droids. "How did you-"
I repeat, drop your weapons. The droid said again. His tone was exactly the same, but that somehow made it even more unnerving. Droids had no inhibitions about pulling the trigger. One by one, the Espos placed their weapons on the floor and raised their hands, not taking their eyes off the droids. Immediately, one droid walked forwards to take the blasters--he then proceeded to stow them in a locker. Assadar scanned the room and saw what was clearly the cell.
"You." said Assadar, turning to the commander. "Secure the prisoners in that cell and confiscate any communication devices, then have your troops lock down all entrances to this station." The commander issued the appropriate commands. Four droids stepped forward, and searched the prisoners--two holo-communicators were taken. Then, grabbing the Epsos, they dragged them over to the cell. The Espos were thrown bodily into the small room. One of the droids walked up to a panel on the wall and pressed a button, and immediately a large metal door closed off the room. The droids then moved off.
Assadar sat down at the center console with an immense feeling of satisfaction. "Z-1." he said, turning to his faithful droid. "Plug yourself into the computer. Alert me of any activity." Taking a deep breath, the Sith then got to work. "Here goes nothing." he muttered. He thought for a few seconds, then proceeded to scramble the feedback for the surveillance devices, making it look like the information from one device was coming from another, but also making it seem like a malfunction. He activated his communicator.
"Alright, I'm in." he said to Kentarch--it had been five minutes since the Sith Lord had ordered him to take the place. "They don't know it yet, though, but if I deactivated all surveillance they would--so instead I've scrambled the feedback so it makes you look like you're in a different location to where you are. It'll only work, though, if you can get away from anybody who can see you now as quickly as possible."
He was confronted by exactly what he'd expected to see: a small room filled with several control panels. Inside were four Espos operators and ten very dangerous looking battle droids. He stood there patiently while waiting for the Epsos to notice him. After a second or two a droid saw him, and would have looked surprised if it could.
INTRUDER ALERT! it said. The Espos turned around, and with a flurry of yells and curses, they whipped out their blasters, while the droids turned calmly and trained their much more dangerous blaster rifles on Ilrast.
"Oi!" said one of the Espos. "How did you get in here?"
"I'm here on the authority of Captain Varthun." said Assadar, much to the surprise of the Espos. "Droids," he continued,. "These Espos are all traitors. Arrest them." and with that, he pressed another button on the device, which happened to contain its previous owner's security codes.
Without any hesitation, the droids turned their guns on the Espos.
Drop your weapons. Place your hands above your head. Said the commander.
"What?" yelled one of the Espos, as two of his comrades turned their weapons on the droids. "How did you-"
I repeat, drop your weapons. The droid said again. His tone was exactly the same, but that somehow made it even more unnerving. Droids had no inhibitions about pulling the trigger. One by one, the Espos placed their weapons on the floor and raised their hands, not taking their eyes off the droids. Immediately, one droid walked forwards to take the blasters--he then proceeded to stow them in a locker. Assadar scanned the room and saw what was clearly the cell.
"You." said Assadar, turning to the commander. "Secure the prisoners in that cell and confiscate any communication devices, then have your troops lock down all entrances to this station." The commander issued the appropriate commands. Four droids stepped forward, and searched the prisoners--two holo-communicators were taken. Then, grabbing the Epsos, they dragged them over to the cell. The Espos were thrown bodily into the small room. One of the droids walked up to a panel on the wall and pressed a button, and immediately a large metal door closed off the room. The droids then moved off.
Assadar sat down at the center console with an immense feeling of satisfaction. "Z-1." he said, turning to his faithful droid. "Plug yourself into the computer. Alert me of any activity." Taking a deep breath, the Sith then got to work. "Here goes nothing." he muttered. He thought for a few seconds, then proceeded to scramble the feedback for the surveillance devices, making it look like the information from one device was coming from another, but also making it seem like a malfunction. He activated his communicator.
"Alright, I'm in." he said to Kentarch--it had been five minutes since the Sith Lord had ordered him to take the place. "They don't know it yet, though, but if I deactivated all surveillance they would--so instead I've scrambled the feedback so it makes you look like you're in a different location to where you are. It'll only work, though, if you can get away from anybody who can see you now as quickly as possible."