Eve's data.

[Al Gorlock]

Coruscant Alpha Dock.
A Cyracuse-class Drone Carrier would be docked.
Here he was, sitting outside of the docking port. He saw the male guard, pacing back and forth at the entrance. This time, he decided to test himself to the limit. He did not arm himself with a blaster or slugthrower, instead a meduim-sized dagger and his small, black, datapad. Afterall, Al always loved a challenge. He headed over to the large doors, guarded by the single guard. His fake limp turned into a limp run, similar to zombies in a holoflick. He clutched his ribs, as if he was injured and stopped when the guard shouted "HALT!". "P-please, t-they took my c-credits!" He said, inhaling and exhaling heavily. The guard immediately rushed over, a worried look on his face. "I-It's right h-h-here!" He said, reaching into his trench coat. He quickly brought the dagger back and forth, puncturing the man's stomach. The guard slumped to the ground, lifelessly. Al quickly headed over to the large doors, pulling them open. That is when he saw it, the large ship, sitting in the dock. He headed over to the entrance ramp, searching for a way to enter.
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra was busy on the bridge right now, overseeing the refueling and recharging of the energy cells. Meanwhile, the easiest way into the ship was guarded by dock security guards instead of the crew of the ship, who at the moment were too busy chatting to even notice [member="Al Gorlock"] showing up. From there though Al would have to make his way through the ship to its main research bay, and then hack into the systems before he could take the data that had been recorded, that of which was guarded by a single droid. As for the AI itself, it would be safe from any damage, having been moved to Alexandra's personal research bay, and guarded by 5 of the Mirari droids themselves.

 

[Al Gorlock]

"You are smart, darlin'...very smart, indeed", He said, before letting out a long sigh. He looked around the door, finding nothing to assist him. "THAT'S IT, THE GUARDS GOT TO HAVE ACCESS!" He thought in his head. He quickly turned around, heading back out of the hanger. He quickly removed the corpses's clothing, quickly climbing into the guard's uniform, putting it over his current uniform. The only thing he took off was his trench coat. He dropped the coat on the floor, quickly sliding and strapping on the guard's helmet, hoping to use it to disguise his face. He grabbed the guard's keycard, grinning wickedly. He headed back to the ship's entrance, knocking repeadetly. "SECURITY, OPEN UP!" He shouted, hoping to persuade a member of the crew to unlock the door.'

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra looked down at the alert that came up on the screen as she sighed. "For heavens sake... i didn't even kill anyone this time. Ill go meet him, Resistance, keep running the preflight checks for when we are refueled." The VI popped up and nodded before disappearing again and leaving Alexandra to go and meet their visitor. Her feet fell upon the floor of the ship as she moved within it and ten minutes after [member="Al Gorlock"] had started knocking the main airlock would open to leave Alexandra standing there infront of him. "Yes?"

 

[Al Gorlock]

"U-U-Uh...I am here to inspect your censors and other equipment. A new precaution required us guards to inspect your equipment, twice. May I enter, miss?" He asked, keeping a straight face. "Apparently, there has been some smugglers comin' in and screwing up our plans", He said, trying to keep his head down to conseal his identity. "Once again, may I enter, miss?"

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

She sighed, in her head scanning over everything she could take in about the man before speaking. "Clearance card please... and stop acting like your a child thats going to shit their pants at the site of the sith... or rather Jedi considering who owns the planet now... i mean are you really the best they could pay to inspect ships." She waited for him to comply before she would make any decision as to let the man in, waiting for his card and hopefully for his quick inspection so that things aren't delayed any further. [member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

He slowly reached into his uniform, removing a blue card. He didn't know if she would care that the picture in the card was not him. The man in the picture had actual flesh on his face. Yet, he could claim that that was before his accident that caused damage to his face. "Ma'am, please do not insult a docking guard", He said, still looking down. He quickly handed the card over, feeling fear climb up his spine. "Now, will you let me fething enter?" He asked, loosing his patience.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

She sighed and looked over the card for any signs of forgery before handing it back and keying a code into her wrist pad and two doors slid open to reveal a pair of ancient modeled B-1 battledroids coming out. "They will be your escorts to whatever you want to check, oh and you have 30 minutes to complete your search before i have someone toss you off my ship, guard or not." She turned and left him with the two battledroids as she headed for her own personal cabin. [member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

"Are you-" He quickly stopped himself. Thirty fething minutes, that was not enough. He looked to the droid's, sighing. He quickly started sprinting over to [member="Alexandra Cinthra"], shouting. "WAIT! THIRTY MINUTES AIN'T ENOUGH TIME, IT REQUIRES AT LEAST AN HOUR AND A HALF!" He shouted, trying to get Alexandra to come to a halt. If she did not stop, he was fethed.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

She looked over her should, already far more annoyed that this was even happening so instead she turned and looked at him square in the eyes, her own silvered eyes showing nothing but annoyance. "Look, i said thirty minutes, now before i cut you up into ribbons perhaps you will rethink shouting at me... you get an hour, nothing more, is. That. Understood?" She didn't wait for a response and merely left the man standing there, shouting once more over her shoulder. "And get your face fixed." [member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

He just stared at her, perhaps the Eve was in the location [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] was heading towards. It would make sense, she would want to keep the Eve in her sight. So, how was he going to get these fething droids to stop following him, the plan was simple, blow 'em into peices.


He looked at the battle droid's weapons and grinned widely. He lurched forward, quickly gripping one of the blasters of the droid, before quickly pushing it up. The bolt that the grabbed battledroid would fire would only hit the ceiling. He quickly jumped behind the battle droid he grabbed, right as the other droid raised his weapon.

The bolt fried the droid Al was using for a shield and Al quickly grabbed the disabled droid's weapon. He raised it, firing a bolt at the other droid, hitting it straight in the head. He let go of his shield, admiring his handy work. He headed down the corridor, blasted pointed forward. If anything came at him, he was shooting it. Hopefully, Alexandra was too far away in the ship to hear any blasts. He slowly removed his datapad, holding it in his left hand, blaster in his right. All he had to do now was follow Alexandra's path, simple indeed!

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra had already taken the turbolift right up to the 1st level of the ship where her personal cabin and workshop would be, and upon stepping out of the turbolift she was greeted by Resistance, her systems VI. "What is it Resistance, i have work to do and would like to get a nap in before we have to head off." The VI grew to the size of a full grown human male and appeared to walk with her. "Well, you see Miss Cinthra, refueling is going according to plan. We did have a slight heat spike though on one of the lower bays, do you wish for me to send a fire crew incase it was a burst." She smiled and looked at the VI. "Yes Resistance, send a crew so that we don't get blown to high hell please." With that it left and she nodded to the body guard droids before entering her cabin and workshop. [member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

He headed down the hallway, jogging at a normal speed, he needed all the energy he could save, after all. He was halfway down when suddenly around five or six droids came down the hall. He quickly headed into a room on the ship, ducking down, blaster pointed at the door. If these droids headed in, they were going to be shot. He was going to wait for three minutes and if the droids went silent, he would head back into the hallway and continue his search.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

The droids this time were teh same as the others, ancient and reconstructed B-1 Battle droids that were cheap to maintain. Two though of the six split off from the others, moving into the very room that Al had gone into though they did not realize he was there. The other four continued on their way while leaving the two to do what ever it was they had gone to do in the room, which seemed to be a recharging area if Al looked around. [member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

He stayed where he was, crouched down. He would wait for thirteen seconds before he would decide to leave. However, Al did notice this was a recharging area. Perhaps he could wait until thet started recharging and disable the machine, maybe it would disable them.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

The droids didn't seem to see him as they moved over to the recharging ports and then collapsed to save space while an automated recharging system plugged into them. From there they were unaware and unresponsive to anything Al would do, including disabling the machine itself, meanwhile Alexandra in her personal cabin was working on a small micro droid for espionage, unaware of all that was happening. [member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

He headed over to the machine, quickly unplugging it. He once again, readied his blaster and waited thirteen more seconds, long enough for the droids to head back up to [member="Alexandra Cinthra"]. He headed into the corridor, heading over to the elevator, the mission was a succuss so far and his employer would be very, very, very joyfull, indeed. He slowly walked into the elevator, but instead of heading up, he searched for a slot in the elevator, perhaps a place that he could insert his datapad into and hack the ship.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

The slot he was looking for was right along side the controls, though the moment he would try to hack the ship he would be greeted by the VI that had been speaking with Alexandra. The VI, Resistance, appeared behind him in the Turbolift and without warning spoke. "Excuse me, you are attempting to access ship functions and i suggest you stop now before Miss Cinthra is alerted to your presence and you are, as she puts it quite often, cut into thin strips for the kath hounds." [member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

"Droid, I am a officer, here my ID is right...HERE!" He said, before turning around swiftly, attempting to fire a blaster bolt into the droid, hoping to disable it. If this droid fell, he would continue his attempt to hack the ship, perhaps if this happend, he could disable the elevator, trapping them on the next floor and steal the data straight from the elevator.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Funny part about VI's were that, well simply that it was a Hologram so as the man fired the bolt would fly right on through the program. "Live fire is prohibited on board, i suggest that you leave the ship now while i trigger ship wide alarms." True to its word the ship would soon be live with action as while the alarms haven't sounded, guard droids would be on their way to the location, the man had two options, risk finishing the mission, or save his skin. [member="Al Gorlock"]