Eve's data.

[Al Gorlock]

(Save his skin, lol. Look at my avatar's face)

He ignored the hologram, 170,000 credits was a one and a life time oppurtunity. He turned back, continuing his attempt to hack into the ship systems. If he did gain control, he would attempt to immedietly try to shut down the elevator, trapping all the droids in the upper part of the ship. If he managed to make it that far, he would search files, looking for the Eve file. If he found one or if it even existed, he would attempt to steal all of the data off of the device and transfer it to his datapad. Of course, even if these files were stolen, the Eve terminal would still possess them except someone else would also have them.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra was smart enough indeed to keep the entirety on her own personal computer that was on a separate network than the rest of the ship's systems. Though as the Elevators were shut down Al would instead find partial data records and far more importantly the video entries themselves of what Alexandra had worked and as they showed succeeded in achieving. A AI that could use a human body like any living person, a machine that had achieved something that was virtually unthought of, now though he would need to escape once the files were downloaded. [member="Al Gorlock"]

((BTW, the success of the AI experiments is dependent on the Factory status, just to let you know incase its denied.

 

[Al Gorlock]

"FETH HER, FETH HER AND HER DROIDS!" He shouted to himself. He needed the actual program, not the fething videos or partial records. He may have gotten a pat on the back or maybe a "Good try!" from his employeer but Al was a greedy fether, he needed these credits and he'd kill every man, woman. and child in this ship to receive them. "Ok, calm down, Al. You got to think this through, there is definetly more fething droids up there". He then had an idea, perhaps these droids, or at least some of them, could be hacked. He quickly looked through the files on his datapad, having a warm feeling build up inside of him knowing that they could not reach him while the elevators were offline.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

The basic battle droids could be hacked through the ship wide interfaces that he was able to acess, though her personal Mirari body guards were disconnected from the main network much like her droids were. And by this time Alexandra knew what the man was after, she had to save the physical work and let the files be taken if it came to that. As such she called for her Mirari droids to help her transport the clone body to a sealed room in the back of the 1st level, then she herself grabbed the AI's core before heading out into that hall, sabers in hand. All the files though pertaining to how she created the AI and what she had used were left on her computer, but she would not like Eve be taken after she just finished her. [member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

He quickly accessed the system of the basic droids. After a minute, he had hacked and disabled all the basics. Now was time for the real work, he had to head up, try and kill this Sith or take off. He had no choice and he knew what he had to do. He activated the elevators once more, heading up. As soon as it opened, he saw the Sith. He raised the blaster, pulling the trigger, hoping to hit the Sith.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra heard the doors open and moved just enough to have the blaster bolt pierce through her shoulder, causing her to scream in pain and turn on him. Without waiting though she grabbed her sabers and plunged one in the ground as she began to cut a hole in the flooring, the other saber being used to block anymore bolts. Throughout the rest of the ship though, droids fought droids, the bodyguards though easily destroying the B-1s due to the sheer fact of quality over quantity. [member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

He continued to fire even though [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] continued to deflect them. "FETH YOU, HAND OVER THAT PEICE OF EQUIPMENT AND WE'LL BE ALL GOOD!" He shouted, still firing. "Listen, I just wanna grab them files. I don't wanna be killin' nobody!" He claimed, slowly lowering his weapon. "See?"

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

She stopped for a moment and laughed at the man, her hands gripping the sabers tightly before pulling out the one she was cutting with and facing him, knowing that he was not as dangerous as she had assumed. "Im sorry my friend, but you aren't getting Eve, now leave before im forced to kill you, i would rather not color the walls of my ship red." [member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

"I'm sorry, but you don't seem to understand. I don't need the device, alright? I just need the program, you know?" He asked, slowly stepping forward, hands raised. "Come on, it's 170,000 credits, I can buy a lot of fething stuff with that", He said, clearing his throat. "Now, where is this fething thing?"

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

"The 'program' is not some simple machine, it is living just as you and i are, and to let you take that and sell it is no better than slavery. Turn back before i show you how slavers, even the ones who are unwittingly doing such, should be treated..." She made sure that she had stored Eve's core, her being, on her person so that he would have to kill her to take Eve.

[member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

"Honey, ain't none of them fething things livin' alright?" He asked, reaching into his trench coat and removing a cigar. He set the long, brown cigar in his mouth, resting it on his rough lips. "Now my darlin' I really gotta get to work 'ere. Takin' that thing ain't no slavery, it's called makin' lots of credits", He said, removing his knife as well. He quickly flipped the blade out, grinning wickedly. "You gotta be insane to think that the machine is livin' understand?" He asked, keeping his grin.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Al Gorlock"]

"You have no idea how wrong you are, now turn around before i flay you, you are not getting Eve..." She turned the saber in her hand, waiting for the man to react to her stance, either offensively or scurrying off to elevator he came up on. Though if he struck she would make sure that he would not see the outside of this ship without his arms shattered. She did look away for a moment, calling up the Ship's VI. "Resistance, what is the situation on the hacked systems." He flared into existance and spoke. "Most hacked droids are either destroyed or disabled, few remain fighting the crew and your droids. The non essential systems though remain in his control...."

 

[Al Gorlock]

"Honey, spare me of this talk. I must take this program and I don't want to hurt nobody. You see, I'm the best at what I do", He said, deciding to switch out his knife for his stolen blaster. He pointed it at [member="Alexandra Cinthra"], his grin slightly fading. "I was not paid to kill you, just take the program. Trust me, it ain't slavery, darling", He said, keeping his blaster trained on her. "Please, show me the room of the program and no one gets hurt, aight?" He asked, his grin now forming into a worried look.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Al Gorlock"]

She shook her head and turned her sabers in her hands again before reactivating them, the tips of the blades held out towards the walls of the corridor. "How about you surrender and leave my ship, i dont want to kill you but i will before i let you get Eve. And i suggest you accept my offer before im forced to evict you my self." She was building up force energy behind her, drawing her power around her and preparing for a fight she feared would come to happen whether she wanted it or not.

 

[Al Gorlock]

He looked at her, sighing. He didn't want to hurt [member="Alexandra Cinthra"], but there was just too many credits, he couldn't back down...not now, anyways. He just looked at her, shaking his head as well. "Well, I ain't gonna beg ya for it, so I have no choice. I must apoligize for this, my lady", He said, quickly pulling back the trigger of the blaster, two times, hoping to strike her in the chest once and in the stomach.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

She whipped her blades out infront of her, sending the first bolt towards the roof and then the second to the side of the corridor before continuing in a smooth turn and sending a blast of built up force energy straight at [member="Al Gorlock"], channeled through the corridor with no where else to go ensure he received a good deal of the blast. She would spare no time though as she made sure her sabers remained ready for him to let loose another volley as she would slowly push forward too him, letting herself take her time so that she did not present too large of an opening.

 

[Al Gorlock]

He flew back into the elevator, moaning in pain. "I ain't one to hit woman, I don't wanna fight you", He said, quickly raising his blaster, firing two more shots. "BACK UP, GIMMIE THAT PEICE OF TECHNOLOGY AND WE'LL BE GOOD!" He shouted, grabbing his possibly cracked ribs.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra stopped to deflect the two blaster bolts, stopping the first but only able to stop part of the second as it was diverted and hit her leg, the pain rising up her body though it was dulled by her adrenaline. "And i said you wont get her..." She deactivated one blade for a moment, clipping it to her belt for no obvious reason at first before her reason became known. Lightning began to jump between her fingers, even jumping to the ground once in a while, as she continued to move closer to the man and was no more than ten yards away. [member="Al Gorlock"]

 

[Al Gorlock]

"W-wait, I just went the device. Alright? I-" Suddenly, he felt the pain once more. Shooting through his head like a blaster bolt. He dropped his blaster on the elevator floor, shouting in agony. It was so agonizing, that he couldn't defend himself. He saw what was happening, but the pain...it was unbeliavable. "N-NO! N-NOT N-N-NOW! P-PLEASE, N-NOT NOW!" He shouted to himself, looking up to [member="Alexandra Cinthra"]. He tried to crawl back but he only hit the back of the elevator. He slowly reached for his blaster, still shouting in agony. He was having another flashback, at the wrong time. A very, very, very bad time, indeed.