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[Kaili Talith]

[member="Allyson Locke"]

A secret? Kaili stepped into her ship and wasted no time getting to work at the man’s challenge. She took a seat by the main computer housed at the very core of the Odessa, her sanctuary away from home. Fingers and eyes flicked across the board to active switches and trackers in a hurry. Buttons were pressed in rhythm to the man’s speech, paused only by the mention that Allyson had amnesia. It made Kaili freeze in her seat and for a second Kaili had to stop herself and consider what she was doing. No. She had to stay the course. This might have been a cruel prank, it might have not, but the outcome varied very little from the way that the man on the other end kept on talking. Kaili listened with intent as she waltzed around from computer to computer trying to track the signal from which he was calling her. One after another they flared to life and then to action not too soon after. Was Kaili angry? Understatement. If this man thought he could toy with her and get away with it, leaving the fate of her girlfriend in the hands of incapable hands he was wrong on so many levels it’d hurt him.

There was mention of a fiancée and Kaili froze up. Okay, so he wasn’t lying and Allyson was alive, but the plan didn’t change. Kaili kept the line open for as long as she needed it to be. The signal had to be traced and of that there were no doubts. This wasn’t a dance that he would lead, Kaili wasn’t a helpless wench left at the ‘merciful’ whims of the SIS. He made the conditions of her release known and yet he had the guts to ask if Kaili had questions. She had more than just the one, but chances that she would get an answer to any of them were slim. Her head shook as the navcomputer beeped exactly once in confirmation of success. A wicked grin spread on Kaili’s lips before a deep chuckle emanated from her throat as air burst nose. She had already had a bad day, she didn’t mind making it worse at this point.

“Do you know who I am?” She goaded him, her voice went even lower as if to almost threaten him. “Do you know what I can do?”

“Do you think a call is going to keep me away, Mister Trohn?”

“Do you think any of this matters?”

“Send me the details and I’ll keep my doors open for when Allyson is released. I expect you to do the same.”

Kaili hung up before he could reply, offering him the same chances he had granted her as he taunted her with Allyson’s survival. The blonde’s eyes set themselves on the co-ordinates that poked ut from the holographic map at the center of her sanctuary. The call had been traced and led her to a station embedded deep within Alliance territory. It had to be where Allyson was being kept, Kaili could feel it in the force. In her heart. A soft finger circled around the lock on button below the hologram’s base. A blue sheen covered her skin for a chilling effect. He had his chance to tell her where they had been, but he had chosen to deny her that. This was his fault and Kaili wouldn’t let herself be told otherwise. She gave the button a gentle push. Three robotic beeps called out into the room as Kaili forced her ship in a new direction. Henry read it, accepted it, didn’t question it. The ship began to take of and Kaili in return went to get herself ready. This would take something out of her that she didn’t want to do, but she was already wearing Allyson’s jacket, how much worse could it get?

Determined footsteps carried her towards the cargo hold and the lockers and brought her to a halt by the locker doors. Kaili reached for her boots. One foot swept out, second foot as well. Her hands reached to unbutton her pants. One leg out, and then the second leg out before they were thrown to the side. The blonde grabbed the bloodstripes and held them before her in a moment of contemplation. This wasn’t right and most certainly wouldn’t feel right, but it was the easiest way to get herself into that facility without raising too much of a fuss or suspicion at first. Deep breath.

One leg into Allyson’s pants, second leg in and then the same with Kaili’s boots.

There was just one thing missing. Kaili walked over to the bedroom and looked for one of Allyson’s shirts, a white one to be specific. The jacket was gently discarded on the bed, a white shirt equipped, and then it was put back on again. With renewed confidence Kaili stepped into the cockpit again. Not as herself, but as Allyson Locke. Or Lucky, for ‘short.’

“I can see why she-” Kaili cleared her throat. “I can see why she wore this.”

Kaili was part-Lorrdian in the end. She had been raised by one, taught how to sneak like the best of them and how to mimic almost anyone. There would be no small amount of guides she could use to help her mimic Allyson, the girl she loved and always had.

“Bait.” Allyson Talith called out. “We’re going to find Allyson.”

“And then we’re going to bring her home.”

 

[Allyson Locke]

The man heard the sound of the call end. He cursed under his breath. If his information was correct, the Talith that he talked to was the one that was a master with the tech side of the force. Which meant that he should be prepared to receive her in all her first. Slender fingers pushed his narrow framed glasses up the bridge of his nose. The situation he created was going to end up pissing off the higher ups. At this point he really didn't care, he had his fun.

Moving out of the small office he shuffled down the hallway and spoke to a nurse that was assisting Hazel with Allyson. It seemed the young agent was done with everything. “Great. Keep me informed.” The nurse nodded and returned to help the doctor. Another stressed sigh escaped his lips. This was not going to be his week.

For now he would need to wait and see what this Talith woman was capable of.

Bait beeped in confusion. For a moment he was thrown off seeing Allyson standing where Kaili had once been. Nothing made sense anymore. Organics were so confusing.

The building when Kaili would arrive would be under heavy security and she would have one hell of a time getting through. But knowing Allyson as well as she did most likely she'd be able to gain the clearance needed. [member="Kaili Talith"]

 

[Kaili Talith]

[member="Allyson Locke"]

The ship pierced through hyperspace in what seemed no time at all, yet Kaili couldn’t help but wonder what the hell she was getting herself into. Pacing back and forth within the confines of their bedroom she began to run both hands through her hair trying to get a grip on herself. She was flipping out, her heart felt that Allyson was alive but she had no idea of knowing if this place she was going was where they kept her or not. It could have been a proxy, it could have been a redirection cell, it could have been a great many things and she was chasing it like a jacked up nexu on a supersized ball of yarn, claws tearing at its seams with a vengeance.

Bait entered the room. She saw the disappointment in his eyes and felt it in his circuits. Good, that meant her voice was convincing enough. Sooner rather than later her ship would exit hyperspace, it would touch down against the soil of a planet she hadn’t been to before. She left the ship in the spaceport for the sake of not only making her presence known but for the sake of the security it entailed. For all she knew she might be gone for long. Bait and Henry had free reign of the ship in her absence.

Steady steps brought her out of the spaceport and out onto the streets. Dusk time, dinner time. The street was busy, people ate at the restaurants in the vicinity. The facility would be a few clicks away from the city, but Kaili didn’t mind walking.

She was getting Allyson back one way or another.

 

[Allyson Locke]

Another call echoed in his ear and a slender hand reached up and pressed the small comm button. “Yes?” A voice slightly frantic alerted the man in black about the sighting of ‘Allyson Locke’ touching down and arriving in town. Hearing this news, the man sighed and raised an eyebrow, his fingers rested against the bridge of his nose and pushed his glasses upwards. “That’s not her.” The private on the other end swore up and down that the woman was the same girl that was sitting in a hospital bed. “Fine! Increase security and try and detour her away from the hospital. The patient isn’t ready to deal with this just yet.”

The call ended and the man cursed under his breath, he shouldn’t have aggravated the girl. In his notes about the youngest Talith – it clearly stated she had a temper. Why did he have to aggravate her? Why did he have to take joy in her sorrow? Because it’s entertaining. He thought quietly to himself. Either way this was going to be a joy to watch unfold.

Around Kaili, who posed as Allyson – several soldiers would start to shuffle about. The locals and the police would soon be aware of the woman’s presence. Either way, they didn’t attack nor did they interfere just yet. The man waited, by the entrance of the facility – if anyone was going to greet [member="Kaili Talith"] it should be him. He needed to explain to the girl the situation along with do his best to subdue her.

 

[Kaili Talith]

[member="Allyson Locke"]

It felt a bit like the moment of truth when one's character was supposed to be exposed. The base came into view and all Kaili could really think of was the ramification of what she was about to do. Breaking into a highly secure hospital facility that belonged to the Alliance was not an action that would seem all that beneficial to an individual’s continued freedom and rights. It was to break and enter and to become a criminal, and all that because she wanted to see Allyson even if it would be for just a second. It didn’t go much further than that. What was her game on the way out? She did not know. What did she hope would happen once the mistake was made? She had no plan out, only in, and so far that plan was little more than winging it and hoping for the best.

But perhaps she didn’t have to worry that much. The facility’s entrance came into view and with it came the silhouettes of three men. Kaili perked her brow before inevitably putting her game face on. If they knew that she was coming then they knew that she wasn’t Allyson. If they knew she wasn’t Allyson, that meant she had to switch it up and get creative. Mind expanded as she stepped up to the man with the round glasses searching for guns to dismantle from within. It was a small step, but the first step in the plan nonetheless.

“Mister Trohn.” Allyson said. “Had I known the welcome mat’d be rolled out I might not have taken the extra step to ensure you knew that I was coming.”

Hopefully they were able to read between the lines. Eyes darted at the men that surrounded her before setting on the man before her with a stare that transcended bitterness and into hate. Her voice went low, almost growling. “It would seem highly unnecessary for an agent who is merely here to check in and then check out again.”

“Wouldn’t you say, Mister Trohn.”

 

[Allyson Locke]

“I wasn’t expecting you to act like a child.” His words were curt and he adjusted his glasses as the woman who was now fully dressed and looking like the patient he was trying to get reunited with the person she put as a caregiver. Groaning slightly, he folded his arms and looked towards the woman named [member="Kaili Talith"] and then back towards the door that lead to Allyson Locke’s room. Unknown to him, he didn’t know how well [member="Hazel Zanteres"] was taking care of the field agent. Eyes shifted back towards Kaili, as Mr. Trohn’s glance was hidden by the reflection of light against his spectacles.

“As I said on the phone, she is unaware of any events prior to now. We’ve gauged it to be a loss of about four or five years. Though…” He paused for a second and a faint smirk spread across his face. “She did mention a blonde woman, something about dreams and such. She remembers a fiancée, but no name or face – just blonde hair.” Doing his best to hide his chuckle, “She did remember you – but to the extent I’m unaware of.” A long arm extended with a direction being pointed by a slender finger, “Her room is that one. I suggest not exploding information onto her – her psyche might reject it and then we’re all screwed.”

His back turned and he headed back towards an office like room, yet before turning and entering it Mr. Trohn looked towards Kaili from the corner of his eye. The same slender finger that directed her pushed the bridge of his glasses up once more hiding his glance by the reflection of the bright hospital lights. “I suggest returning to your typical state. Might end up driving poor Agent Locke mad if she came face to face with herself.” With that the man chuckled and mused over the freak out – then headed into his office with the door locking behind him.

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