Salamander
Red saw the password prompt pop up, and Red sighed. Nothing could ever be that easy, could it. He hadn't seen a password just lying around anywhere, even Arimanes wasn't
that stupid. Red pulled a small cable out of his right gauntlet, and attached it into a slot in the terminal. A couple seconds later, the HUD on his visor then activated it's infiltration module, and a whole ton of information appeared in front of Red. This was going to be a pain. He wanted to get in here silently, in case the Sith were nearby. And so, he began the tedious work of splicing the terminal.
Meanwhile, Pitt downloaded the information from the medical computer that still remained. Whoever had tried to wipe these files hadn't done all that great of a job. Which meant an easier job for Pitt!
"Red, I'm sending you some information." Pitt said over the comms.
"Copy." Red replied back, still focusing on splicing the door.
Pitt sent the medical records to Red, then shut off the medical computer. In the reflection, he could see a strange ripple right behind. Almost like... almost like someone was using a stealth field. Pitt turned around instantly.
"What the-! Red! There's someonnnnnnnn-" Pitt said, getting cut off as his power was turned off.
Red had just finished splicing the door when Pitt signaled him. The door slid open, and he retracted the cable back into his gauntlet. He heard Pitt over the comms speak, then cut off, his signal turning off entirely.
"Pitt? Are you there?" Red asked, and was concerned when he received no response. Usually, you couldn't get Pitt to shut up and leave you alone, but now he was quiet, and nowhere to be found.
"Pitt come in." Red said again.
Still, nothing. Panic started creeping into Red's voice.
"Pitt! Answer me! Are you there?" He asked. And, once again, no response.
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no. Pitt was missing. Not Pitt, anyone but Pitt. Red couldn't lose Pitt. Red looked between the now open office, and further down the hall, in turmoil about what he should do. Then, Red took off running down the hall, away from the office, towards the path that Pitt took. Pitt was more important than some information, and Red wouldn't leave him behind.
Red ran down the hallway, and turned into the corridor that Pitt had entered. Red slowed, then stopped, looking around. Where could that little idiot be?