An ocean of data washed over Hacks', her glasses presenting a scrolling stream of code that represented local battlenets, security subsystems and facility monitors. Hands raced against the keypad, her eyes moving in precise, calculated motions that her augmented reality glasses registered as specific commands. Images displayed in the corner of her vision, a view of the battle above and data from fighting below the surface of the planet. "
Well, that's not good," she muttered.
She began facial scans of those she could accurately see on the sliced security cameras, no one she recognised from her time stealing from the Jedi on Coruscant. Her hand made a slow cutting motion, right to left, and the camera turned with the movement. A soft skinned Zeltron came into view, attacking someone she didn't recognize, and Hacks paused for the briefest moment, "
What the-" she paused from swearing as the facial scan confirmed her belief. It was
Yula Perl
,
again. Hacks raced to access the security subnetwork and retrieve a localized layout for the slicer, tracing Yula's position on the blueprints she had retrieved. Hacks was far from her,
good. She wondered,
was she here on an assignment from the Jedi? No, Jedi don't contract criminals.
A Jedi spy in the Darkwire network? Christ, its worse than I thought. "
When I get back to Denon I'm throttling their necks," she quietly breathed, thinking of the other shadowrunners who had allowed a Jedi to burrow into Darkwire. She watched for a moment then her fingers danced across the keypads. On Denon she had briefly broken through to Yula's cybernetics, she was going to try it again to send a brief message. Lines of code raced across the screens of the datapads and were swiftly sent out, piggybacking off the prisons communication systems. A simple, rudimentary encryption hid the message. "
I'm watching you, (x_x)"
Once the message was sent, Hacks cut the power. The datapds shut down, one by one. "
I need to move," she said to herself aloud, then directed her tone to the protocol droids mulling about, "
Pack up shop, we're leaving." They quietly obeyed her command and began to disassemble the machines. The shadowrunner reached to her feet and took her weapons, a vibrodagger and
four guns she always kept on her person. It was starting to make sense to the woman
, the Jedi wouldn't let the Corpos just treat people how they wanted, abuse their power. They must be using Yula in Darkwire to destabilize Corporate control of Denon. Perhaps she was right, or perhaps she was
insanely wrong.
No time to wait for the protocol droids, they would just have to catch up. Hacks needed to get off this planet before the Jedi found her and took her head. She tucked her weapons into the inner pockets of her leather jacket and sheathed the blade. "
Be quick," she told the droids, "
Catch up with me at the docking pads." She left the room and walked out into the open hall. She could hear stirrings from the handful of prisoners kept here. The guards were gone and one prisoner shouted out, "
Hey, don't leave us here!" She ignored them and looked around, it seemed safe for now.
Firrerreo
(Enemy)
