Win, Lose or Die

[Connor Harrison]

Fixx rested his chin in the space between his thumb and forefinger, brow creasing and trying to piece the puzzle of how everything slotted together, and in what sequence. Pictures, recordings and a letter. His hand moved over and, without looking, placed it on Kayleigh’s back and stroked her gently for reassurance.

"Don’t worry, it’s not your place to know all this. What you have here is fine."

It seemed the humans were working for the Republic put passing information to the Duros…or Gran…or whoever it was in the images. Always the important factor, always harder to work out. They needed a tracer; a slicer. To interpret the communications from the ships to their destination. That would then give Fixx something to follow.

"Your ship, the Caledonia,"he said, holding the letter, are you directly in command of that now, is there anyone above you? I need to get on there. I need time to trace all communications going from the ship – that’s the only way we can at least pinpoint where the data is going. From there we…well, I…will have a better chance at following the scent."

[member="Kayleigh Tyven"]

 

[Mariya Pyne]

"I wish I had more, I do. Perhaps they will come up with something else while we work. If not, it's the best I can do."

Navigating on and through the Caledonia would be a simply task now. She had free reign of any Republic vessel in service. "Of course. The Caledonia is my flagship as it stands. I also have access to any and all vessels currently serving the Galactic Republic. I can grant you the necessary access to lookl through whatever records or data you feel would help. I admit, that's not my area of expertise so I won't be of much help there. As far as people above me? The only person above me would be the Chief of the Senate, Genevieve Lasedri. I would be hard pressed to believe she would be behind this. We dislike each other, but we respect each other enough."

[member="Fixx Kearney"]

 

[Connor Harrison]

Processing the information in his head, it sounded as if starting on the ship would be the best place to start; to try and pinpoint the location for outgoing data. Fixx had kit able to track communications, but it would all depend how strong the security was and if Kayleigh could help lessen it – which was a risk not just to her, but to the ship itself.

There was also another possible route.

"Genevieve Lasedri. Can she be trusted? Does she know about any of this? If not – keep it between us. I may need to try and find out more about her and what she has been involved with. Do you think she’d meet me?"

He looked up at her, hand gently on her back.

"I will find out who is behind this, as long as it takes. We need the support of someone else in a high position however to enable us to do this without reprimand if it goes wrong. I say “us” and I mean me. You’re not getting involved in this. I won’t let you."

[member="Kayleigh Tyven"]

 

[Mariya Pyne]

The blonde shook her head, the Senate Chief knew nothing of the ongoings, as as much as Kayleigh butted heads with her, she knew that neither one would intentionally endanger the others' life.

"No, I don't believe she has anything to do with this. I trust her, despite having disagreements about damn near everything. As for whether she knows or not, she doesn't. At least from my point of view she doesn't."

Her body relaxed back into his hand, enjoying the soft caressing as she leaned her head forward, eyes wide shut. "As far as the military goes, without Vaudin here, and who knows where he's gone, I am the highest ranked military officer there is. So there's no need to worry of reprimand, unless Lasedri orders such. But don't think I will let you go about this all alone either. They want me for something, better I play the role of an unknowing bait than hide away in some hole."

[member="Fixx Kearney"]

 

[Connor Harrison]

Glancing at his com out of habit, Fixx remembered it was off – a very rare thing! He sighed and went back to the data and documents before them.

"Ok. This is what we want to focus on," leaning forward, he tapped the pictures, "to find out who they are. We do that, we have a source. But, first, we need to get your ship up and ready as bait and lower the security of outgoing communication so we can find where it’s going. It would make sense for no-one else to bat an eye at this, but with what you know, we can track where it goes and apply the pressure from there.”

He drummed his fingers again on the pictures, eyes scanning the evidence before them as his brain formed a plan.

"When you are ready, we will start the process back on your ship. We wither win, lose or die. And I hope it will not be the latter with this or I’ll very annoyed with you."

Gently nudging her with his shoulder, he turned and smiled, brushing his hand across her back in comfort.

"Come on, at least we’re dealing with moles inside our own organisation and not some alien force attacking the entire Republic, right? We can sort this out together and show them we're not to be sold out to anyone."

Fixx looked back to the table and nodded in confirmation to himself.

[member="Kayleigh Tyven"]