Zyra turns back to Cor.  "Looks like our friends have been in touch again.  It would be great to catch up.  Could you send them a message sweetie?  Tell them to stop playing at their own games and to head out this way.  Better not tell them exactly where we areor why we're here.  That's supposed to be secret right?" she accentuates this by bringing a finger to her lips.  "Maybe they should head to Sorren, it's only about fifty kilometres from here.  We might get time to catch up."
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Cor nods briefly, showing Zyra the message that's come in, and then taps out the one she's been instructed to send.  This is fun, in a way, but she's had a few ideas for droid alteration that she wants to pursue and is pretty much ready for this mission to be done.

"Yo and yo,

I've received word from our dear Nine that you'd best come out to Sorren.  We might be able to meet up once our tasks here are done."

Zyra reads the message Cor plans to send and nods in agreement.  Then she types something on her datapad before showing it to Cor.

'Going to arrange for Talons to attack government houses and locations.  Make it appear Senator Foluk is a target of extremists. I'll create a false recall order from Starfox for us, citing dangers.  Talons will acquire transport for extraction.

Plan your data tap for tonight or tomorrow morning.  Let me know what support you need from me or anything you need the Talons to do to assist you.

I will also need to use the encrypted comm to give the Talons orders as soon as they arrive.  Can you use one of the droids to stand watch, ensuring we're not disturbed.  The bedroom is free of security but people could still walk in.'

Cor taps a quick response.  Is this before, during or after when we're supposed to be having sex with this Imperial?  I can't imagine anyone would just walk in if he was supposed to be getting double-girl alien action.

Zyra shrugged.  'I have no idea of when the Talons will arrive or when the Senator will require our services.  We'll need a flexible plan ready to deal with both eventualities.  Ideally I'd like to distract the Senator with terrorist troubles long before he gets amorous but it will depend on factors out of my control.'

After typing a few things out, including a secure email to A9, she hands Zyra her datapad.  It has a plan outlined on it.

In brief, it is this: Create blind spots using looped video feed (so anyone watching gets boring feed to watch) and alterable permissions (so with a flick of the switch Cor can change their permissions to allow Zyra and Cor into any part of the manor they care to go to - absolute permission so that the droids won't even report in to the security station on the girls' movements).

They flick the Manor Blindness switch, waltz down to the private suite and get slicing.  Cor's notes mention that if there was more time and they came better prepared she'd also hide cameras in the private suite that'd save and transmit video feed out to a secure location on-planet as a backup so they can extort the Imp if they need to.

Once they have their slicing done they waltz back up to the upper floor and wait out their stay - whether that means staying the full time or bugging out early under the excuse of unstable political matters making it too dangerous for the whores to stick around.

If shit meets fan they can hit the OTHER switch, which will change all Imperial presence to Absolute Red - making the droids believe that the Imps are not only disallowed on the manor, but that they're active threats that must be fired upon.

That second switch will change the teams considerably.  And considering neither girl (as far as I know) is armed, it's a pretty vitally important change if things REALLY go pear-shaped.

Zyra, feeling the datapad typing was getting too much, typed out one final message.

'Understood.  Make this room 'invisible' so we can talk directly.  Going to sit still until you tell me we're clear.'

Zyra then turned the stereo up again and sat back on the couch, randomly typing and scrolling her datapad like she was reading a book.  Her movemements were minimal so as to try and reduce a looped video feed drawing attention.

Cor does what she needs to in order to make the room 'invisible'.  She has a feeling their time is short, and not only because of movement in the other thread.  Once she's got plenty of video feed that she can set a loop up with - Zyra reading her datapad and Cor playing a video game - she flicks the 'safe to talk' switch and nods to Zyra.

"We are clear and ready to go.  As long as the guards stick to their stations and the officer we are here to service does not return abruptly we should find our course relatively smooth."

'I hope,' she thinks to herself.

Zyra nods.  "Fantastic.  Can you tap into the security droids feeds and leave them with me?  That way I can watch for trouble from both inside and out."

"Now your mission is simple.  Get into the Senator's office.  Take care of any security that might be in there.  Then slice into his computer and copy everything you can.  I want appointments, files, passwords, everything.  I'd also love it if you can slip in some sort of surveillance program that lets us remotely slice in or even recieve pulse bursts of data from time to time."

"While you do that.  I'll toss his office and sleeping quarters for physical evidence.  Once that's done we'll plan for extraction.  The Talons are heading to town so we'll use them to create our diversion and exit corridor."

Zyra reached into her bag and pulls out a make-up box.  Opening the box, she slid a nail into a small groove in the side to reveal a hidden compartment.  Inside were two earpiece commlinks, one of which she handed to Cor.

"If something goes wrong, get out as quickly as you can."

"Shall we?"

Cor blinks, honestly surprised that Zyra isn't coming with her, but then she nods more firmly.  "Okay.  We will do this."  She taps into the droid feeds and prepares herself to head out.  She has pretty much everything she needs.  "On your mark."

Zyra checks the datapad and nods.  "Okay, let's go.  B2-CC9, would you be so good as to go ahead of us and ensure the path is clear?  Don't cause any trouble, just warn us anyone who might spot us is there by speaking to them."

Looking to Cor "As long as everything is clear, we go straight for the door and we get it open.  Sweep the room for surveillance and then you go for his computers."

She straightens herself out and heads for the stairs, standing aside to let CC9 go first.

CC9 heads through and down the stairs somewhat obediently, keeping an ocular sensor out for any trouble.  He stops briefly in front of a cleaning droid going about its domestic parameters.

"Basic query: you are a cleaning droid?  What is your designation?"

The cleaning droid ignores CC9 as it continues to clean and polish.  The only notice it seems to take of the combat droid is to register his presence so as not to bump into him!

CC9 observes the droid for a moment and then mutters, "Spare parts," rather nastily before he heads on down the corridor further.

The cleaning droid paid no notice as B2-CC9 continued down the corridor.  He reached the office door without incident and quickly signalled the girls with an all-clear.  Moments later both Zyra and Cor were at the door.  It was locked, a sophisticated looking scanner pad next to the door.

Cor scurries up and starts attempting to override the lock.  She moves quickly and efficiently; while the guard-bots won't be a bother there's no way to explain what she's doing to an organic.
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Cor slices the lock without effort, giving the girls access to the office.  It is opulently decorated in polished hardwoods, with several expensive paintings on the walls.  One corner is devoted to a large desk and computer terminal.

Zyra makes her way towards one of the shelves and begins flicking through the datacards.  She gestures at the desk.

"First and foremost I want his itinerary for today and the few following days.  Then look try to copy any and all information we might find useful.  Finally, if you can slip some sort of program in that can snoop on him, that would be the icing on the ryshcate."

Cor nods and flexes her fingers a little.  Big moment.  She sits down in front of the computer, making a mental note to get herself one of these chairs, and gets to work.

The Umbaran seems to prefer doing her work silently.  She doesn't speak, not even to herself, as she gets crackin'.
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Cor is challenged by the complex security for a minute or two then manages to slip into the system.  The Senator's computer becomes accessible to her.  Immediately she has access to the Senator's itinerary, holomessages, various files as well as a reasonable collection of photos of alien porn.  There is also quite a few pictures of the Senator in various states of undress with various alien girls, no doubt employees of Starfox Intergalactic.

There are other files, but thet are encrypted in another section of the computer.  There is also a network link to his office computer at the Senate but this undoubtedly carries heavy security and monitoring.


OOC:  DC30 for encrypted files, DC35 for network access.  A failure of more than 10 alerts the system to intrusion.
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Cor stares at the network link to the Senate offices for a good five seconds, weighing up the options, before dismissing it as too risky for their current circumstances.

Instead she peruses the encrypted area of the computer - what they have is good, nice and juicy, but it's nothing really big.

She flexes her fingers and then dives into it.

Breaking the encryption on the protected files proves fairly easy and Cor begins searching through the files.  There is plenty of work-related data work, reports, proposals, movements in the Senate, etc.  There is also some financial data, records of transactions, etc.  There is also details on one of the government accounts the Senator has access to for work functions.  Cor is able to slice the information meaning she could charge things to that account if she wished.

Cor stares at the screen again before calling out softly, "You may wish to see this.  Financial accounts.  I can slice them, charge to his account, which may get us some free gear and such - but if the transaction is noted as unusual it may result in an investigation.  They may be prompted to check the computer to see if it's been interfered with."

She looks over her shoulder briefly and then back at the screen.  "I am... unsure if the risk is worth the gain."

Zyra didn't even look up from a datapad she'd found on a side table.  "Copy his financial records, if he's abusing his government accounts, it will only strengthen our hold on him if needed.  Other than that leave it alone.  We don't want evidence of tampering."

Finishing the datapad and clearly finding it of no use, Zyra walked through the door heading to the Senator's bedroom.

Cor nods.  She figures this would be the right way to go.  She copies the records and then looks around for any other data or links she might not have initially noticed, though she doesn't expect to find anything.

Cor finds little else of interest in the files.  She works to copy all relevant files to her datapad.  The process is almost finished  when Zyra returns.

"I think we're done here.  You got everything?  Be sure to get those incriminating photos as well as all the other data.  They might prove interesting."

She smiles.  "You know, I think I've had enough of the Senator's hospitality.  I think it's time we thought about leaving this place."

She waited patiently for the download to complete.