"It's pretty rare? Mostly just, like, one person who can go within his own line of sight, is someone I know. I can hit 'random not here and not immediately deadly' basically. I think weirdly a lot of tech solutions are like 'universe hop twice'..."

"One would think that would be more difficult."

She shrugs. "You'd think! It's definitely harder with magic..."

"So what kind of story do you want to tell about being here?"

"...I honestly have no idea what makes sense. Rather not anything that has to do with magic? But I really don't know how to explain lacking basic any local knowledge at all."

"I can pull enough rank at the Imperial base to call you 'intelligence assests' and stop anyone from talking to you if you're all right sitting in a room with a locked door. Can probably get you on the Holonet, at least, and you can do some looking around."

"That sounds kind of boring but maybe good for like temporary figuring stuff out... And if we're not on cameras to notice her blurring, Jet can speed read and I can sit there letting her talk."

"Are you sure you want a plan that requires me to talk."

"You should assume there will be cameras."

"So I'll have to stay slow anyways."

"Right. How fast can you go, out of curiousity?"

" - I never actually managed that race with Quicksilver... And I'm not sure how to convert miles to kilometers. I can hit ten thousand miles an hour in short bursts, a mile's a bit over five thousand feet, a foot's around this big - " She holds her hands apart demonstratively. "I don't have problems with friction."

(She can actually hit over a hundred thousand miles an hour if she wants to actually run while accelerated but no point mentioning that.)

She can do this in her head.

"That'd be- sixteen thousand kilometers per hour. Sixteen ninety-three. And forty-four hundredths. Not too shabby. Good thing you don't have to deal with friction."

"Most speedsters don't, for various reasons."

"Convenient. I might be here as long as a couple days more. Probably not more than a week."

"If we're not definitely gonna get - Holonet? - sitting in a room with a locked door and no magic that long doesn't sound pleasant. Especially since I know it's possible to make magic things that hook into open networks."

Legate hums and thinks for a moment.

"I could swing it so that you only spend the night, and afterwards you go around with me."

"That might be good! Though why spend the night in the first place?"

"Politics, basically. Helps the base commander feel like he's helping and has some control over his operations."

"...Right. I guess that's fine, then." That is not the face of someone who finds that a thorough reason.

"Intelligence and the regular forces don't always get along too well. We don't have to follow a lot of the rules they do, and sometimes our operational goals conflict. I have a lot of freedom to make decisions, but he has the bureaucracy on his side."

She nods. "Alright. Sleeping out of the muck will be nice anyways. Lead on? - I'm guessing we shouldn't be flying or anything when we get in sight of the base?"

"Should be all right until we're about a mile and a half out. I'll let you know."

"Okay, thanks."

Off they go. Legate leads the way on her speeder, starting off a little faster than walking, but speeding up when she sees her companions can handle it.