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Deskyl's been taken again, and DZ has run out of chores. Her Sith's suite is spotless, the bathroom freshly scrubbed, the unread books sorted neatly on the shelves, every idle tool in the workroom in its proper place, every piece of unused equipment in the gym waiting to see use again. It'll be at least a day before Deskyl returns, and more likely two or three; it's unlikely that the tools and equipment that DZ cares for on her behalf will ever be used again, though.
The droid does have a few remaining tasks; she's been instructed not to do them too often, to reduce the risk of being found out, but the small chance of rescue trying to get in touch with Deskyl via the network, using contact methods she hasn't been able to personally check in months, is worth the small chance of being discovered.
There aren't many messages, and all of them seem to be automated advertisements, but DZ dutifully checks each one anyway; if someone has realized that something's wrong here, it's a good sign rather than a bad one if they're canny enough to send an encoded message rather than a plaintext one about it.
