Darths Occlus and Isabella
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Well then. Best organize the opsec measures: no time to waste.

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The pilot is already heading for the control room.

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Not much more left to do here, save perhaps destruction of the evidence.

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The outer door closes well enough.

The bodies are too large to fit down the waste chute.

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Oh, she doesn't need to dispose of the bodies. If anyone who isn't theirs steps inside this base, their cover's already blown. She's more concerned about making it look like they died to her lightsaber.

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It's pretty hard to tell the difference between lightsaber cuts inflicted pre- and post-mortem.

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It is, however, somewhat easier to tell the difference between someone who has had a piece of their skull blasted out by an unknown force technique, and someone who died to a lightsaber through the brain. 

Vincoria would like to make it clear that nobody here died of an unknown force technique.

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Too many lightsaber wounds all the the same part of the body is going to be suspicious too.

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Of course. But she can be creative.

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She'll have to be.

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A dismemberment or two and a crushed windpipe for one of the officers ought to make it look more within variance, but she is working under time pressure. 

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Probably no one will be in a position to notice, anyway.

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Yes. But enough "probably" becomes "eventually."

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Meanwhile, Soph does what she can to assist the pilot with setup.

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Looks like the mercs borrowed Hutt encryption. Fairly straightforward to crack. Then it's just a matter of accessing the transmission logs.

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Soph checks her chrono. Mission elapsed time?

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Twenty minutes since they reached the bunker. An hour and a half on-planet.

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Mm. Slow. They'll need to leave the tech behind to do earthquake reports...

... so she'd better pay very close attention to what he's doing right now. 

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What he's doing now is creating a set of dataspikes tailored to the mercenary systems so that he can operate the other bunkers' comms remotely.

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And that's why you bring along the technicians.

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He soon finishes, and offers the spikes to her.

"My lord."

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She accepts the spikes with a curt nod of approval.

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Occlus appears.

"Time to move on."

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Vincoria nods sharply. 

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"Hold this position, Lieutenant."

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