Sinth sat in the briefing room of Outfit's headquarters to district 10. Her AI processing capabilities allowing her to divide her attention between the presentation being held for her's and a couple of other teams and the still fresh in her mind and heart loss of Trill. Many of the android and AI haters out there claimed that synthetic intelligences were incapable of genuine human emotion. That they could only emulate them. Imitate. To her mind that was the ultimate of praises. Because in the end it was within her parameters and core ideas to do well in the imitation game. Because to successfully emulate or imitate emotion, one needed to understand emotion. And to understand emotion meant one was capable of it. Because it was in the nature of emotion to be understood by emotion. The AI blinked once, twice and directed her full processing power towards the briefing. Kranz, one of the higher level Outfit commanders was just wrapping up his overview of executed missions, objectives achieved and final results. Kranz, like Sinth herself, was among the proponents for less destructive and violent methods, and he was happy to announce that the Outfit was slowly beginning to lose the stigma of terrorists. Well, at least among the ones it was actually trying to help. The Outfit would always be terrorists in the eyes of the Corporations. Sinth didn't really care what the Corps thought. As long as the people, organic and synthetic alike, didn't believe them some violent monsters out to prove their point at whatever cost. It was hard trying to save someone who looked upon you with abject horror. "Sinth." Kranz addressed the AI. "I have a job for your team." The Outfit commander brought the AI's attention to himself. "I'm sure you've all heard by this point about Ori's party to be held in district 12." He looked over every member of Sinth's team. "Of course there's the PR info on the event. The introduction of Ori, JPN-22’s first corporate venture into EuroCorp. But we don't care about that. We've overheard chatter that an android, serving as the main attraction at the party, would be given off to some sleezer and be made to do the gods only know what." Kranz looked at Sinth. He knew she had a soft spot for rescuing androids and shackled AIs. "This information hasn't been confirmed. So I need you guys to get your buts to District 12 and put your ears to the ground for a couple of days. Find out what's what. Report back so we can make a plan of action. We don't want no blood bath or war zones. If there's rescuing to be had I want this done clean and neat." He gave each and every person in the room a pointed look before nodding. "Right then, carry on." He dismissed the briefing and cyborgs, androids and organics alike began filing out. [hr] Sinth was hunkered down on the roof top of a run down building with direct line of sight to the locale where the Ori party was being held right this very moment. Her team was situated at various key points according to the extraction plan. Their mission, to intercept the poor android who was to be given off into practical slavery upon exiting the building with their knew 'owner'. While her eyes observed and recorded from her high vantage point any pertinent visual information, Sinth's internal processor scoured the net for any and all information that could benefit the Outfit. One message in the public chats caught her attention. It read: "π‘―π’π’π’š π’Žπ’π’•π’‰π’†π’“ 𝑬𝒗𝒂, s𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 π–»π—Žπ—’π–Ύπ—‹ π’˜π’‰π’ π’˜π’‚π’•π’„π’‰π’†π’” 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒖𝒔 π’‚π’π’˜π’‚π’šπ’”, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 π’“π’†π’„π’†π’Šπ’—π’† π’•π’‰π’Šπ’” π’ˆπ’Šπ’‡π’• π–Ώπ—ˆπ—‹ 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁-𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖾 π’Šπ’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’”π’‘π’Šπ’“π’Šπ’• π’Šπ’• 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 π’ˆπ’Šπ’—π’†π’ 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’„π’π’π’•π’Šπ’π’–π’† π’šπ’π’–π’“ 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒅 π’—π’Šπ’ˆπ’Šπ’ 𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗋𝗒𝗉𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖺 π’‚π’ˆπ’‚π’Šπ’π’”π’• 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 π’˜π’‰π’ π’˜π’π’–π’π’… 𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒓 π’˜π’‚π’šπ’”." It took the AI negligible amount of time and processing power to decrypt the message and find out its true meaning. [i]Hmm, this looks interesting. A data grab right during Ori's party. Coincidence? Highly unlikely.[/i] Sinth alerted Kranz to the message's location and marked it as a point of interest. In the meantime she sent a response with coordinates where further instructions would be given so that the transaction could be completed. This way, if it proved to be an elaborate trap, Sinth could prepare accordingly. And if not, the Outfit had staked their claim on the infocash for the time being. Nothing more could be done at the moment but sit and wait. On both accounts.