Unintentionally, Sev picked up on the subtle changes in Nessa once she'd presented her with the question. The Star-Born's body temperature and heart-rate seemingly increased slightly once Sev had gotten closer. Perhaps she was running a fever or something? It's not uncommon for off-worlders to get sick on a foreign planet. Or maybe it was something else. She hadn't appeared sick earlier. Organics are such overly complicated creatures. [color=92278f]"A tool should work fine"[/color], Sev said, [color=92278f]"Preferably something small"[/color]. With that Sev activated a small rectangular panel on her right temple. The tawny brown flesh color gave way to a glossy and clinically white finish. With a slight pop and hissing sound, the panel slid itself upwards towards Sev's hairline. The panel revealed a hatch filled with all manner of high end circuitry and wiring, the likes of which most technicians could only dream of. Braided cords lined with crystal flickered with the same blue energy that Sev's eyes were colored with. While the components sat in a relatively condensed space they were all organized and pristine like Sev had just come fresh from the assembly line. The scent of heat and ozone wafted into the space they occupied. It was.... Humbling for Sev to need help with something for once instead of demanding cooperation through means of violence or extortion. 
	Sev grabbed a handful of her silver hair and moved it to the opposite side of her head to give Nessa room to work. The jagged scar that ran from just behind her ear towards the back of her head was plainly visible, covered in pale blue scar tissue. Sev twisted her body awkwardly and leaned in closer to Nessa. [color=92278f]"There should be a junction in there that's out of place. According to my schematics it should look like a bright yellow box. I just need you to jam it back in place for now"[/color], Sev instructed, [color=92278f]"And don't worry. I can't feel any of this stuff"[/color]. Sev shot Nessa a reassuring smile as she waited to begin their brief procedure. The android was putting a lot of trust in this woman. She could easily destroy Sev's mind if she wanted to. There were a very select few that Sev trusted enough to work on her body. It was a deeply personal matter that she wouldn't even have bothered Nessa with if she didn't need to potentially fight her sister and whoever else was on the hunt for them. Sev needed to be performing at one hundred percent and she was trusting Nessa to get her there.  



	Six waltzed herself towards the exit of the Sandtrap Projects. Her once immaculate white jacket was now covered in bright orange Vesh blood on the right side. Stained from the sleeve up onto her shoulder. Areas of her jacket were singed where she'd been shot at with blasters. Her boots squished slightly as she walked, leaving vibrant orange footprints in her wake. The onlookers that she'd encountered before gave her a wide berth as she passed once again. Both children and thugs alike reeled back in fear and desperation. The denizens of the projects had witnessed a portion of the violence that Six was capable of. Children ran horrified as she approached. The android looked like the embodiment Death. Only a few moments ago she massacred several individuals like it was a simple household chore. Six was a monster and the projects were being exposed to it for the very first time. They were right to be fearful. They were right to leave her alone. 
	The once lively and noisy apartment complex lulled itself into and uncomfortable and tense silence as Six neared the exit. She'd gotten the information that she'd come for. Now it was time to stalk her prey. With the blood still wet on her hands and clothes Six merged into the ever shifting mass of meatbags that inhabited the streets. She was getting even more looks now but no one dared to do or say anything.  Six began making her way back towards the area that the Vesh tipped her off about. The odds of her catching her sister infinitely higher. And when she found Seven, she'd find the Star Hopper. Two birds with one stone so to speak. The android wandered about for what seemed like ages until she'd finally the district she needed to. She was scoping out the area from her spot on the ground, trying to identify the best place to perch when she heard a commotion in a nearby alley. With her keen android senses she could make a faint yet familiar voice. In spite of her better judgement Six decided to give in to her curiosity and follow the noise. She rounded the corner and found no other than Feya beating up on a bunch of low-lives. [color=f7941d]"You won't get anything useful out of those"[/color], Six teased, [color=f7941d]"I've already got a solid lead on the Star Hopper"[/color]. She propped herself up against the corner of a nearby building.