Sev nodded her approval once Nessa had fastened the cap to her head. It helped conceal her eyes as well as being slightly fashionable. Maybe she’d try to keep it once they get done with their current objective. If they lived through their current objective. Sev made strides towards the hotel’s exit door which was filling up with more dampened denizens by the minute. She shouldered her way through to the front desk, clearing a path for Nessa to follow if she stayed close enough. Without breaking her momentum Sev swiftly placed the keycard to her room on the dilapidated reception desk before the concierge-bot could struggle it’s way through it’s canned “Come Again” dialogue. The floor had already become soaked and slippery from the sudden uptick in foot-traffic. Her boots gave out the slightest squeak as she deliberately yet politely strong-armed her way through the growing crowd.  The scene outside was infinitely more lively than the lobby they’d just escaped from. Citizens of various species and races danced in the streets, some playing songs on strange instruments, some held buckets over their heads to capture the torrent of rain water. The smarter and more prepared street vendors began selling ponchos and raincoats in an attempt to capitalize on the change of weather. A streak of lightening cracked across the darkening sky like an ethereal whip. The streets were a spectacle right now, which meant that it was the perfect cover to leave under. 
	Sev tried her best to keep her eyes as low as possible to avoid catching unnecessary attention. Given the current state of things, remaining incognito was fairly easy. However, for the briefest of moments she could have sworn that she caught a shimmering distortion on top of one of the buildings she’d glanced at. Perhaps it was just her paranoia…..Or her fear. Either way she chose to ignore her instincts for now. It wasn’t like Sev to be affected by things like nerves or fleeting emotion. What was happening? The android slowed her pace slightly as she rounded the corner to get on to the crowded streets. She casually slung an arm around Nessa’s shoulder and leaned in slightly.[color=92278f] “I probably should’ve mentioned this before”[/color], she started, [color=92278f]“But we don’t have a ride right now. We’re gonna have to hoof it to the ship depot so we’ll be exposed for a bit. Be ready for anything”[/color]. They were in for a decent hike. Hopefully they could make it to their destination in one piece. 



	Six stood motionless on her perch like a lioness on the prowl. She observed the commoners below with disgust. If her receptors had been active, her skin would be crawling at these primal displays of ‘celebration’. The organics were making absolute asses of themselves over a little precipitation. What pitiful creatures. Six narrowed her eyes as she scanned the literal droves of lifeforms filling the streets below. Nothing. Where was she? Were they too late getting into position? Surely they couldn’t have missed them that easily. Seven was good but she was never good enough to evade her older sister. She’d taught Seven most of the tricks that she knows. From her vantage point Six couldn’t figure out the location of Feya either. Hopefully the meatbag was surveying her sector properly. This was probably their one and only chance to get a beat on Seven and the Star Hopper before they get off world. They couldn’t afford any errors.
	The rain continued to fall. Droplets mercilessly beat against the back of Six’s body. The constant pitter patter was maddening. Six cast another annoyed glance over the streets below. Nothing again. Her annoyance was beginning to lead to frustration now. One of the very few emotions that she actually let show through her seemingly flawless surface. This was her only chance to get her revenge on Seven.  She’d waited for what felt like an eternity to find her and make her atone. There’s no way she was going to lose her trail on some backwater cesspool after searching and waiting for so long. The android’s eye twitched involuntarily, failure wasn’t an option. She’d raze this planet to glass if that meant getting her hands on Seven. 
	Six scanned the streets on last time. There it was. There [i]she[/i] was. Seven’s energy signature was undeniable. Six watched carefully as the blue silhouetted figure seemingly embraced another figure, the Star Hopper maybe? The electricity in the air caused Six’s hair to stand up slightly. Her body energized with excitement. It wasn’t playtime just yet but she was that much closer her target. [color=f7941d]“I have the targets”[/color], Six hijacked Feya’s com signal.