[h1]Zed[/h1] Capturing the server room was easy. The handful of technicians had fled the moment the squad started cutting through the door, and their one officer and a pair of navy troopers had been gunned down in a brief firefight that the breaching team had finished before she had even raised her own blaster. It was a fairly typical server room, nine glowing server racks arranged in a square from a central control console. Unfortunately for her the central console had been where the soldiers made their last stand, and the displays had been fried. "This will take a moment," she said. After stepping over the still smoking Imperial officer, she used a knife to pry open one of the cases. As the rest of the squad fanned out to sweep the room, she let out a little sigh of relief as she found the motherboard still had a working port, which she quickly plugged into. "Strider, I'm in and downloading the files," she called to the Sergeant. The Snivian looked back and gave her a thumbs up. "Good job, I feel like a sitting mynok here." He called out. "Tank, Doubles, go stand outside the door to make sure we're not snuck up on." "Shouldn't be long, just a matter of time to let the slicer program run," she said. Her datapad showed the download was going quickly, and she took a moment to relax. The radio chatter had died down for now, though the station creaked with the occasional explosion, but with how deep inside they were it was very much muted. It was the muted beep from her pad that caught her attention, a new message displayed that simply said: [h2]Bio-metric Authentication Required. Please Provide Thumbprint to Avert Security Alert[/h2] "Ah Kriff," She muttered "Gotta drag that officer over here". Then a visible countdown started under the message. "Ah Kriff!" She shouted, rushing over to the dead officer. Looking around, she shouted, "Heads up, I'm trying to stop an alarm from triggering!" Strider and a weequay private rushed over to help her drag the officer over to the scanner and she pressed the dead man's hand against the scanner. With just one second left, the countdown stopped to the relief of the trio. Then another message popped up. [h2]Life Sign Check Failed. Activating Security Protocol.[/h2] Strider stood up and shouted out "Everyone, the alarm has been activated, get ready." He turned to the doors, only to watch them slam shut in Tank and Double's faces, the pair pounding on the door. Shouting into his radio, Strider tried to hail them to no avail. He gave Zed a pointed look. "Arrow, deal with this." A few moments later, a droid voice announced "Intruder Detected." A few blaster shots echoed from the far corner of the servers, with the yelp of pain from her fellow squad-mates. Both within moments Zed had ducked behind the control panels, searching for a way to deactivate the droids. This was a procedure that only was done with installations with a much higher level of security. This one seemed to be home-made. Normally she would take the chance to admire the ingenuity of how the used the general battle alert to trigger the flag to activate the— "Arrow! Watch out another one is coming your you!" Zed jumped as she heard the mechanical footsteps of another droid approaching her. She popped her head up to look around, and nearly got it blasted off as a large dark KX Droid shot at her with a bloodied blaster. Letting out another swear, she ducked back down, another set of blaster shots coming overhead, going both ways. "Get them shut down now!" Called out Strider. Zed shook her head out and went back to her task. "On it sir!" Soon she was surrounded by the few remaining squad-mates in the room, some of them already sporting nasty blaster wounds. Hands shaking, she searched for a way to override the alert, while her squad mates drew fire from the droids. The bio-metric 'lockout' just activated an alarm, and she was able to gain access to the program that had sent the droid. With some more shouts, the other KX droid joined in the fight, flanking the dwindling squad. They were pinned down, unable to return fire without risking getting shot. A few more seconds of slicing, and she had gained control of the program. She hammered the shutdown command. The droids stopped dead in their tracks, their arms going down to their side as her Squad quickly destroyed them. Strider stood up and looked around. "Everyone's that still alive sound off!" The surviving squad mates regrouped on them, Zed taking the time to finish the data transfer and lifting the lock-down. Standing up, the servers had been blasted to hell, but the redundancy of the Empire had saved ensured that she was able to get the files off them. Doubles and Tank burst through the doors as they opened but were quickly told to stand down. They and Zed were the only members of the squad to escape unscathed from the fight. Most only had minor wounds, burns and scratches when the servers they had been using for cover had been shot, but the poor trandoshan that found the droids had gotten a chest full of blaster bolts. Pulling out a rag and wiping her sweat off her face, Zed had to lean on the wall to steady herself, still shaking. "Arrow, did you get the files?" asked Strider. Zed nodded, and held her data pad up. "On this. What now?" Strider shrugged. "I'll call this in and wait for orders. For now, take a moment to relax but stay sharp."