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Cake's job was harder than she had originally revealed it to be, but it wasn't exactly difficult. It was difficult because Captain Carabello's plan revolved around a small gap in Du-Vos' sensors. That gap was like a mouse hole; when you were inside, you would be hidden. The problem was that, like a mouse hole, you could see the mouse squirming it's way inside, and that's exactly what would happen to Team Alpha. Or, you could be Team Beta, which would be the equivalent of watching the metaphorical mouse run it's way across the living room carpet. Cake had to make sure that neither were spotted whilst in the open, and because she couldn't do it from the outside, she had to do it from the inside.

After running through her probabilities, Cake surmised that elimination of the security computer was to be her utmost priority. By the time anyone realised it was down, it would be too late for Du-Vos. Plus, it would drastically increase Team Alpha's chances at success, and nobody would complain if their jobs were made a little easier. Based on Du-Vos' ship, which wasn't some pansy like the [i]Moray[/i], Cake was going to have to perform a fast, brute force attack. The reason for that was simply the communications setup of the ship - any incoming transmission from the [i]Prize[/i] was certain to trigger alarm flags. She had to act faster than the notification.

And so, with her priorities straightened out, Cake begun. She sent a narrow beam transmission across space. Transmissions could be blocked, but for that to happen the ship had to receive data: Where the communication was coming from so it could send a return signal, who was contacting it, and other minuscule details. It was in this minor opening that Cake was able to force her way inside. The security computer responded by trying to seal her in, something that would have worked if she was a traditional virus - but she was not. In fact, all that did was show her it's directory. In microseconds, Cake enveloped it, cutting it off from the rest of the ship and preventing it from sending out an alert. Then, she took it offline entirely.

Unfortunately, Cake knew that her safety was not guaranteed, as there were countless other threats she had to deal with. Not only would the security computer attempt to restart periodically, but there was also the crew she had to worry about. Any one of them could spot something fishy going on in the depths of the ship, particularly if they ran diagnostics on the security computer itself, and she had to spoof the operators of the stations she was going to be hijacking, and she couldn't exactly turn [i]them[/i] off. To solve one problem though, she set up a flag that would notify her of any checks on the security computer. She could send back false reports as necessary, but there was still much risk involved. Cake diverted her resources to taking over the Du-Vos' sensors, and then she waited.

Later, as the shuttles launched, Cake played her part in ensuring they were not detected. She overlaid the visual sensors with that of the background space, and ensured other sensors showed the same background readings as had been shown before the shuttles were launched, effectively clouding the shuttles altogether. She only did it as long as necessary - when Team Beta reached the hangar of the [i]Moray[/i], and Team Alpha entered the blind spot, she scrubbed any interference from the sensors to avoid suspicion. She remained in position to take over them once more - she would need the access to help Robin avoid detection.

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As this all went on, Cake continued her normal operations aboard the [i]Prize[/i]. Captain Carabello had told her that he needed her everywhere - she found this funny, as if Carabello expected her to go on strike and avoid watching particular areas of the ship. Even as she put efforts toward infiltrating the pirate ship, she could still continue her duties aboard the [i]Prize[/i] without error, from listening to a pair of crewmen chatting in the cafeteria about chess tactics to running diagnostics on the engineering systems. Even when she wasn't checking one thing or another, she was running simulations both for practice and her own, private pleasure. She kept herself busy.

Cake's core, her primary function or as designers put it, her [i]conscious[/i] was really only called in when something required a more sentient touch. She could definitely be in more than one place at a time - while she was in the briefing, Cake had also been talking to an engineer about a mechanical problem and a crewman in her bunk about the best way to fillet a fish. Her mind was really in her core, though. While she could have all these conversations at once, collect data from all over the ship and even across space at the pirate ship, there was always one place, one activity that received the most processing power, and that was where her core was truly focused on.

And just like lifeforms had their attention drawn by various sounds, sights and other receptions, Cake had various flags set up to trigger in the case of various events, to alert her of something that needed immediate attention, and the attention of her core. These differed in priority, from the most basic of flags being equipment failure to higher priority ones, such as crewmen distress or injury. [i]Both[/i] of those high-priority flags triggered at the same time at the same place, drawing Cake's attention. M’Elme Lan’thar, the botanical survey leader of [i]Prize[/i], had gotten into a spot of bother it seemed. A reroll of the cameras, a little dipping into the data stores of the ship, and in less time than a lifeform could comprehend Cake had briefed herself on what had happened to Elm. 

Cake was tempted to make Elm's life worse by pinging through a notification that medical had requested a checkup on her. Not exactly true, but all in good faith: After all, Elm had just fought with a plant that had clearly wanted her for a snack. Cake decided she wouldn't be [i]that[/i] mean, though, and not just because it would be obvious that such convenient timing of a medical notification had to have come from the AI. She knew that some people just liked to handle problems themselves. It didn't mean Cake wasn't going to pay Elm a visit, though.

Cake accessed Elm's tablet, granting herself access to it's speaker to talk to the woman. [color=aqua]"You know, Elm, if you wanted adventure you could have asked to go fight the pirates. Should I be telling medical that you've got a case of the ouchies?"[/color]