Reflections

[STSF_Scooter 0]

Audraya sat in her dimly lit quarters, her hands steepled in front of her face.  Security's bugs were laughably easy to subvert for a member of the Imperial Security Directorate operations branch, as was the computer security of the entire Hard Six.  The various worms and trojans lurking within the system, planted by equally various crewmembers to hide their subversive activity, were just as easy to deal with.  But it wasn't the crew that had her brooding this evening.  It was what one of her viruses that alerted her to one of the captain's recent private conversations, with someone purporting to be her brother, and the treason that the crew was going to be attempting.

 

For an orphan like her, the Empire, and more importantly the ISP, were mother and father to Audraya.  To rescue members of a race who'd thumbed their collective noses at the Empire, and were slated for termination, was pure treason. As an agent of the ISP, it would be up to her to stop it. With her life, if necessary.

 

Hail the Empire.