"Hmph, you're just as bad as our former employers."  The Grey said, finally finishing up what he was doing, and presenting a data disk.  "All my research is on here.  It shouldn't be that hard to find a buyer for it."  As Issi asked er question, he noticably frowned.  "That archaic thing?  Well, its likely with the carbonite scrap, waiting to be processed."  he pointed over to what appeared to be a large furance, with a bunch of what appeared to be scrap metal by it.  "As for the armor... I believe it was being worked on by Doctor Saris, so it should be in her workshop in the back.  I suggest your android look there as well, as she was in charge of armor modifications."<br/><br/>The security guard watched the whole thing with a shake of his head.  He hadn't really expected this outcome, after all.<br/><br/>**********************<br/><br/>The reptilian under her continued to groan, although was getting a bit impatiant.  But, considering it was quite a bit dumber, it didn't likely fully grasp the situation as other than teasing it.  As for the other, she continued to gather up things, including the glove.  SHe had no real inkling of what she was gathering... until as the code sounded, she stopped, her eyes going vacant for a few moments... until sickening sounds of sloshing and bones cracking, and sinew reconstituting began.  After a few moments of rather disturbing noises, it stopped, as her eyes started to turn back.  "Huh... must of dozed off..."  She sighed, before continuing on her search.<br/><br/>Before to long, Neymi had managed to break int the final database, forming up a database.  From what she gathered, the code that had been put in wasn't a self destruct system, but a summon code, with a ship closing in.  It wouldn't be to long before they arrived...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>