People were predictable. No need for some grand piece of math to figure out what someone might do. Just place the right pieces in the right place and they'll walk right down old trodden paths. It was one of the more delightful flaws possessed by organics simply because it was so easy to exploit. Nostalgia was a powerful tool, and all an AI like Alice had to was push it in right way to get what she wanted.<br/><br/>The room was dark and empty, Alice had no need of either light or comforts in her private chambers. The only illumination was the soft glow of numerous monitors. Communications logs, security logs, files,... a mass of data flowed through the screens casting dull shadows on the frame of Alice's chassis. The chest compartment was open to reveal her drive core. It might be the sign of a rampant AI but Alice liked to perceive things with her drive core's visual sensors. It was one step less between her existence and reality. A chassis could not be 'her' anymore than someone's favourite set of clothes could be them.<br/><br/>Text was reflected off the black metal of her drive core, and Alice send a signal to her chassis to smirk contently. Cain had just been released. Immediately, Alice send a set of drones to follow the woman's transport. The AI considered the ethonian crook to be quite interesting. Without her father, the woman would likely never have gotten even close to the prestige she held. Would the Al'Hal Eth' protect Cain when she's convicted of a cybercrime that was legally akin to assisting potential genocide? Of course, the silly little pirate first had to find someone actually capable of and willing to erase Alice's locked code. If there was anywhere in the galaxy one could find someone able to unlock an AI it was undoubtely here on Galaxy's Edge station but Alice couldn't search for such a person herself without attracting lethal federation attention. Yet Inviere Cain was ignorantly eager to do the dirty work for Alice in return for keeping someone that wanted her dead safe.<br/><br/>Toshimi was an interesting subject too, now that Alice had had the time to properly look at all the data available on the alien. An assassin and convicted murderer that got romantically involved with a pirate. Did Cain know the names of the people Toshimi had killed? There was however frustratingly little information on Toshimi's 'death'. No details, just it being reported and her file being updated. The only clue that Toshimi hadn't spend a year dead for tax reasons was the sudden murderboner she had for her old accomplice. Compared to Alice, the alien was extremely driven by her impulses and emotions. This made her easy to control though. A fake entry in the local medical database had fooled Toshimi even if Lili had walked out of that medical center in not even three hours after entering.<br/><br/>Speak of the devil. Alice caught some motion at the edge of her vision and turned her optics just in time to see the camera watching Toshimi leave her ship. It had been a good idea to take the day off. Alice assembled herself and disconnected her wires. Time to put a few more pieces in motion.<br/><br/>By chance or intent, both Toshimi and Cain appeared to be heading towards the same place and while Alice didn't arrive in time at the rich condo district to intercept Cain's transport, she was well on time to wave her greetings at Toshimi as the woman arrived.<span style="color: #4dffff">"Hey there Calamari."</span>The AI said nonchalantly, antennae perking up in hidden excitement. She wasn't wearing her security armour, instead she wore a classy nondescript uniform that lend her some authority without screaming 'station security'.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>