<div class="floatleft">(http://orig05.deviantart.net/fb07/f/2013/081/3/8/girl_by_bcnyart-d5yxxss.jpg)</div>Shard braced herself on a handhold as the<em>Dianoga</em>shuddered. It was odd for someone to chase after an escape pod like this; if they really wanted it, they would've just picked it up, no? She glanced down at her slowly rousing patient. You're an interesting one. Her eyes narrowed. No, not her. Their pursuers chasing after the pod or its contents didn't make sense. It had been drifting for ages. If they could track the pod now, they could've tracked it earlier. And if they needed the passenger dead before pickup, there were easier ways to kill people. So that meant they were here for-<br/><br/>Hmm...<br/><br/>No, it couldn't be that; she'd been very thorough. Most likely target was another member of the crew. Wouldn't be surprising if the Captain or First Mate had made enemies, what with the smuggling. The mirialan could easily have enemies as well. Very recent enemies, given what happened in the cantina. Farradin hadn't cheated anyone. Not recently, anyway.<br/><br/>Hmm...<br/><br/>Shard made her way back to the pod, occasionally stumbling as the ship shook. She started poking around once inside, looking for anything unusual. Nothing. The systems were all dead, long drained of power. No hidden panels, no secret compartments, nothing apart from piles of discarded survival ration packets. Nothing except the droid.<br/><br/>She turned around and unplugged it from the power conduit. Some sort of... scout? She picked up the droid and slowly made her way back to the medbay. There were power conduits there. True, there might be some in the cargo bay proper, but there were<em>definitely</em>some in the medbay. After dumping the awkwardly large droid on the ground, she grabbed a recharging cable.<br/><br/>"Let's see what you know, little guy..."