With the door shut, Saren flopped down on the cell's little bed.  Laren stayed standing and started pacing back and forth.  Neither said anything out loud, but a silent argument flowed between them.<br/><br/>{So much for your terrific plan!  What do we do now?} asked Laren.<br/><br/>Saren leaned back in the bed.  {Hey, my plan got us off the planet and away from the Doctor.}  Both twins gave a little shiver at the memory of their creator.  He had not been a compassionate man.  {Anyway, at least we're still headed to the station, like you said.}<br/><br/>{Yeah, and when we get there we'll probably be handed over to somebody and slapped in jail.  I wanted to see the galaxy, not the inside of a cell.  I guess it's just our luck we picked the ship with the galaxy's angriest captain.}<br/><br/>Saren sent a burst of silent laughter across their link.  {He's probably not the angriest captain in the whole galaxy, but he does seem pretty peeved.  I can almost hear him thinking how annoyed he is with us, he's that mad.  I could have hoped to be caught by somebody a little nicer.}<br/><br/>{I could have hoped to not be caught at all.  But yeah.}<br/><br/>They paused, both considering the circumstances they'd fallen into.  Then Saren shivered again, but this time not with remembered fear.  {It's cold in here.  I'm going to mess with the atmospheric controls.}  She went over to the panel that Captain Altair had pointed out and tapped a few keys.  {Oh hey!  This thing's got a line to the ship's computer,} she said.<br/><br/>{Really?  Can you do anything with it?}<br/><br/>{It's not a proper computer panel, so I don't have actual access to any programs but the room controls, but I think I can get it to interface directly with the computer, so once I set the controls to warm the place a bit, I'm going to see if I can talk to it.  If it's a proper AI it might be interested in chatting, and if it's a dumb computer I can probably hack into it and get some information on the ship, maybe have a look at its sensors, stuff like that.}<br/><br/>{Well, you have fun with that.  I'm going to do some katas.}  Laren took a stance in the center of the small space and started stretching, preparing to do what martial arts practice she could with the limited room.  Saren, meanwhile, was happily punching things into the little keypad.<br/><br/>Some time passed.  After a few minutes Saren made a little noise of satisfaction.  {I'm in!  Now let's see what I can find out...}  The faint click of the keypad's keys filled the room.  The noise wasn't loud, but it was continuous, and eventually Bakh, the guard, peered into the room.  He was familiar with those controls, and that was a lot more typing than anybody could possibly need just to change the temperature or light level.  The girl had to be up to something.  For a moment his scowl was nearly as deep as his captain's had been.  He was going to have to notify somebody that something was going on.