If we haven't gone far, then we can get to my ship back at the station. Maybe they picked it up and brought it along? I know my suit is on board somewhere." Here shr is, talking as if the droid is her ally and going with her. She looks at it for a moment. "You want off here too?" She asks "and yes, the suit is special. Gives me a lot if enhancements. You might even like seeing me in it, pervert."

She steps closer to the droud, reaching to adjust her bikini. "Can you tell where we are? Got any computer access or anything? If you do, can you look for my ship and my suit?"

“Well, yeah, getting off the ship is great seeing I did not belong here though it is likely that my Master is dead and I'm obsolete.” It looked her over again.

“But I bet it can't beat your birthday suit.” It chuckled though that sort of talk may have stemmed from a perverted Master in the past. “Give me a sec ...”

It hit a few keys on the computer, files flashed at speeds she could not possibly keep up with.

“Oh, convenient … we're still close to the station, only about two hours out though with the course and direction of the ship ...”

It paused. “Your suit is here at the labs, we are in hyperspace though we aren't going too fast. I have pulled up a list of possible destinations relative to our trajectory and where other celestial objects will be. In less than an hour we get close to a comet. A wild thought but escaping then, landing on it and powering down for a bit might be possible if sensors here are blinded until we could make it from point A to B. A lot needs to be done though it is manageable.”

"I need my suit." She says. "I can't leave without it. You want off here and to remain active, you help me get it back and get a ship." She pokes around the deactivated droids as she speaks, looking for something that might serve as a better weapon than a fire extinguisher.

It's at that point that she pauses and looks towards the droid. "Someone let me out. The guard left and my cell deactivated. Is there anyone on this ship that would be sympathetic?" Maybe it wouldn't know but perhaps there would be a record of some sort.

“Well, if you let me watch you change … alright, alright, getting the suit is easy enough. I can send commands to have it moved to the hanger and loaded up on one of the shuttles or cruisers. Shuttle I am guessing since we do not have a crew capable of handling one of the cruisers.

“Most droids do not question their orders save for the ones with AI and even then only suspicious ones. Getting it ready to be transported for further study elsewhere is not too unusual given the various hideouts and facilities that provide for better studies or droids specialized in other departments. All and all this is a battleship first so unessential droids are left elsewhere.”

Picking through the droids she would find several designed for maintenance. Several had tools of various sorts, attached to grapler arms or retractable though with a little work she could manage to get a few things, small blades though something as complex as blow torches and arc wielders would have no power source if removed.

If she were more technically sound she may have been capable of fashioning something from the droids though the AI perked up. “Hm ...” That was unusual and it got to work on tapping a few buttons.

“One of two possibilities. The first being that someone snuck aboard this ship. Records indicate that it was recently docked at that station so I calculate that if that is the case it occurred then. The other being that you were deliberately let out. I've run a life signs scan of the ship and only three are here, yourself and two Hel'Corian. Given the materials of his cybernetic body it is easy to determine that one is Ven. The other is probably Cinder. Both are on the bridge though releasing you makes no sense.

“If you have an unseen ally it would have to be inorganic. I can determine that a power conduit is offline … well destroyed more likely since if it were just off I could turn it back on from this station. There are several areas where that power source could have been disabled. Engineering though it is crowded wouldn't be the only place if it was just localized. There are various power stations that divert power throughout the ship. Usually though you would have to take out several or disable the system at the source as a system will switch which station it draws power from if it is cut off.

“But,” it scanned down her form once more, “I can see why they would want you back, whoever they are. I'm going to go out on a limb here and guess you're an agent, local or ADD?”

"You don't have the equipment to properly appreciate watching me change." She says, digging through a bit more of the droids. She can't carry much, not dressed like this, and is limited to a few small blades. If she can get close, she can cut lines or something, maybe destroy some hydraulics. "Get my suit to a shuttle then. Then me and you, we can sneak over and first chance we get, er hop off this thing."

She pauses to look at the Droid and then shrugs. Doesn't matter who our help is if we can't find them. Entirely possible it was just coincidence that I got out too. And yes, I'm ADD. You want to come back to the station with me? Better than staying here and being shut off again. "

“Oh, I think I am more than capable of enjoying that image. Sending the commands now … it should be there within five minutes. However, we still have to drop the ship out of hyperspace to effect an escape from the hanger.

“I would recommend taking out the primary system about that time and it wouldn't hurt to knock out the long range sensors either. With the sensors out locating us will be more difficult though they could still deploy fighters and use there scans at least they have a chance of missing use. Likely it will give us a well needed head start since the fighters are so much quicker. With the primary system down we can avoid the droids in the hanger. The fighter droids will be unaffected but will not react unless they have orders or we interfere with them.

“One of the basic laws of robotics, self preservation, though most droids cannot harm organics even at the cost of their destruction save for the military types. I see that you are scrounging, tools or weapons? Weapons I can get from here. While uncommon the AI do not have in-built weapons and thus sometimes are armed before being deployed to a ship. It's a toss up between that option when security droids aren't deployed in great number. I can get you a pistol or rifle.

“Too bad about being part of the ADD. That means I probably won't see you as a pin up in a calendar any time soon. A piety … but yes, I'll go provided I am not memory wiped or dismantled. Your unseen benefactor may make an appearance but there's no use to worrying about that.”

It had occurred to her then that he was using contractions. Most droids, even AI, didn't use them.

"Rifle." She says with a nod. "And some explosives? Nothing big enough to breach the ship though. And how do I go about disabling those things? Where are they? Can I reasonably sneak that far in a short enough time to do it?" She turns to face the droid again, hands on her hips. She studies it for a long time before she speaks again.

"We won't wipe you. But, you have to tell me...just what are you? You don't talk or act like any droid I've ever seen before. How did you end up here on this ship?" It's almost a shame that it is a droid. She could almost use the proper company once they do get into space. Flight can get lonely after all...

She adjusts her bikini again as that thought trickles through, scowling at herself and shaking her head to clear it. She must have spent more time with Ven than she had thought...or something else she had experienced is acting up. Those damn nipple rings could be putting ideas into her head. For that matter, the one that had put them there had threatened to come back for her if she didn't do enough to...to fill them within a year.

The droid tapped a few keys bringing up the schematics of the battleship. A quick look revealed that there were three hangers, on either side and the lower deck. The ones port and starboard where smaller though the entire lower deck was dedicated to it. The ship was pretty big as the droid pointed out where they were now, the detention center and just some of those power stations.
from what she could there were four.

“There are two armories either side of the ship, here and here. Since the security droids have in-built weapons there are a few kept there since the AI can fight in a pinch. It may be a battleship but still, the ADD is a viable threat and it is just one ship, granted there are fighters but it's not as if Ven has a fleet under his command. I've seen some of the finances and with the upkeep of all his droids and this one ship it is unlikely that will be a danger any time soon. Correction. He does have cruisers on board but they are not cruisers in the typical sense, larger shuttles is more fitting.”

There was a brief pause as to her question before the droid spun around in his chair to face her. “Well over a bottle of champagne I guess I could tell you and I have no secrets about it but it's a little complicated. The short of it is that I am a prototype and taken as part of pirate booty when Ven attacked my Master and I.

He spun back about pointing and tracing his hand over a particular path. “If we use this route it takes us by an armory where you can get some weapons. Other than rifles and blasters I am uncertain or the exact ordnance though there's bond to be some explosives, probably a box of grenades or some such. This is probably the best route since it passes by the section's engineering grid and is closer to the hanger though once we disable to hyperdrive we do not have long before another section just supplies power. First we'll drop back to real space, they can invoke it again practically straight away but if their standard practice holds up they will at least delay to find out what the problem is. Did Ven appear urgent, assuming that you have met him?”

Vidalia thinks for a moment and then shrugs. "I think we were on our way to meet someone. I was rather distracted at the time... he had me bound to a railing and was trying to break me. Was having a discussion with someone over a comm channel too." I doubt he's in enough hurry to jump right back into hyperspace, but we will need to be quick."

She steps forwards to look at the path he had drawn out, nodding her head. "This will do. Also, you can't drink champagne, but I guess I can. Get us a bottle on board." She smirks at him and gestures to the door. "You don't have to sneak but I do, so let's get on with it. Every second takes us farther from where we need to be."

“Oh, I never said I could but if you got drunk yourself, well who knows?” It was incapable of grinning though she got the feeling if he were an organic he would have been doing so. It stood though. “But he is in no hurry, this is good.”

It nodded and lead the way. It did not need to hide though no one was looking for her currently either. That other AI must have been kept busy or figured she wasn't going nowhere and thus there was no need to rush . For the most part all she saw were droids that were not combat models. Those were probably at sensitive areas or on standby in areas that they would need to respond too. Had she not seen the schematics she could have ruled that there were few droids, it was a large ship. Another thing was that it may have had a lot of features automatized.

When getting to the armory and ensuring it was safe the AI accessed the door whisking her inside. There was a lock but the door was not too secure and computerized at that.

After all a mutiny wasn't likely and Ven probably only kept it locked in the event that any prisoners got free. Still it was a minor hindrance but there were about a dozen each of blasters both pistols and rifles. There was a small case of grenades, one grenade launcher and what amounted to a man-sized cannon certainly heavy artillery.

“Gear up. The engineering section does have some security models, four I think. Most of the other droids are noncombat models. How should we handle them? That case there has enough equipment too for me to fashion a bomb with enough of a delay so it goes off about the time we are making our arrival at the hanger.”

Vidalia scowls at the droid but follows him. She's a little nervous at first, but since she's walking with a droid, then she figures the other droids must assume she's being escorted somewhere. Thankfully it's not too far to walk to the armory and they don't encounter any trouble on the way there. She slips inside, locking the door for what good it would do. She looks over the weaponry inside, nodding her head as she picks up a rifle and feels the weight of it in her hands. "This should do." she says. "But I can hardly carry it. You'll have to. A droid sees me armed, it might sound an alarm." She looks towards her partner in crime and nods. "Yes, something with a delay would do the job, but otherwise I think we have to leave most of this behind. Can't carry it and too much will look suspicious."

It nods. “While it may look suspicious for me to go about armed only other AI will question it, either to myself or silently. There shouldn't be much of an issue, however.”

After making a few adjustments by tools that come out of it's fingers the droid has a panel slide open on it's chassis having internal storage where it places two of the grenades. They are hidden away, as are the retractable tools.

“Four droids at the engineering section. You haven't ask so I assume you are aware. Droids aren't organics. I can destroy them if ordered to. But now we have a bit of a problem. I have no Master. I am an AI though and need no such thing so I suppose it really isn't an issue at all. Shall something happen I can show you how to gain access to the grenades and set them with a delayed fuse so the speak.

“Do you have a preference as to a course of action?”

Vidalia rakes a pistol as well, offering it to the droid. "There enough room in there for this? " provided there is, then she stows it as well before thinking for a few moments.

"Ok, best thing, I think, is to set a delayed explosive in there with enough fuse on it to get us to the shuttle. I'd prefer to do that without making a lot of noise, if possible. I want the ship unaware until it's too late to stop us. Once we're out, we will just have to see where we are, hopefully close enough to make it back to the station and my ship...or at least close enough to send a remote signal. Thete should be add support thete soon as well."

It opens up the compartment fitting the pistol inside as well then nods. “We'll have a fight at the hanger possibly. It may be possible just to rush through there to a shuttle but the hanger shield still needs to be dropped. Droid recovery time to surprise is quick and while nothing might pay us any attention until the shield drops to let us out of the hanger when normal operation has the shield up to ward off hazards.

“We could walk to a shuttle though without drawing any sort of attention. I could possibly rig up a charge to blow the computers responsible in raising the shields and we can just go but there's no telling what might happen once we get started.”

Just then the door opened. She had locked it but it was opened either by hack or code, though the suddenness took them off guard initially there were weapons here but before she could bring her rifle to bare she recognized the small baseball sized droid that hovered there. It was the same one that she had used briefly back at the station, or rather others.

Granted, there were no other organics but if the others managed to send aid in the form of the droid it was better than nothing. Besides, the others had no combat experience and would have gotten in her way. Sneaking away with others in tow would have been too difficult so her best guess was that Ven only took her and that device … that's right, there was that battery but what could be done about that if anything when the whole point was to escape and she was quite out numbered now, not that she was before.

Vidalia tenses when the door opens, turning towards the intruder before letting out a small laugh. "Well, that explains why I'm free." She says, holding her hand out for the droid. "Could this little guy disable the hyper drive you think? Or maybe the shield? Would make things easier for us in the long run. Once the shield is down, we've just got to hit it hard and put as much distance as we can between us and this ship. Could we drop the shield and then bring it back up and lock it? Might slow them down a little bit."

She bites her lower lip for a moment and then nods. "Either way, we gotta plant the charge on the drive first."