Rachel grabs the bottle of pills, throwing it over to the newcomer, watching as Olivia is carried away.
Shrugging, she heads back to her room, taking a seat at the desk in the room and leans back in the swivel chair, and shuts her eyes promptly. She was never one of the most 'active' people, laid back when she could help it.
A few days later..
*Miss, I am afraid you cannot leave Neoclex by any means.*
Rachel narrows her eyes slightly, not saying a word to the man. She merely looked at him as if waiting for him to talk more. He didn't. The man leaves quick enough, which Rachel was thankful for.
Rachel scoffs quietly to herself. Last time I do anything different for a change. Stiffling a small yawn, she reaches into her pocket and pulls out a PDA system, walking over to one of the bags she had, and retrieves a 10ft interface cable.
Walking over to where the chair was she was sitting on a few days ago, she pushes it to the side, to reveal a small port in the wall. Standard Issue for this kind of vessel. Made so you could hook up a terminal into the room, which connects to the ships network.
Connecting the two devices, she takes a seat on the chair which was moved a little to the side, and begins tapping lazily at the device. Three minutes later, her PDA screen reveals a large string of numbers, which causes her to smirk slightly. "Jettisoned, eh? That doesn't happen by accident, and i'm not a fun person when you irritate me." Tapping a few more keys, she imports the string of numbers to a second program installed in her PDA. Hitting the send key, she smirks and stows the system in her bag.
From afar, wherever her ship was jettisoned from, the screen lights up as it receives an external command. A specific string of numbers appears on the screen, and an automated system starts working, comparing the master key, to a bunch of generated key. A decoding process.
A few days later, Rachel has not been the most active person. Mainly working on her own PDA system with who knows what.
Stepping into the room hearing Olivia woke up, she walks over to her, crossing her arms in that silly position, eying her carefully. "You're up."
