Chapter 2: The First Mandate

Sioux nods and take out her wrist computer from her handbag, and slap it on her wrist.
From it she tries to get acces to the cameras, with the goal of identifying as many guests as possible with some facialreconision software.
She does have the entire Starfinder employee database on it allready, so thoses faces she markes in green.
Then the celebrities, with a high media profile, will be marked in blue
While it still leaves a lot of people, a great deal have already been excluded and she shows off her results to others. Do you have any other suggestions on how we can narrow the suspect pool some more?

Xiordin's keen senses light up, working at odds with his sensitivity to bright lights, as he searches the crowd. "We don't have enough time to begin a proper investigation at the last crime scene. Without further information, we'll have to make do with attempting to spot the assasin before they can strike. Look for weapons, shifty behavior, and anyone doing any intense studying of the First Seeker "

Radaszam shakes his head, "I don't think the assassin is here. We've got so much security on this place right now it would be insane to make a move now. We do think we've identified them as a female android named Triloteya and we've got an address we want you to investigate over in Sparks. If the assassin isn't there, you have my permission to scour the place for clues on what her plan is. If she is there, take her down and bring her in if possible."Sioux looks over the cameras, but doesn't spot anyone that look particularly suspicious at this point

"Of course, Radaszam. We'll see what we can find out, track her down, and make sure everything goes smoothly. We won't let you down."

Xiordin nods. Field agents, that's where our skills lie. "At once."

Sioux lets her program run on the guests, but go to find her bag with her normal gear.
Give me 5 minutes to get out of this dress, then I'm ready
She returns in her more practical outfit

Scrap nods eagerly, ready to go when everyone else is.

Security in and around the building seems more than sufficient. Radaszam's confidence does not seem misplaced as far as you can tell.

It's not a long trip to the neighborhood known as Sparks. You take an elevator down Absalom's "spike", the portion descending far below the main upper portion of the station, and then take a few more increasingly industrial elevators until you arrive in the neighborhood.

The air carries a distinctive metallic tang of mechanical industry, sharp chemical smells, and the stale odors of countless living beings crammed into too-tight spaces. The corrugated metal corridors are cramped, with ceilings only 10 feet high and lit only with stark LED lighting strips; the grinding, clanging, clattering sounds of countless engineers at work carry through the halls. You aren't alone in the area as other creatures of all varieties move through the corridors, but you blend easily into the diverse crowd.

Eventually, you arrive at the address Radaszam provided you. The plated floor gives way to a stretched octagonal chamber rising from the floor to the cramped ceiling. The reinforced industrial access doors admit entry into the chamber from the east and west. Windows obscured by holoadvertisements give fragmented glimpses into the interior of the chamber, which otherwise remains hidden from view.

The entry doors to the building are solid metal, but there is a touchpad next to the door. It's lit up a dim, flickering red indicating that the door is currently locked.

"Sioux, can you get us through this door? Perhaps, both doors before we enter, then we could make entry in pairs. It wouldn't do for us to catch this would-be assassin only for them to run out the opposite side."

Sioux goes to the door, and connect her wrist computer to the doorlock interface and sends off some simple commands

door_lock(open){
authorisation : "admin" ,
password: "admin"
}

Xiordin tightens his armor as he leans beside the door. He draws his sword. An archaic weapon it is but a proxy, a training amalgam to this true power.

"Remember, we're looking for a female android named Triloteya."

Sioux makes the connection to the door and immediately recognizes that the terminal has been trapped. Before proceeding, she carefully disables the trigger for the trap and then unlocks the door. The first thing you notice inside the sparsely decorated room are two flying creatures chewing on wires sticking out of the wall. They immediately notice the door open and begin flapping your way.

Oh shit!

Xiordin grabs his sword by the hilt, ready to slice these flying terrors a new one!

Soryn immediately prepares himself at seeing the creatures. He quickly fumbles out a syringe and jabs it into Xiordin. "Thank me later," he says.

Scrap readies hersef and Bolt, tapping in a command before drawing her weapon.

Bolt fires it's cannon.