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| - "I am so glad to be out of that dress!" Asana shouted, walking into the main computer room aboard the Traverser-class vessel Mally. Danstari and Emra were already working in with the computers consolidating the images that were captured of the crime scene into one large file. The lieutenant smiled as the Twi'lek entered, watching her sashay toward a computer in the corner with her name written above it on a yellow paper placard. "That's not your office," Danstari sarcastically replied. "Nope," Asana retorted. "And this isn't yours!" The two laughed as Danstari kept his eye on the Twi'lek, watching her type on a keypad. He began to daydream about how someone as beautiful as Asana ended up in such a rugged and disturbing field as forensics. He simply did not understand her enjoyment of what she did for a living. "Spaced?" Asana asked, now standing with her face mere centimeters from his, although her eyes only met his chin. She laughed, walking away leaving Danstari to wonder what he missed. Hearing Emra beep, he turned and looked at the small silver-colored droid. "What?" he asked, almost mean-spiritedly. The droid cooed and beeped, before itself leaving the computer room. Danstari was left gazing upon the room which was devoid of all but mechanical life. The computers, each active, showing images or star charts, except one. To the right of the entry way and against the far wall was computer three. Still cycling across the screen were a series of individuals next to one static image. The image to the left, of the lone Human man was chilling. "I didn't know Delwynn had a suspect," Danstari remarked, aloud. "I wonder what she has on him." Rather than messing with the computer, he turned and accessed the data files from the crime scene. Continuing his out-loud discourse with himself, he added, "Well, there's nothing here on that man. Just blood splats, smudges, prints, and…" Danstari paused. Looking at one of the pictures, he noticed something odd. The outline of Regueny was clearly seen once his body was removed due to the spraying of blood. Yet, there was another outline. Not as large, no. But, it appeared to be from another being. Taking a pointer, he began to trace the gap in the splatter. As he traced, the outline was not perfect, but it clearly showed something more column-like in shape. "A droid!" the lieutenant shouted. "A maintenance droid. There were none in that hallway at all." Grabbing at his communicator, he contacted Delwynn. "Boss… boss…" "Danstari," Delwynn said through the device. "I was looking at the blood on the wall near Regueny. I think I know why part of him wasn't covered in blood." "Why?" "He was shielded by something. When I outlined the gap in the blood after we moved Regueny, it had a cylinder-shape to part of it." "And?" "That doesn't fit Regueny's position, boss. I think one of the building's maintenance droids was in there." "Why do you say that, Danstari?" "Remember, there were none in the hallway at all. It was completely quiet." "They may not have been running, lieutenant." "Maybe not, boss, but I think it is worth a look." "Did you tend to Gallien?" "No, I didn't yet." "Well, take care of that first." "Okay, boss." "Good work, Danstari." The communicator went silent and the lieutenant left the computer lab, en route to the chamber where Gallien was being held. He wondered how the young lady was doing, given the fact she had sat alone in the holding room for hours. Arriving outside of where Gallien was interred, across the hall from the interrogation room, he depressed a button and a small viewscreen lit up. "Boss really has some nice gadgets on this ship," he said aloud. "I wonder how she managed this." He noticed Gallien was soundly sleeping and decided to leave her alone. The young woman had enough trouble, he thought. Plus, he did not want to wake her while unattended; He did not want any appearance of impropriety. He may have been a bit of a fêtard, but he definitely had no hope of advancement as the pilot for Senator Valorum. Having his assignment shifted to Delwynn's command offered him an excellent chance to move up the ranks of the Judicial Forces. Maybe he would even find that he enjoyed this investigative work. Although, he definitely did not enjoy seeing the crime scene inside the convention center. Perhaps he, himself, should take a quick rest before Delwynn returned. Deciding it wise, he turned and walked toward his quarters. Inside the room that Asana called her 'lab,' the Twi'lek was also working dutifully at the evidence she had collected. She took her equipment and began testing the droplets of blood, allowing a computer to scan and analyze them. It would take a couple of hours for the test results to finish. Her initial test was to see if the blood splatter was the same as the droplets found in the kitchen. With that test in motion, she turned her attention to the prints from the kitchen. Hopefully she would catch a break and discover who else had been in that room with Senator Regueny. Maybe she could also figure out who this mysterious head of EIE was. That would be the perfect break. Asana continued checking the prints and running them through her second computer. After a checking each print against Republic databases, she came up nearly empty. Nothing seemed to match any living being. Coming to the last of the prints, she remarked that it did seem like it had been created by a Rodian. She did not remember seeing a Rodian in the room itself and Delwynn did not mention them having taken Regueny to that spot. Yet, the print had been found in the kitchen, the back way into the crime scene. Maybe the Rodians were waiting in ambush. Or, maybe they were simply guarding the back way in. The computer beeped as it searched the database for the Rodian print. Asana had narrowed the search to all Rodians—the trillions that lived in the galaxy. After only ten minutes, the computer came back with a match: Baula Gula, a female Rodian bounty hunter who was registered with the Bounty Hunter's Guild. Looking up the background information, Asana noted that the Rodian had two brothers. Two brothers who were also in the Bounty Hunter's Guild. Ecstatic to have found the identities of the Rodians who had attacked them on Qina, Asana danced around her lab, bopping her head from side to side. After a moment of cheering, she calmed herself and prepared to contact Delwynn. The team had already been on Eriadu for nearly thirteen hours already. Three of those hours had been spent just recently in the ship for the Twi'lek. Perhaps she could tell Delwynn when she returned rather than bother her while she was dealing with the medical examiner, if that being had even arrived yet. Deciding to simply take a short nap, she double checked the computer that was still testing the blood. Satisfied that it was working properly, she sent a brief text message to Delwynn, noting the names of the Rodians, and then curled on the pillow in the corner. A short sleep overtook her quickly.
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