Yvain had talents Alex did not possess. She nodded approvingly as the doors slide open after his tinkering. His centuries of life out stripped her single century. It was a reminder to remain focused. She could not become complacent in her studies. “Always.” She smirked as she walked into the interior of the tower. Her mind spread out, searching for life. There was no mistaking the bustling security of the Governor’s tower. There was life stationed all throughout and a tension humming beneath it all. She tried to piece it together but there was simply too much overlap. With time, she may have been able to isolate where the guards were stationed…they did not have time.
Alex began to walk through the halls. They needed to find the security station to shut off any cameras or other unfortunate recording devices. Again, she was fairly certain she knew the general direction. There was a buzzing bundle of life one floor down that vibrated with vigilance. That must have been the security room. They needed to find stairs.
As the Jedi reached a cross section, Alex slowed to slowly peek around the corner. Two guards stood lounging in the hallway. The Governor was more paranoid than she thought. Alex reached out in the Force, gently touching the minds of the guards. They were not strong willed. She suspected the ruler of the Capital selected his thugs for obedience not independence. It was easy enough to push thoughts into their thoughts. Turn away…see nothing. They turned to look down a different hallway, allowing the Jedi to slip past. Alex quickly found a stairwell door, opening it and heading down. One step at a time.
@Braden Drake