They were right...they would never get past Rugby Security. After all, Intelligence and Operations has been tracking the band of misfits since their loud proclamations in Tankup's
The holograms dissolved around the foolhearty would-be-thieves. No computer. No hacking. No fooling any security. Such things would, after all, be nigh impossible in a demilitarized starbase of just about the strongest military force in the known galaxies. Such a thing would, after all, be considered a joke by the very warriors who have managed to hack into alien technology with ease. Such an act would prove itself completely futile with the existence of AI roaming the Rugbian networks.
The misfits found themselves, not in the Command Center at all, but surrounded by a grinning security force with various sundry hardware and projectile weaponry trained on their cornered forms in what was actually the Holo-Rooms....
