The Prime lead the two women through the corridors of the ship. She spoke with confidence and determination at what she had planned. "As a Master Assassin," She went on. "I am certain you have the ability to replicate and forge require documentations." "It is a required necessity when going into restricted sights." The woman responded evenly. Her expression as calm as a normal operation. "Four of my centurions are being modified to act and clothed as part of your security detail." "And enter a Starbase?" The Doctor gasped with alarm. "Are you aware of how high the security will be?" "Calm yourself, Doctor." The Prime chuckled lightly. "Everything is under control." She smiled broadly as they stepped through a set of large doors. "Everything thing will be set for your departure in the morning." "What?" Doctor Massey gasped. "You've been busy." the assassin remarked with her normal cool demeanor.