Vahni Dahawan
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"Glad we understand each other." Vahni releases TRS and goes to the rest of the group to get briefed on the situation.
Vahni pulls the old woman aside before she leaves to tie up her loose ends, saying, "I don't know if the others discussed this with you, ma'am, but if we do this for you, could you do us a favor in return and hand over that data your alter ego stole? The Society is interested in how Bluerise Tower actually ended up getting this level of legal impunity, as our resident researchers have turned up nothing. This information might help us get to the bottom of that particular mystery, and, quite frankly, the Starfinders need all the wins we can get right now. It's either something very illegal, in which case it'll boost our PR by giving it up to the Stewards or station authorities to handle; or it happened during the Gap, which falls squarely in our interests. If you give the data as a sign of cooperation, I'm fairly certain it'll smooth the process of getting your grandson Society protection."
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Vahni scrolls down their list of Platinum-Tier subscribers on Absalom Station, thoughtfully hemming and hawing over the best candidates. Finally, they set aside a few and set up a video conference.
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"Hey there, guys, gals, and nonbinary pals! So, what do you call a hacker with situational amnesia and dementia?" Vahni pauses, letting the fans time in with their punchlines, genuinely chuckling at a few of them. "Answer is: not a joke, and actually a very serious matter I need you to help me out with." They sigh, rubbing the back of their head. "So, I'm finally on my Commencement after those shenanigans on Akiton, and one of my verification missions is to help out this hacker who stole some very, very interesting data and keep her from getting killed by Bluerise Tower goons. Problem is, she's very, very old, and the cybernetics that help her deal with her degenerative brain disease have the teensy side effect of occasionally causing her to black out and revert to her old persona. She's in no shape to avoid the corps, and I'd rather not see a relatively innocent little old lady beaten to death. Plus, she has a grandson, and chances are the corps are going to come after him too. Right now, we're setting her up with a new life, disposing of her old one, and getting her grandson Society protection.
"The former is why I need your help. Here's the deal: she needs a support network and a plausible group of friends to help her out and avoid scrutiny. If you're willing to help me here, then I'll throw in lifetime Platinum Subscriptions plus some good ol' fashioned warm fuzzies. Whaddya say?"
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19