I12DT - Your mission, since you ARE to accept it...

by **Aisha Khan** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 11:31 am

"Sounds good to me." Aisha replied.

by **Mariuset** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 11:32 am

"I also find it agreeable." Mariuset responded.

by **Stephanie Kaltiera** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 12:38 pm

Steph tapped a few notes into her tablet, smiling slightly.

"This should be fun to watch. Bring back any memories while planning it, Mr. Gabriel?" she mused to her partner.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 12:53 pm

Brigid nodded, still feeling a bit awkward being in her training uniform around everyone, and looking it.

"I can definitely do that," she said, trying to focus more on the task at hand.

by **Wayne Cole** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 2:41 pm

Wayne, who had been mostly silent, spoke up.

"We're not supposed to touch the guys, right? Nobody said anything about the ground AROUND the bastards?"

by **Theresa McMasters** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 2:50 pm

"I honestly can't say how they would take that, Wayne. It might still be considered offensive. Steve, you stick with me. I may need someone to shake me if I get lost." She looked at Wayne again, "How big an area can you affect? Could you keep a slick area behind us so they don't sneak up on us?"

by **Narrator** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 2:55 pm

The factory spread out inside the gate, taking up most of the area with it except for a couple alley-sized passages on either side. It was, literally, a large concrete box.

So far, without exploring, they could see that there were padlocked chains sealing the entrances, and no sign of movement just yet.

by **Wayne Cole** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 2:57 pm

Theresa McMasters wrote:"I honestly can't say how they would take that, Wayne. It might still be considered offensive. Steve, you stick with me. I may need someone to shake me if I get lost." She looked at Wayne again, "How big an area can you affect? Could you keep a slick area behind us so they don't sneak up on us?"

"Depends on how fast we're movin'. But I can keep the faggots off of our tail."

by **Calvin Strong** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 3:35 pm

Cal, meanwhile, had his eyes closed. "I'm getting transmissions around the sides of the building," he said.

by **Steve Jones** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 3:40 pm

Steve sent his extra senses out to search for nearby guards.

by **Lillian Clearwater** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 4:56 pm

After being assigned her partner Lillian looked around for her. "Aisha?" she whispered-though she wasn't really sure why.

by **Theresa McMasters** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 6:01 pm

"Let's go through the building then," she said, raising a fog around them as best she could to keep forms somewhat indistinct while not completely obscuring their own ability to see. "Alex, can you deal with the lock?"

by **Haley Crusek** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 6:01 pm

Haley looked in the directions of the buildings and put up a light TK shield the moved with the group in between the buildings Cal pointed out and them.

by **Alex Carpenter** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 6:19 pm

Alex walked up to the chains and grabbed them, expecting them to be easy.

And he quickly swore. "They're not steel. I think they're..." He looked them over, feeling the metal. "Titanium. Shit. I still can't do titanium."

by **Theresa McMasters** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 6:30 pm

"Who the hell spends money on titanium locks to lock up an abandoned factory? Okay, change of plans then, around the right side."

by **Aisha Khan** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 6:35 pm

Lillian Clearwater wrote:After being assigned her partner Lillian looked around for her. "Aisha?" she whispered-though she wasn't really sure why.

"I'm right beside you." she replied "Lets head out, I'll try to stay five feet to your right."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 7:13 pm

"...wait, I might be able to get these."

She walked up to the lock and put her hands on it for a moment.

by **Haley Crusek** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 7:26 pm

"And if you can't, Brig, I might be able to break it." Haley added.

by **Regan Rourke** » Fri Aug 23, 2013 10:27 pm

"Or we could just burn down the place and move on," Regan says.

by **Kay Haddock** » Sat Aug 24, 2013 1:36 am

"Why don't you and Molly fly around, see if you can spot anything."

by **Calvin Strong** » Sat Aug 24, 2013 1:44 am

"Try not to get shot," Cal said dryly, trying to pinpoint the drones a little more clearly.

by **Molly Malcolm** » Sat Aug 24, 2013 1:52 am

Molly sniffs. She looks like she has a little bit of a cold, "I could try."

by **Regan Rourke** » Sat Aug 24, 2013 1:56 am

"I'm fine where I am," Regan says with a shrug.

by **Narrator** » Sat Aug 24, 2013 2:01 am

Brigid would find that the padlock was... just an ordinary padlock. If it weren't made of titanium, it would seem like a standard, if a bit dated, padlock that could've been bought at a hardware store.

Steve would sense... SOMETHING. However he couldn't pinpoint things like the people's thoughts, their location, or an exact number, though it would feel like somewhere around eight of them. As this was probably his first brush with psi-shielding, this would probably be a confusing sensation for him.

He could also feel something different, something bigger and stranger, but farther ahead of them. Too far to really get a pinpoint on.

by **Theresa McMasters** » Sat Aug 24, 2013 8:26 am

"Flyers are less important right now if we can get into the building. Getting across the field it will be more important. Can you get us in, Brigid?"

by **Steve Jones** » Sat Aug 24, 2013 9:26 am

"Eight guards... I think... maybe more... and..." he said, concentrating.

He frowned worriedly, "...something else..."

by **Brigid Plunder** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 1:58 pm

"I need a hair pin..."

by **Wayne Cole** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 2:35 pm

"Sure, let me pop off to the bloody 1950s."

by **Kay Haddock** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 2:37 pm

Kay rolls her eyes and pulls a hairpin out of her hair, handing it to Brigid.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 2:41 pm

Brigid held the pin in one hand and the lock in the other and closed her eyes for a moment.

Then she went with a quick motion, setting the tumblers in the lock with the pin.

by **Narrator** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 4:58 pm

Brigid would find nothing complicated with this padlock. So long as she'd made progress in her practice, she should be able to pop it open as easily as disemboweling a velociraptor.

Inside the factory, the only lighting came from the emergency lights, making navigation hard. They entered into a cluster of offices, with the production floors ahead of them. Rows of machinery were still arranged on the floors, too outdated to be sold and too heavy to bother moving out.

Sounds echoed from the floors, very quiet footsteps combined with the quiet whirring of something mechanical.

by **Brigid Plunder** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 5:02 pm

Brigid threw off the chains, keeping the lock in-hand for the moment as she stood back up.

"Next."

by **Alex Carpenter** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 5:04 pm

Alex smirked as they started inside. "Sure, this you'll get cocky about," he teased quietly as he looked around.

by **Haley Crusek** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 5:17 pm

Haley followed cautiously, seeing if she could pull off what Steve did and find any minds waiting to shoot at them.

by **Aisha Khan** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 6:11 pm

Aisha walked ahead of the group, scouting for danger.

by **Marcie Tiboldt** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 6:23 pm

Mars crept forward, keeping her bow and arrow at the ready in case of trouble.

by **Regan Rourke** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 6:28 pm

Regan jumped up on one of the larger pieces of machinery, clinging onto the side with her claws.

"What a load of old crap," Regan says.

by **Narrator** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 6:56 pm

As if in answer, a paintball smacked into the machine next to Regan's hand. Other shots began coming in from the rafters at the group... from the angle coming from somewhere up in the shadows in the corner to their right.

by **Lillian Clearwater** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 7:02 pm

Lillian followed Aisha's example and made her way to the front of the group. She shifted into the domestic cat form she had become familiar with recently.

'Please don't step on me. Please don't step on me' She pleaded with her mind as she weaved between the others busy feet to catch up to Aisha.

Night vision was a strange thing.

by **Steve Jones** » Mon Aug 26, 2013 7:11 pm

Steve reflexively pulled Theresa, who was closest, into cover.

"They should have at least given us something to shoot back with!"

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