The second floor door leading to the Security Office and the main Research Lab is locked. An electronic keypad remains intact, and shouting is heard from beyond the door.
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The second floor door leading to the Security Office and the main Research Lab is locked. An electronic keypad remains intact, and shouting is heard from beyond the door.
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O-Yama turns to the others with a creak of hardened flesh, the corpse yoroi bulging beneath the uniform provided by Twist. "We cannot hesitate. They're quick and efficient. We must move with all due haste."
He draws the bow from his back, ready to shoot an arrow into the first person they saw before closing into melee. Drawing an arrow, he nocks it and draws it tight, his enhanced strength making it no issue to his dead muscles.
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Akim nods at the experienced warrior and draws both his pistols, aiming them at the door and waiting.
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Presence
Striking Looks
Twist frowns at the electronic key pad. Next time they obtain a traitor they must remember to get access codes from him as well. She pulls two knives and flips them so that she can snag the tips of each. Cocking her wrists back she waits and nods at O-Yama in understanding.
She just hopes that they actually come through this door and that the noises aren't coming from scared researchers now going to hide out in the research lab.
"If they don't open the doors, do we have to be subtle?" Peter asks. "Because I think I can get us through in a pinch."
He moves closer, taking a position against the wall right next to the doorway and flexes his claws, ready for more up-close and personal social interactions.
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"It would be best to leave it intact behind us, in case we need to seal it later." Of coruse, for that they would likely need to figure out the code. Thankfully, Mekhet were well-suited to operations such as this. At least until they reached the point where they involved fire. So he placed his hand on the keypad; attuning his senses to pick up on the psychic impressions left on the object, to determine its past. And hopefully, to determine the combination.
The Spirit's Touch
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Ishani moves up the line to stand next to Wilhelm. She is relatively sure that he will be able to get the security code, however someone still needs to watch his front since he would be going into a trancelike state. She waits for the door to come flying open any second and wants to be prepared to fend off the first person who tries to come through.
Belatedly, she thinks of Hatori's bow and shifts slightly to one side. No sense in ruioning his shot if she can avoid it, but right now she would prefer a more in-your-face approach. She waits to see if Wilhelm can pull it off or if she'll have to get the code the hard way.
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Saul stays silent and vigilant, his hand on the trigger, ready to go.
Wilhelm has a vision of the recently-reprogrammed code, and the group is soon through the door. Beyond, there are three offices, each with the door shut. The names Dr. Grimm, Dr. Brammer, and Dr. Mularkey are inscribed on the name plaques. Saul points that forward, around the corner, is the security office. Before they can get there, though, three researchers come running round the corner, screaming for help, and seeing the guard uniforms worn, they run right up to the Kindred.
"What's going on?"
"Are we under attack?"
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