Corporate Defiance
- Thread starter Azaar
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[sblock=OOC]Again, my apologies, guys. This past week has been almost hellish, and the coming weeks will only be more of the same. Not helping that I think I'm coming down with something. Still, I shall try to push on.[/sblock]
Cayla is the last to enter, looking at R.C. for a moment before a fleeting smile appears. Then she slides into the pilot seat, starting up the transport and running through a checklist she has committed to memory. "Strap yourselves in, if you haven't already," she calls back. "Hopefully I've worked out the kinks, so the ride won't be too bumpy." A brief pause. "That, by the way, was an attempt at humor."
The lift beneath the speeder truck ascends, moving from the confines of the cell base of operations into the hangar area reserved for the Seventh Heaven Cantina. Once the lift locks into place, Cayla flips a switch, and the hangar door opens.
The trip is uneventful, though it takes nearly twenty minutes to reach the Gentech facility itself -- mostly because Cayla has just enough of a paranoid streak (and in Sector, who doesn't?) to take side routes on a couple of occasions, moving between three different major traffic flows before settling into position.
Upon reaching the objective, Cayla begins to ascend towards the rooftop, flipping another switch. The dull roar of the speeder truck suddenly goes silent, and the interior goes dark. Moments later, the transport comes to a stop, and Cayla hits the hover switch, unstrapping and sliding out of the pilot seat. Moving towards the rear of the truck, where the computer rig is, she taps a small panel, bringing down the syntherope liquid chamber and opening the floor beneath it.
She pulls out a couple of small discs, and hands them to Cyd. "Just stick the disc in. I have a tracer program that will allow me to access the mainframe." She then looks around. "I'll be manning the boards, as it were. The sensor mask and stealth runners I installed on the transport should keep me safe enough. Good luck, be careful, and try to come back in one piece." She gestures towards the syntherope liquid chamber as she moves back to her computer rig, taking a seat and bringing the system online. "The ventilation system will shut down in two minutes -- standard operating procedure for Gentech. Get ready, and I'll give you the signal once the vents shut down."
Cayla is the last to enter, looking at R.C. for a moment before a fleeting smile appears. Then she slides into the pilot seat, starting up the transport and running through a checklist she has committed to memory. "Strap yourselves in, if you haven't already," she calls back. "Hopefully I've worked out the kinks, so the ride won't be too bumpy." A brief pause. "That, by the way, was an attempt at humor."
The lift beneath the speeder truck ascends, moving from the confines of the cell base of operations into the hangar area reserved for the Seventh Heaven Cantina. Once the lift locks into place, Cayla flips a switch, and the hangar door opens.
The trip is uneventful, though it takes nearly twenty minutes to reach the Gentech facility itself -- mostly because Cayla has just enough of a paranoid streak (and in Sector, who doesn't?) to take side routes on a couple of occasions, moving between three different major traffic flows before settling into position.
Upon reaching the objective, Cayla begins to ascend towards the rooftop, flipping another switch. The dull roar of the speeder truck suddenly goes silent, and the interior goes dark. Moments later, the transport comes to a stop, and Cayla hits the hover switch, unstrapping and sliding out of the pilot seat. Moving towards the rear of the truck, where the computer rig is, she taps a small panel, bringing down the syntherope liquid chamber and opening the floor beneath it.
She pulls out a couple of small discs, and hands them to Cyd. "Just stick the disc in. I have a tracer program that will allow me to access the mainframe." She then looks around. "I'll be manning the boards, as it were. The sensor mask and stealth runners I installed on the transport should keep me safe enough. Good luck, be careful, and try to come back in one piece." She gestures towards the syntherope liquid chamber as she moves back to her computer rig, taking a seat and bringing the system online. "The ventilation system will shut down in two minutes -- standard operating procedure for Gentech. Get ready, and I'll give you the signal once the vents shut down."
penance
First Post
Krandor sits in the speeder, his massive frame taking up a good portion of the seating. Inside the metal shell of the transport, Krandor looks rather disconcerted, fiddling his repeater and grenades. "There's not enough space in this thing, he mutters as the ship darts in and out of traffic streams. As soon as the speeder is hoving and the exit door slids open, he leaps out of the hatch to the rooftops with Mjolnir primed and a glint in his eye.
Dire Lemming
First Post
Vincent remains characteristically silent and serious throughout the trip, and merely nods at Cayla's instructions. When the door opens he follows Krandor out onto the roof and looks around for an opening.
Spot/Search +10
Spot/Search +10
[sblock=Dire Lemming]Strangely, perhaps, there is nothing on the Gentech rooftop. No cameras, no sensors of any kind. Evidently, Gentech's security isn't as good as what one would expect.[/sblock]
Nearly two minutes pass before the ventilation shaft shuts down and Cayla taps a few keys on her system. The syntherope dispenser begins to move, lowering syntherope down into the ventilation shaft.
"There's ventilation access on every floor, should be enough for everyone to move. Won't be comfortable, but it'll work well enough for our purposes." Cayla's tone is still completely business-like. "Shouldn't be too much of a problem to guide you to the main server entrance." She glances up after a moment. "Syntherope is ready. Good luck, team."
Nearly two minutes pass before the ventilation shaft shuts down and Cayla taps a few keys on her system. The syntherope dispenser begins to move, lowering syntherope down into the ventilation shaft.
"There's ventilation access on every floor, should be enough for everyone to move. Won't be comfortable, but it'll work well enough for our purposes." Cayla's tone is still completely business-like. "Shouldn't be too much of a problem to guide you to the main server entrance." She glances up after a moment. "Syntherope is ready. Good luck, team."
Rhun
First Post
Cydarius pats Krandor on the shoulder. "I'll go first, my friend. I have the best chance to remain unseen, and unheard. Give me a few seconds, and start sending the others down." Rath gives a nod of his head, grabs the syntherope, and beings to descend into the ventilation.
OOC: Move Silently +18 as he descends.
OOC: Move Silently +18 as he descends.
Dire Lemming
First Post
Vincent gives the others a quick glance and then follows after Rath.
Move Silently +11
Move Silently +11
