Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20151030063516/@comment-26571677-20160521125934

Asper, or, rather, 'The Skua' walked calmly along the polished and gleaming hallway, boots tapping on the ground in a methodical rhythm, when, in reality, he was recording the entire thing live, for the heist team. He had already scanned, and sent the diagrams and molds for all the keys, and cards, and had managed to secure quite a few passcodes, and lock-combinations, for the main-treasure room.

But now, his job had almost been completed, and he was close to being found out, not that he hadn't been conspicuous. It was just that a good mole got what they needed, and got out, before they died. For what it was worth, he had done his job admirably, going through with the original plan of a trade of information and 'evidence' had always gone well. It certaintly didn't fail now.

Soon though, his 'data' would be overwriting Master's systems, hacking their mainframes, servers, and storing, or eating any info left on it's burning husk. Nasty little thing, it was, good thing Asper hadn't accidently put it in a different location. But now, five hours before the attack, he was already in the underground tunnels, walking out, towards his pre-determined location, preparing to join the main group.

Two men confronted him at the end, both of which he dispatched quickly, and silently, unwilling to cause a commotion. He grabbed one of their rifles, noting the high-tech design, and Dust-energy based firing design. They were certaintly well-equipped, he hadn't expected anything less. But, enough stalling, the opening sequence was about to start.

He stood up, looking at the complex, and pressing his finger on the remote, that triggered two reactions. First, the lights went off, as everything that ran on electricity powered down, plunging the entire place into eery blackness. Then, that cloud of emptiness, and black, was lit up by five seperate explosions, which threw up brilliant clouds of fire, lighting the place with red and orange.

Asper had been very careful to set things up correctly, having blown up both backup reactors, activating the emptying protocol, which opened all doors except the vault, which was powered by it's own source. The explosions had been angled, and spread far enough, that it took down all backup generators except one, preventing the place's turrets from being fully functional, and completely outfitted with the new, smarter AI, reverting their programs back into the more sluggish, simpler aming programs, which could still shoot you down, but would make a harder time of it.

Slinging the rifle across his back, and ignoring the blaring alarms, red lights, and confused cries of the personnel, he cgrappled up the vertical wall, looking for the other entrance he had found, upon examining the place's map.