Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150507215319/@comment-26104528-20150515090442

"Hmm...I'll see what I can do."

While CATSAI certainly could scan for power signatures, it only had so much range when running off a Scroll. Not enough to cover an entire building in one go. Regardless, Ingraham had CATSAI scan anyway; the device highlighted several faint signals running through various wires. ''A-ha! ''Ingraham realized he didn't really need the extra range; one generator could only power so much of the prison and chances were there would be rooms and wings that were either out of range or taken off the grid to save energy.

Nobody really seemed to be on the roof so Ingraham was free to move as he pleased, following the wires and eventually finding the source. "Got it. Pinging it now." a blip appeared on Laelia's copy of the map. "Going back to take care of the back-ups. I'll meet you at your waypoint."

Ingraham went back over to where the trio of back-ups were. Not quite working, and they did not need to start working again. He observed as a trio of inmates approached them and opened up the weatherproof casing.

"This thing's pretty fuckin' fried. Don't know if it's fixable." one of them grunted to his allies.

"Boss-man doesn't care if it's fixable. He cares that it's fixed." another gruffly replied.

Ingraham took his Scroll and switched on it's wifi-hotspot mode before running his semblance through it, turning the scroll into a signal hijacker. Ingraham lept down behind the inmates and opened fire with Absinthe. His specialized SMG sent acidic flechettes into the backs of two of the inmates before they could react. The last one returned fire with a looted handgun while screaming into his radio: "we've been breached!!" This guy was never properly trained in how to shoot and it showed with him firing "gangsta style" and missing most of his shots. Ingraham finished this guy off with a knuckle sandwich hook to the side of his head and a stomp on his chest.

''No more distractions; time to get to work. ''Ingraham checked his scroll; just as expected: "we've been breached!!" played as an audio file. Such an alert would have the entire complex on high alert in milliseconds but no show meant his semblance-powered signal hijack worked. After that, he went over to each of the back-up generators and opened the maintanence hatches. Each one got a half-dozen acid flechettes right into the works and just for good measure, Ingraham fired upon the internal power lines as well. No way some two-bit felon could macguyver a fix now, what with the guts covered in acid corrosion.

"The deed is done; On my way back up." with that, Ingraham climbed up a fire escape and jogged over to the spot he marked for Laelia.