Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150403120300/@comment-26104528-20150408174717

(I'm going to guess that the arena is set-up in tunnel 8)"Distraction you say? l'll see what I can do." ''Welp, back down to the train room. It's times like this I was I was a cyberwarfare specialist...'' Fritz wasn't wrong; a Flagg trained Cyberwarfare Specialist could shut down military grade defenses from just about any terminal. Corporate Security like SDC's would be considered child's play. His Infiltrator training would just have to do for this operation. Back in the train room, Fritz cloaked again and perched himself right outside the vent he came out of. Hmm, we need a distraction and something that'll get everyone out of that arena room. Looking around the room, Fritz noted that the observation office he was just in now had someone inside. ''Heh, I was wondering why nobody was in there. ''That's when it dawned on him; that office likely had a transmitter for emergency alerts. Sending one out would defenitely be a distraction and what's more, when the thugs realize it was a false alarm, the guy they posted in the office will likely take the blame. Again, Fritz timed his movements with the cacophony of the mine and found himself ontop of that same loader unit, waiting for something loud enough so he could hop on top of the office to the antennae on top without alerting the thug inside. A safety klaxon from the crane provided a reasonable enough cover and the cloaked infiltrator made the leap, creeping over to the antennae and plugging in his Scroll. An artificial sounding voice soon blared: "WARNING: TOXIC GAS DETECTED IN TUNNEL 8. EVACUATE TUNNEL 8 IMMEDIATLY. TOXIC GAS DETECTED IN TUNNEL 8"