[identity profile] pichi.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] theblackcross
With the sun down and the moon steadily rising into the slate-colored sky, Omi hugged the wall of the building as he moved for the unguarded side entrance. For good measure, he scanned the area once more on reaching it before withdrawing a miniature spray can and a handheld device from one of his jacket pockets. The can discharged a fine powder across the keys, revealing five faint partial fingertips over the 0, the 8, the 3, the 2, and the7.

Yoshi.

Omi entered the same numbers into the device and pushed a green button. The device rapid-fired through a series of electromagnetic transmissions, radioing to the keypad's control box all possible combinations of the numbers in search of the right one.

It only took a few moments to find it. The door unlocked and Omi slipped inside.

He looked around, listened for trouble and heard nothing. Quickly returning the items from his pocket to their home in his jacket, Omi ran for the nearest vent, mindful of the security cameras along the way. From there he crawled through the building's air ducts, having memorized the layout from the blueprints he'd dug up. At predetermined locations throughout the ventilation system, he placed explosives from his backpack.

Just in case they needed a back-up plan.

Finally he made his way to the utility room; a careful scan of the room showed no sign of guards. If only he had 100 yen for every time that was a security system's fatal flaw. Dropping down into the room, Omi moved to the fuse box and opened the panel. Simple as that, he pulled the fuse.

He pressed the talk button on his headset. "Systems down. Meet me at the side entrance."

Date: 2008-03-20 01:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] plotbunnytiff.livejournal.com
Ken snapped his head up at the sound of Ran's voice. If he was there, Yohji must be patched up more or less-

And they'd been in there too long. He reluctantly let go of Omi.

"Can you make it out, need help or anything?" Ken frowned, trying to mentally sharpen what night vision he had to check Omi over for major damage. Not that it would really work, but he gave it a try anyway.

Date: 2008-03-20 09:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] genuinelie.livejournal.com
"There's no time!" Ran snapped imatiently. "We can't afford to deal with anyone they send to clean this up! Come on!

He jogged back to the rubble, hauled Omi to his feet. Ken he knew was fine. "Help him!" He snapped at Ken. He turned on his heel and jogged back through the rubble, slow enough to make sure they followed.

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