San Pharma Raid
Wow! Casimir and Red move fast when they want to! And they sure know how to punch! Sam kept an eye on Wendy while Wyatt changed into one guard's clothes, then he took the other, patting down the guy's pockets first. "Keys, ID... Looks like this guy's named John."
Sam replaced his break-away disguise with John's suit, and put John's earpiece in his own ear; now he was on two comm nets. The suit was a bit tight, especially over his uniform. It would have to do. Sam fetched his bundle of disguise gear where he'd dropped it, added a little make-up to better match John's skin tone, and put on a wig that roughly matched John's hair. So long as nobody looked at him too closely, he'd probably pass. Finally, he did his best to tie the guards up using the discarded legs of the break-away disguise. Sam knew little of knots, but that should slow them down if they came to.
The Republic of Atria wrote:Even with the freelancer coming with him, [Wyatt] still had his reservations. "I hope you know where to go, because I don't. Make sure you guys hide the bodies. Or tie them up or something in case they wake up before we're done." He touched the button on his communicator to radio the rest of his team. "Team A is about to enter the building. If everything goes according to plan, we should be done in about 10 minutes."
Sam didn't look up from finishing the job. "Got 'em tied up. No idea where to head, but security is probably either in the basement or on the top floor, the hardest places to get to."
Sam added an addendum to Wyatt's broadcast. "Squad A has the guards' radios. We'll know if or when we're made."
United Kingdom of Poland wrote:[Wendy] unlocked the door and pulled up the building schematics. “Okay here’s that door… and here’s the buildings security control center. We going to need to get there first so… here’s hoping they catch my hints on where to go.”
Sam's eyes snapped up as the back door lock clicked open. He readied a freeze, but nobody came through the door. The lock clicked again, and he looked over at Wendy's unconscious form, humming thoughtfully to himself. He looked over at Wyatt. "I think that's our cue.
"Remember, as a guard, you belong here. Walk tall, look like you're just making rounds of the hallways."
Sam opened the door and paused, listening for approaching footsteps, then carefully looked around behind it: thermal vision was handy for picking up all sorts of things and people.