<b>Spook</b><br/><br/>"Delightful." The WatchTower tech continued. "Please move forward into the room there." She pointed into the dark corridor. As she gestured, thin glowing strips of red light turned on inside.<br/><br/>Down the hall the way they came, two WatchTower units passed by in tight black uniforms, guns strapped to their thighs. They were a man and woman. The man mentioned lunch and the woman laughed and waved dismissively, smirking. Down the hall a pleasant female voice echoed over loudspeakers, "Unit 7-2, report for debriefing. Unit 7-2, report for debriefing."<br/><br/>"Come on, lady. I don't have all day here." The tech looked at Spook, her indifference turning an edge of annoyance.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><b>Darion</b><br/><br/>The apartment had been ransacked a while ago, not much left but scrap and salvage. Looking out the window, Darion could see a narrow ledge running along the building. It wasn't much but it would allow him to shimmy across to the utility lines. He couldn't see where the line met the building he was in without opening the window, but he could just see the edge of it where it met the target building.<br/><br/>At the edge of the window he saw the control for the window, though perhaps unexpectedly, it didn't respond to his touch at all. He'd need to manually open the window - as barbaric as that was in 2121. The track had been jammed up, and after a few good tugs, it was clear the window didn't want to move. Breaking it was always an option, but doing so would make noise. Though it may not have mattered, as he got near the window he faintly heard loud grinding music playing somewhere. By the sound of it, it was coming from the next building. If he could hear it, there was a good chance it was loud enough that no one would hear the window breaking.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><b>Darion / Valerie</b><br/><br/>Over their link, Kal responded to Valerie. "Well let's hope he's not paying attention then. Keep an eye on him. If he starts probing and notices the three of us hooked in, we're fucked. How's it looking over there Wombat? I got a pile of shit in the way over here."<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><b>Valerie</b><br/><br/>Valerie, had control of the third floor external maintenance access. Her efforts to get control of the upper floors and security system was progressing. She was confident that it was only a matter of time before she'd have control over all the still active systems - doors, locks, cameras. Whatever was in the building was soon to be her plaything.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><b>Nikki</b><br/><br/>The dick in her mouth tensed as she felt Frakkis cum, the man leaning back into the couch and closing his eyes. "Auuhh... yeah..." He groaned out at his drug addled brain was hit by the euphoria and ecstasy of release. He grasp on the woman released and his body went limp, the chemical signals in his brain sending him off the deep end of a trip.<br/><br/>In the other room Nikki could just barely hear Cleaver relieving himself over the loud beating music.<br/><br/>The third man in the room stared at Nikki's spread legs on the couch, admiring the view. "God damn, you're pretty fuckin' hot for a whore." He yelled over the music. "Look tech'd up too... that pussy real?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>