Darion watched the list of authorized personnel that Neymi provided scroll across the HUD of his armor.  Displayed on his cybernetic eye where the overlay of the basic map had been.<span style="color: green">“Copy, thanks.  Though I was kind of hoping there was a way to track the individuals, not the specific cards…”</span>He paused when they came into sight of the shut doors, and especially of the sentry guns.  He froze and looked at the guns a little while.  Thinking of how to deal with them.<span style="color: green">“Yeah, if they were smart, they would have to ensure it stayed active.  Whatever you walked through to get where you are now would not be something I would want chasing me outside my dreams.  Only in my dreams actually.”</span><br/><br/>Darion didn’t get a chance to make a decision, Toi acted without any recommendation.  Cloaking and moving.<span style="color: green">“Shit… damn robot…”</span>he muttered, but thought it could work if the sentries didn’t see him.<span style="color: green">“Toi, if they don’t attack.  See if you can find one of these people laying around.  Their security card should let you deactivate or control the sentry turrets per Neymi.  Find them and we can get in past the doors.”</span>As he spoke, he sent the list of names Neymi provided to Toi, using his personal computer on his wrist.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>