Tossing a fifty to the cabbie as he eases himself from the car, the rabbit takes a look back at the small town he just passed through, glad he was able to avoid the crowds that were quickly gathering inside. Dealing with merchants and peasants and pickpockets was certainly not his idea of a good time, and with that thought he turned his gaze to the ruins which stood way off in the distance. Nodding slightly to himself as he hears the cab begin to make its way back to the town, he runs his paw over the top of his briefcase almost lovingly, knowing quite well that it's contents would be the only thing letting him in and out of there before other crews could assemble.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, the ruins were a great deal farther away than they had looked, and he was beginning to wish that he brought a something to cover his head on the way there. While the sun was already going down, the heat was still terrible, and was likely to stay that way for at least another hour. Nearly wishing he had purchased some sort of vehicle or beast of burden on the way up, Ritter finally finds himself at the foot of the ruins, taking some time to acquaint himself with the positioning of the different structures.<br/><br/>Ducking into one of the long-abandoned buildings, he flips open the briefcase and gets to work. Tossing what looks like little more than a black wet suit onto the ground, Ritter starts to arrange a variety of tools out along the stone floor, looking them over and stuffing them into his tool belt, making sure everything is neatly arranged for quick and easy access. Satisfied everything was in place, he begins to slip into the suit, specially modified to fit his frame. Designed to keep him cool in the desert heat and warm during the freezing desert nights, the lapine can't help but smile as he feels it press against his skin, almost instantly taking the edge out of the hellacious temperatures. Snapping the belt into place and closing up his briefcase, Ritter grins and picks up his pair of nightvision goggles, keeping it handy for when he actually has to make his way into the temple. He would have preferred a flashlight, but this made sure that his presence wouldn't be revealed to anyone already in the temple; what he was planning wasn't exactly legal and any avoiding questions was a top priority.<br/><br/>Getting low and peeking out of his ruined staging point, the rabbit smirks faintly as he seemingly finds himself alone in the ruins, all the possible plunder below him ripe for the taking. Having taken his time acquanting himself with a map of the known sites in the ruins, he quickly makes his way to the temple, glad that the sun was mercifully beginning to set, giving him plenty of time to escape before dawn.<br/><br/>Slipping into the temple, he quickly starts to circumbulate the room, looking over each crack and trying to find the supposed entrance to the actual ruins. Hmmming at the switch, he finally makes his way over to the alter and shakes his head, almost disappointed that the 'secret entrance' was so easy to find. Noticing the footprints he makes sure to take his time, fixing the nightvision to his head and flipping on the IR lamp, giving him a near perfect, though monochromatic, view of the stairs that wind slowly downwards, carefully making his way deeper into the temple.