Eric tried to ignore the cold and the wind as he listened to Kristie, taking in the information with the occasional nod and eventually coming to a decision, "Alright, let's get it over with, we go on in by way of the hatch, once we're inside we'll split off, take Trout, while Richards and Taple light the night up." His voice came out a little more hallow than usual, he wanted to get the mission over, badly. By his nature Mason hated cold with a vigor that few could match. He kept his mouth shut though, no one liked a complainer, least of all a Leader than complains.<br/><br/>After a few minutes had passed they had packed up their toys and started in on the building, headed towards the hatch. They'd been lucky in their approach, no guards out on patrol had spotted them. The one's Eric had seen seemed to be pissed to be outside, they were cold, angry, and careless. Needless to say, it was practically easier than slipping by amateur bank robbers.<br/><br/>Eric stopped by the hatch, looking around, no cameras, no guards, so far so good, Taple and Richards nodded at him softly, indicating they were ready, He looked to Kristie to make sure she was prepared for what a mentor of his from long ago had always called, "The fun part. The thought caused him to think of the old coot for a moment, he didn't feel like he had time to think on it too much, time was valuable, and all things considered, he was pretty sure this was not the time to be thinking of his own past.