<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/48/Waltz.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Street Name:</strong>Waltz<br/><strong>Sex/Metatype/Archetype:</strong>Male Human Bodyguard/Escort<br/><strong>Attributes:</strong>Charisma and Willpower, Agility and Reaction<br/><strong>Skills:</strong>Social, Combat<br/><strong>Ethnicity/Age/Orientation:</strong>Caucasian, 30's, straight<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Fury, Tempest, ZZ, Ms. Frost<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The tunnel was dry as promised and there didn’t seem to be any security features. There didn’t have to be; a solid wall blocked their passage into the underground laboratory – only it wasn’t all that solid. Ms. Frost applied the solvent and it started bubbling and became all gooey and soft. Ah, the wonders of science. Moving through the wall was a weird experience, to say the least. The stuff was all warm and soft, yet<em>heavy</em>and shoving through it took quite a bit of effort. It certainly helped that Fury pushed from behind and Ms. Frost pulled from the front. Then they were stuck for several minutes in a tiny closet, waiting for the ‘go’ signal from the other team. The fiber-optic repeater had made it through the wall in one piece and the cable hadn’t snapped. They had reception – and could surf the matrix if they wanted to – but it was probably best not to overuse the airwaves in here. Waltz just gave it a single test message and then just waited for the other team to give them the go-signal. Who knew how well this place was protected against electronic warfare? With all the traffic on the wireless Matrix, it was difficult – but not impossible – to pinpoint a node, especially if the place was supposed to have no ‘outside’ wireless signals.<br/><br/>So all they did for the next few minutes was basically…well…cuddling.<br/><br/><br/><br/>When Ms. Frost finally gave the go-ahead, they all scrambled out. The elf was of course keen to get to the goods – she was a personal contact of Mr. Findley and probably got an extra cut of whatever he made on this deal. Waltz and the others however would have to scavenge a little on the side if they wanted to make this run worth the risk. He still could barely believe that they were breaking into a secure corporate facility for a handful of nuyen. But that was probably the life in the Shadows.<br/><br/>The only one besides Ms. Frost who could open a maglock was Tempest and Waltz didn’t know what to think of the woman. She barely talked and seemed to prefer the company of her guns to that of people. Fury, on the other hand, couldn’t crack a maglock if her life depended on it, but she could crack open a<em>door</em>just fine. It might raise an alarm, though and Waltz wasn’t ready to take that risk just yet, not when getting out of the place took five minutes of being helplessly stuck in a wall of Jell-O. So, instead of wandering off on his own in search of marketable valuables, he stuck with Ms. Frost, his tazer at the ready. If someone saw them, he had to neutralize them quickly before they could raise an alarm. Otherwise there wouldn't be any time for looting. And considering that the suitcase with the mystery device was located in an electronics lab, it was likely that the best stuff would be there as well.<br/>