[ I apologize again, the winter hit early here in Korea.  I always catch the flu first! ]<br/><br/>There's a chirp on the team members PANs as DG dials into their commcodes, automatically routing anyone who answers into a conference call.  A video-conference haptic of her face appears when the call is taken; it looks a bit odd at first, and those with good eyes might notice it's actually a Matrix persona, the facial sculpt is near-identical to her own.  It's hard to say whether the persona or the real thing comes closer to the 'uncanny valley' effect, though.<br/><br/>"I'm uploading updated tactical maps of the area.  There's still some time for forward reconnaissance if anyone feels they can handle it, so the floor's open to new gameplans--but for the moment I'm scrubbing a preliminary op-order that should suffice if we can't come up with anything better before curtain call."<br/><br/>A variety of haptics spring up showing video recordings of guards idling around, patrolling the surrounding area, and messing around with a joygirl.  They pause now and then to flip into different view--infrared, sonar, radar, pop-outs for voice-stress analysis--with attendant metrics to explain to those without the built-in senses what they're "seeing" in each picture.  Though it doesn't need to be said, she summarizes: "The security is relatively lax and unprofessional.  Their poor discipline and general disarray seem to be their weakest points; because of this, my initial analysis is that we would be best served with a honeypot or false-flag scenario.<br/><br/>"Taking into account your respective capabilities, along with the mission parameters and my own limitations, I believe our best chance is to ambush one of the roving patrols that sometimes leave the immediate perimeter of the warehouse.  At that point, Blank will assume a disguise of the ambushed gang member and escort me back to the warehouse.  You're going to need to do most of the talking, here; I need to get inside to do the Matrix side of the mission, but subterfuge is not my specialty.  Your best bet may be to claim you found me street-walking in your gang's territory without permission and brought me back to teach me a 'lesson'.  As long as you can get me into the warehouse and near a physical jackpoint, we can improvise from there.<br/><br/>"The rest of you will begin to execute your responsibilities after we enter the facility: Rhiannon, you will approach the gate under an assumed guise--my pimp, my sister, a 'co-worker', whatever works--and distract the bulk of the outside guards.  Your purpose is to keep their attention while Dancer and Diver move into position on the adjoining roof.  Diver, your role is to place Dancer under invisibility and then shift to provide astral overwatch.  Dancer, you're going to be providing physical overwatch from a sniping position, concentrating on providing cover for the infiltration teams and Rhiannon in case something goes south.  Hourglass, once everyone else is in position you will infiltrate the facility on foot and use the distraction to prepare your explosives.  If we're lucky, I may be able to find the closed circuit they're controlling the turrets from before then; be prepared to avoid them, just in case."<br/><br/>There's a momentary pause as the tactical maps update to show various data--likely points for Dancer and Diver to set up at, best-chance ambush positions for taking a roaming guard unnoticed, possible ingress and egress points for Hourglass, etc.--after which point DG amends, "That's the tentative plan.  The floor's open to comments, suggestions, and refutations."