<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Moving forward without data... And appologies for impertineces.</div></div><div class="floatleft">(http://img5.visualizeus.com/thumbs/32/bc/beautiful,girl,dark,hair,green,eyes,beauty,eyes,girl-32bcb7c5a7bf1157b4822ad8d0ab30c9_h.jpg)</div>Coral McCalister (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=375255)<br/><br/>As 'Marilyn' describes the storage room, Coral nods.  "Good enough.  In 60 seconds have her walk inside, walk once around it's walls and then exit."<br/><br/>Holding her hands out for the others, she says. "Here we go!" and teleports them all into the woods nearest the facility.  The transition is flawless, save for the displacement of air as they arrive.<br/><br/>Coral has placed them in a small clearing just out of sight of the buding throughthe trees, only a couple of hundred feet away.  She says.  "I can sense 'Doc' Myriad inside... must be the ward. Ok... she's moving... and now she's walking around a tiny space.... huh... ok, Line up, Paradox, Beat... move a bit this way..."<br/><br/>Arrainging the group to fit in the small small space, she teleports them again.<br/><br/>She says.  "Beat, Ada, help Myriad with the patients, get people out here in the ward and not locked up or tied down... take care of any close guards.  Paradox and I have a date with the security room."<br/><br/>With that, she teleports Paradox and herself into the security room, at the back wall facing the monitors.