Blake carefully feels about making sure weapons, grenades, magazines and such are where they should be.

The rear door was at the back on the left, as Dumaer had described it. They could see no out outside now as the night had gotten very cold.

Lorain shivered, bundling herself in her jacket.

"Are we going to cut through the fence, climb over or try to sneak through the gate?"

Ken watched as the tech came out of the van and took a smoke and then considered the situation.  "Thomas, keep an eye on the guards and the techs in the van.  Warn us of any movement and cover our exit if things go pear shaped."  He looked at Neva and Blake.  "We'll cut the wire and go into the back door.  Neva, you and Blake lead and Lorain and I will follow you in.  I want Lorain to see what is in there and decide what is important.  Got it?"

He moved forward and carefully cut the wire to prepare the way for Blake and Neva to lead,

The infiltrators made it across the gravel lot to the building silent as ghosts. Everything glowed green monochrome in the nightvision goggles. When they got to the side door, Neva found it locked.

Neva rolled her eyes.  For once couldn't somebody leave something unlocked?  Of course she knew the answer to that so she didn't say anything.  She looked at the lock, trusting in the others to keep a look out.

In reply to Neva Alexovna Morozova (msg # 261):

The lock looked easy enough to pick. It was mechanical, not high-security.

Neva got out her tools and set to trying to open the lock.  Picking it sounded so illegal so she preferred to just say open.

Blake puts his back to the building, silenced gun in both hands and scans the area, left/right, up/down.  He runs the guard scene thru his head, did they have any body armor on ??

Ken crouches against the wall on the other side of the door from Blake while Neva picks the lock.  He kept his eyes and ears alert for signs of guards or such.

In reply to Blake Renfield (msg # 264):

Lorrain stayed behind Blake.

The guards looked like they were dressed in cloth armour.

From where he was staying on overwatch at the rear of the compound, Thomas couldn't see anyone moving throughout the area.

The lock clicked under Neva's lockpicks and tension cam in less than a minute. Someone had oiled the hinges because it swung back into a darkened corridor without sound.

Kalamanaru's office was down the corridor, on the right,
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In reply to GM (msg # 267):

Before proceeding in, Neva stored her equipment again and motioned for the others to proceed in.  She pulled out her weapon again and followed, carefully closing the door after the last person came in.

Blake would probably be the last person in, after nudging the prof in.  Any obvious wires/cables running from the door ??  Security cameras ??

Ken glanced back to make sure Lorain was following and then moved in behind Neva.

It did not look like the door had a security system. Neva checked for motion sensor or beam alarms and did not find any either. Not surprisingly the sheer remoteness of the dig site served to make Kalamanru and his Deasekhe allies overconfident.

Once Neva checked the door, they entered Kalamanru's office. By flashlight they quickly found the materials and maps Lorain needed.

In reply to GM (msg # 271):

Doing one last check-aroud, Lorain whispered, "ok. I think I have what I need. Let's go?"

In reply to Prof. Lorain Messandi (msg # 272):

Neva nodded at Lorain and motioned for people to go out.  "Try to keep things in order like when we came in.  Blake, you want to go first and check that it is clear for us to leave?  I'll go last and lock up again."

Blake nods, but privately wonders if this was tooooo easy, toooo convient.  He takes a quick look out the door, then moves along, eyeballs constantly roaming.

In reply to Blake Renfield (msg # 274):

Walker checked the targets on the field, looking for anyone doing anything odd.

Ken nodded; "Good work everyone.  Definitely hide the evidence that we entered Neva.  We'll head back to the vehicle now."  He followed Blake out, keeping an eye on Lorain as well as potential threats.

Outside, Walker scanned the area. There was no one on site, no activity was visible.

Inside, Blake checked out the door and then exited. Walker picked them up without much problem in the dim starlight, although it would have helped if his rifle was equipped with a starlight or thermal scope.

The borrowed night-vision and the PRIS viewers confirmed there was no one else out there in the cool night. Carefully, they made their way back up to where the Grav APC was hidden in the foothills without incident.

OK, lets get the frak off of Qarant.

In reply to Blake Renfield (msg # 278):

Neva nodded to Blake but didn't answer.  She still kept her eyes out after she locked up again and had made sure it looked like it did when she entered.  She was ready to get off this planet and look the stuff they got also.

Hanno laughed as he powered up the Grav APC.

"What the fuck does "Frak" mean?"

"Back to your ship?"