Latveria.

[certaindoom]

Doomstadt.

The capital city of Latveria. Castle Doom looms over the darkened countryside. A foreboding place, even without the robot patrols and eerie national unity.

The moon is up.

Silver Sable's arrival is without any effect that would draw notice. No light, no sound. She just appears, near the base of the fortress.

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[silver_sable]

The black outfit is very helpful, this being at night. Silver moves quickly, knowing the layout of the fortess better than most. Possibly better than everyone other than the man who lives there. Outside she won't find any robots on their own, which is what she would need to gain better camouflage than she has now.

Right now, she has about 6 minutes between patrols to climb up to the narrow window she can slide through. That is if she's here when she's supposed to be here and the patrols haven't changed. No use worrying about it at this point.

[certaindoom]

The Doombot patrols are visible. Her appearance has been timed perfectly.

There's a quiet sound of breathing in her ear, from Taku, just to test their communication without breaking radio silence.

[silver_sable]

Slipping into the window will draw a Doombot presence but this window is down the list of priority, so it will not draw a large patrol and it will likely not be quick. Silver moves across the hall, into the shadow of an alcove, waiting. It is time to enlist her favorite tactic - dressing up as a Doombot.

It worked last time, when Doom had been kidnapped for something or other.

[certaindoom]

Metallic footsteps approach.

Two sets of them. Complemented by five more sets belonging to human guards.

They stop and start to speak to each other in a Latverian dialect, but the metal march does not cease.

Approaching her position.

[silver_sable]

A few moments, Silver closes her eyes, before she swallows and begins to pull all of the men and Doombots into the alcove. Quickly, she takes everything she could use from them, as well as a uniform that comes as close to fitting as she can manage. Stepping back out of the alcove, she says a quick prayer for them.

And for herself.

And then she starts moving toward where she needs to end up. Her pace is quick but not rushed. No need to draw more attention to herself than this already will when it is discovered.

[certaindoom]

It is not an easy journey, into the heart of Castle Doom.

Her disguise fools perhaps half of those she passes. Others are off-put enough that she will be able to put them down before any alerts can be sounded - often at a terrible price, and a strenuous effort.

Hours will pass before she will be able to make her way through this labyrinth, into the heart of things.

Her approach will be met by the strains of "The Planets" by Holst.

Mars, Bringer of War.

She is close.

[silver_sable]

So much for the hope that she might not get close to where Victor was. It makes things more dangerous all around. Of course, look at where she is. If she were looking for safety, she'd never have come here. Especially not like this, on her own.

She'd tired and weary but so far it hasn't dulled her reactions to a point where it has been a detriment.

The Doombots need to be stopped, so that her homeland can be begun to be freed. And then she can make certain of it.

[ofthewakandas]

The voice in her ear is a whisper.

"50 meters forward. Right 40, left 90."