{closed} // shoulda been, coulda been, woulda been dead

[slayerdom]

Characters: Lois Lane, Andrew Wells, Logan Cale, Buffy Summers, Jacen Solo, Stefan Salvatore, Riley Finn, Natasha Romanova, Xander Harris, Spike, Beck, Zekk, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Cordelia Chase
Location: the lower levels
Planet: Coruscant
When: Sunset, Wednesday evening
What: Entry into the warehouse, and subthreads for the teams

Comments

{WAREHOUSE 1-D} // Dean, Sam, Cordy

[slayerdom]

The C and D-teams get the hardest mission. Mostly, because Buffy knows she can count on them to deal with the security long enough to actually carry it out. Once they've diverged from the main group, their job is to scour the building. Raiding lockers, surfing computers, requisitioning datapads and hard copies of shipping orders and other incriminating files. But, of course, that means they have the most moving to do. And, it also means they have the most nasties to run into on the way.

Careful, boys and girls. It's pretty dark in there. You wouldn't want something to crawl out and bite you.

[likedillinger]

[Dean's letting Sam take care of the computer surfing, while he rattles open some lockers, breaks off locks with the butt of his blaster, and keeps a sharp eye out for the inevitable baddie brigade.]

Don't think there's much of a point in checking out these little offices. Anything we're gonna be able to use? Is gonna be where the bigwigs are.

[imnot_likeyou]

[nods as he moves to one of the computers, getting ready to copy whatever files they have. His fiddling with the technology for the first couple weeks paid off. He gets ready to hook it back up to their Watchtower, before glancing back to the door, looking for the same baddies]

If they have a connected server, we might not even need to raid all of them.

[knowmypurpose]

A connected what? [Cordelia was okay with technology, but it was far from her strong suit. So with that in mind she was going through the files, pulling out some of the things they might need like shipping orders. Anything that seemed like it might be useful.]