Devil's Lab

[Carthrat]

The functions on the elevator are fairly basic; if there was a switch to set it to 'Out of Service', it'd either be in the (locked) control box, or in a security room.

"..yeah, is this security?" Cosgrove hears, and it's a light, womans voice. "Look, I heard the update. Aren't there supposed to be guards on every floor? There ain't any here.

Yes, that's right, Bill. Your force isn't flawless, and I don't need to go on a date with you. Suck. It. Down."

[Dracos]

Cosgrove waits to see if the voices or footsteps head away.

Dracos

[Carthrat]

"..no, I will *not* substitute! I'm going home, and you can send you're own guards to do your dirty work."

There's a beep, followed by the pushing of one of the elevator door buttons. A shortwhile later, there's a 'Ping!', the sound of sliding doors, followed by another 'Ping!' and the sound of them sliding again.

[Dracos]

Cosgrove, sensing the coast is clear for the moment, goes to check the guards, seeing what they have on them and if any of their uniforms are such that he could get them off and mimic being one of the guards.

Dracos

[Carthrat]

The guards are decked out in heaps of paramilitary stuff. They've both got handguns and some kind of automatic rifle, not to mention combat knives, a truncheon, a radio, a helmet- hell, even field rations. They don't look like they're kitted out for defence, they look like they're supposed to go out and invade somebodies country.

One of them looks roughly Cosgroves size, though.

[Dracos]

Cosgrove quickly looks for something in them, even a quarter, to jam the door closed button with.

Dracos

[Carthrat]

One of them has some duct tape. Why, you can't imagine. Maybe he's a maintenance guy on the side.

[Dracos]

Cosgrove...jams the door closed button down with duct tape?

If that works, he goes ahead and quickly gets the fitting uniform off the guy and onto himself, checking the guy's IDs, keys, and whatnot.

Dracos

[Carthrat]

The soldier has an ID card, with 'Harry Dyck' written on it. He's got a pair of keys and some kind of keycard; one key looks like a house key, but the other looks very technical and difficult. He's got a couple spare clips of ammunition, but no personal items on him.

[Dracos]

Cosgrove takes the ids, the combat knife, the club, the keys, and the keycard.

Once done and reasonably in tact, he unjams the door close key, presses it and listens at the door first.

Dracos

[Carthrat]

"..yes, sir. That's right, they're just gone," Cosgrove hears. "No, they're not responding on their radios or anything. They're switched off or something."

[Dracos]

Cosgrove holds door closed down, waiting and trying to guess how many are outside by noises made.

Dracos

[Carthrat]

There's an indeterminate number, but Cosgrove best guess is around five or six, from the noises their boots make as they walk around the outer part.

[Dracos]

Cosgrove waits for the moment to see if they'll leave.

Dracos

[Carthrat]

"What do you mean, 'He can't have got far?' says a voice, angrily. "He could be anywhere!"

There's some inaudible radio chatter behind the door, and then;

"Didn't he wound two and kill one, out doors, alone, and with a pair of swords? No! I'm not splitting up my men to search for him. Have you got all the exits guarded? No? Then get them guarded!"