"No..." murmurs Miles. "I mean, yes, of course we grab them all, but - listen to that tech, they're still trying to get into the thing. Which means it can't be any of the ones in the pile. They'll have it somewhere in this room, hooked up to whatever they're using to try to crack it. I guess Lura couldn't get its hands on a copy of the opener seal."
He calculates. That guard's stunner is a weapon of strict last resort; fire it in here and alarms are bound to go off, alerting Kety and making any subsequent escape into a very tricky prospect indeed. But they have one officer and two techs to deal with: three enemies, and only one dose of knockout mist. And hell, Miles recognizes that officer. Ghem-General Naru, third-in-command among the Celestial Garden's Imperial security. No bloody wonder Kety's been able to make their security arrangements dance to his tune.
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Date: 2014-07-18 03:51 pm (UTC)He calculates. That guard's stunner is a weapon of strict last resort; fire it in here and alarms are bound to go off, alerting Kety and making any subsequent escape into a very tricky prospect indeed. But they have one officer and two techs to deal with: three enemies, and only one dose of knockout mist. And hell, Miles recognizes that officer. Ghem-General Naru, third-in-command among the Celestial Garden's Imperial security. No bloody wonder Kety's been able to make their security arrangements dance to his tune.