"How quick do you heal, anyway? I don't want to risk making it any worse," Yamato says, frowning.
He pauses for a moment, then brings up a few images on the main display -- aerial photographs, blueprints.
"For what I've got so far, though: It looks like he's holed up in this factory. It used to build drones -- the scientific, research-y kind for flying around and taking photos and stuff, but I'm sure if he's built anymore he's decided to attach guns. It got shut down a few months back, so I guess he moved in and made it his hideout," he says, and gestures at a room in the basement level. "Chances are he'll be hiding out down here, in the control room, and I'd guess he'll have some heavy security in these areas."
He fiddles about on his wrist computer, and lights up a few sections of the blueprint in bright red blotches, covering every entrance on the ground floor, every elevator, and most of the major corridors.
"Luckily, there's a disused maintenance shaft up at the top of the building, just barely big enough for a person. You get in through there, make your way to this room here," he taps a room on the top floor, "and use the computers there to give me access to the cameras and security systems. I can't seem to get in from the outside, but with someone on the inside, it should be pretty easy."
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Date: Feb. 11th, 2019 10:47 pm (UTC)From:He pauses for a moment, then brings up a few images on the main display -- aerial photographs, blueprints.
"For what I've got so far, though: It looks like he's holed up in this factory. It used to build drones -- the scientific, research-y kind for flying around and taking photos and stuff, but I'm sure if he's built anymore he's decided to attach guns. It got shut down a few months back, so I guess he moved in and made it his hideout," he says, and gestures at a room in the basement level. "Chances are he'll be hiding out down here, in the control room, and I'd guess he'll have some heavy security in these areas."
He fiddles about on his wrist computer, and lights up a few sections of the blueprint in bright red blotches, covering every entrance on the ground floor, every elevator, and most of the major corridors.
"Luckily, there's a disused maintenance shaft up at the top of the building, just barely big enough for a person. You get in through there, make your way to this room here," he taps a room on the top floor, "and use the computers there to give me access to the cameras and security systems. I can't seem to get in from the outside, but with someone on the inside, it should be pretty easy."