[Csjarrat]

___Knives___
You haul the rest of the rope in as fast you can, your spatial recognizer flashing in your image link to confirm the sounds in the stairway are definitely getting closer. Stuffing the rope into your kit pockets, you catch the open access panel in your peripheral vision, wondering if you had enough time to close it and duck for cover.

__Mantis__
You roll over and push yourself onto your feet as quickly as you can, catching your first glimpse of the access panel Knives had been working on.
Your heart rate soared as Knives gave you the heads up. The last of the rope disappeared into thin air as Knives stashed it back in his overall's kit section.

[Scawire]

Mantis does his best to take cover behind the access panel. He would rather take cover on the other side of the door leading to the roof but doesn't want to take the extra time to get on the other side it.

[Lumen]

*Fuck it I've got to try!*  Knives' lightning fast reflexes spring into action.  He'd always been quick and when the chips are down it really gets his blood pumping.   He races over to the panel and shuts it quickly,  hoping his speed doesn't fail him now.

[Csjarrat]

__Lumen___
Your spatial recogniser flashes a red arrow that points behind you with every footstep coming up the stairs.
Your heart beats so loud you feel its going to pop out your chest cavity. Forcing your fingers to obey, you deftly slot the steel rope into the padlock and shut the access panel, rounding the corner of the cabinet just as the lock disengages.

__Scawire___
You're up and off like a shot, hiding behind the cabinet as best you can


___Both___
The door swings open, it's arcing trajectory followed by an intensely bright flashlight. Its beam pours through the gaps in the cabinet and splashes onto the rotten of advertising hoardings.
Allo?......Allo?
A timid sounding French voice emanates from the far side of the cabinet, Knives' spatial recogniser putting the sound source nearby the doorway.

Fresh infiltration rolls please

[Lumen]

Knives tucks down at the last second and holds in his breath.  *Just go back inside, nothing to see here.*

[Csjarrat]

___Both___
Gentle footsteps approach, splashing through the puddle Knives was laid in.
You do your best to gently move down the cabinet to the opposite end, carefully watching each step.
Reaching the corner, you bump into one another, still cloaked by the effects of the spell.
The flashlight beam sweeps the back of the cabinet, glaringly bright as your eyes had long since adjusted to the dark.
Allo?!...

[Scawire]

Only being under a concealment power of a spirit Mantis does his best to stay the hell out of the light. As the guard makes his way around the access panel Mantis tries his best to keep circling around the Access panel as well trying to stay out of view. At least I got a invisibility spell on Knives I think it might be an idea to add one to myself too. With one spell being sustained Mantis tries his best to shape the local mana around himself to further mask his presence on the roof.

[Csjarrat]

___Scawire___
Your effort to weave the mana completes effortlessly, knitting a tight thread around your aura and concealing yourself further from view.

___Both___
The beam flashes down your end a few more times, as if the guard thought he saw something, but its not long before he plods his way through the puddle and back downstairs, chatting away in French to someone on his commlink.
The door lock engages with a metallic thud, leaving you in relative peace.
A small noisy motorbike cruises down the street. It's single headlight showcases the potholes and breaks in the road surface, the driver having to swerve to avoid the worst on several occasions; all the while trying to keep his shopping bags attached to the rack on the back.
It takes a left turn at the end of the road and you're left alone once more

[Lumen]

Knives remains silent until the motorcycle is out of sight then lets out a sigh of relief.   He whispers to Mantis "That was too close, let's wrap this up quick."

[Csjarrat]

___Lumen___
Edging your way quietly around the cabinet, you call up the "last used" pattern from the Auto-picker's AR interface and the lock re-opens with a satisfying *clunk*
It hadn't got any lighter in there since the last time, so once again, the holoprojector comes out as an improvised torch, blasting your screensaver all over the inside of the cabinet

__Scawire___
You follow the footsteps in the puddles to the access cabinet, happy to see the panel swing open and Knives' footsteps move out of your way.
A commlink materialises, pumping a weak and patterned light into the cabinet.
A brief look at your workspace and you knew this was going to be an arse of a job to do, and there was no way around getting wet.
You recognise the basics of the equipment you were looking at, essentially large network hubs for routing of Matrix data. Given your surroundings, you knew you'd hit the jackpot.
You lay on your back, feeling the water soak into your clothing, rapidly overcoming its damp proofing. It was gonna be a cold and uncomfortable night at this rate.
Shuffling your body through the puddle, you get your head as near to the underside as you can, grabbing the electric screwdriver from your kit and re-positioning Knives' makeshift torch to give you the best light possible.
Giving the screwdriver a pulse to make sure the battery was good, you set to work.

[Scawire]

With the hard work ahead of Mantis he decides to tell Knives something very quietly. Not wanting to use any names or street names he tells Knives whats up. Bud this is going to be a hard job. I'm going to drop the two spells I'm sustaining. Try to stay low and out of sight. With Knives knowing what is coming Mantis drops the two spells he has been holding in place so his mind can be non-distracted as he works on the access panel.

[Lumen]

Figuring he'd just be in the way Knives moves over to the side of the stairwell.   He tucks down and puts his ear up to the wall to listen for any signs of movement.

[Csjarrat]

___Lumen___
You leave Mantis to it, carfeully stepping over the space marked out by the distortion of the water in the puddles.
Gently moving up to the weather beaten door, you place your ear on the surface but dislodge your earbuds. They squeak with feedback from the audio enhancement as you pull your head away to re-adjust them

[Lumen]

*Bloody hell!*  Knives pulls his head back and wiggles his little finger in the offended ear.  After a second with the sting of the feedback gone he replaces the earbud but decides not to get quite as close to the door again.

[Csjarrat]

Even with the audio enhancement dialled up to max, there was nothing louder downstairs than the ambient noise up where you were. The evening's light breeze sounds like a hurricane as it moves across the earbud's sensors and  your spatial recogniser is aptly confused, registering only the rough direction of the wind.
As the adrenaline of the previous near miss dies down, you begin to feel cold.
Lying in the puddle left your overalls sodden and you body was leeching heat big time as the wet material stuck to your skin.

____Both____
<<Dunk>>//You've gone mighty quiet lads, How ye gettin' on?//