He sighs and speaks back. "Give me a moment." He had actually updated the badges quite recently. "Take off your badge real quick." He had given them the ability to project holograms. He turned this on and moved over to the map. "It's right here." He points to a section of the docks to where she would be able to see. "Do you think you could attempt to hack into any computers?" Otherwise he would use the only other option. He would grab a small team and they would have to break in. Considering that it could be something serious he doubted the possibility of being able to hack into the computers. Operations would need to be kept secret which was why The Guardians computers were on a private network to keep all information out of the hands of the enemies. "If you can't get that information I'll need you to come with me to break in. That way you can hack directly into one of the consoles in the warehouse." Despite everything he believed that there had to be a computer within the warehouse.

"Damn!" He frowns as he looks about. "That stuff doesn't matter. I want to know whats going on inside." He cuts the link to Dia briefly and moves it to Kruger. "Kruger, I need you. Come as fast as you can." Then he re-opens the link to Dia. "Okay, we're breaking in." He moves over to a desk and looks at some items for the research lab. "The research lab has everything we will need. I'll get you into that building." Probably only because he wanted to know so bad, but that wasn't exactly a bad thing. As soon as they got in there was no completed plan of action. Just get to the computers, hack in, and find out what was going on. The rest of it would be improvisation. He links back to Kruger. "Ready for some fun?" While he's waiting for the answer he makes his way out of the study and down the hall to take an elevator to the research labs. There are all sorts of people there looking through stuff. "Okay team! I need explosives, guns, swords, weapons, whatever. I need them fast for two. I also need something to get through doors easily with little sound. We CANNOT be caught going through the doors."

As soon as the words left his lips the people there were scrambling. "Sir we've got a set of mini-explosives ready for testing." The man looked afraid, but he was determined. "They should have quite a big blast to help with whatever you need them for."

A small smile graced Emberclaw's lips for a moment. "Good. Bring them to me and prepare a vehicle. You can take your time because I have to wait for Kruger." With that he moved back out and straight to one of the training rooms. Here he began to train just some before they were going to go. It helped to keep on the ball when you worked like this. Otherwise this operation could go very bad. That and the fact that the Watch would probably not need alerted of this. It wasn't exactly the way to do things naturally.

The voice from the badge carried over the sound of hammer on anvil. The smith put his thumb to the winged ornament and let the biometric scanner do its job. He had no idea what would happen if the scan came back negative. It was entirely possible it would inject the user with some poison or other.

"Acknowledged EmberClaw. On the way." There had been an occasion or two when he had been called this way. He grabbed as much gear as he could think of and headed towards the doorway. He stopped next to Ivan and told him to make sure the coals were properly banked before he left for the night.

It was called GPS. He had no idea what it was, or how it worked, he just knew it did. He knew that the flashing signal was EmberClaw so he followed the directional guidance on his way to meet the founder of the Guardians.

::When Ember calls back to ask for the images, Dia is still sitting in her workstation chair, so she is ready for the request.:: Gaia, you heard the man, please find that computer of his and send the images to it.

::Gaia easily finds the"address" of the machine and sends the images. There are several images of the building. As well as images of each side and the roof, there are images from the corners showing how each fit together. Each primary image has a small scale marker so the size of the various details is easily found.::

::Next Dia buts her badge back on and taps it.:: The images are sent, I have my gear. Gaia can handle any further computing needs, pre-entry from here. So I am on my way to HQ.

::As Dia is preparing to leave she is interrupted.:: Dia! That warehouse was an existing structure. I was able to find the original construction plans. I am sure there have been changes, but it will be a starting point.

Good job, Gaia. Send them to Ember also, with that noted. I am heading out. Keep me informed if you find anything else that we need to know.

::And with that Dia shoulders her bag and straddles an old wicker broom:: Gaia, send me a couple hundred feet above the river, I will follow the GPS from there.

Gaining the images he moved out with a bag of his own tools. He opened the link to Dia. "I'm headed to the location." Then he opened the link to Kruger. "I will be there shortly." If everything went as planned, though most likely it wouldn't, it would be an in and out job and there would be one less warehouse around the docks. In Rhy'Din though the chances of this were very slim. Emberclaw was heading there prepared for difficulties. He was wearing a pair of black slim-fit jeans and a white "Sleeping With Sirens" shirt. It was his normal way of dressing, though it wasn't like many people knew him actually. It was better this way than to go out looking suspicious though.

As soon as he saw Kruger he was facepalming. Kruger could be quite the odd one. It was funny though. He knew Kruger would always be an asset to The Guardians so he kept him close. Hell he knew if he ever died that he would want Kruger to take his place, not that he planned on dieing any time soon. "Good evening Kruger." Simple words for a simple conversation. "I'm glad you could make it." Now he was looking around for Dia. She was an important part of the plan because she was the best with computers. He casually moves up and leans against the warehouse. "What all gear do you have?" It was good to know what he was working with.

He gave a shrug as the two approached, he wasn't being dismissive that grin said it all. The warehouse loomed in front of them. It never crossed his mind to wonder exactly how a building learns how to loom. He could see if they were in the textile district. Buildings Loom there often enough as the weave their wares. This was the warehouse district and still the building loomed. Must be something to do with the architect, that man needs to seriously change his attitude.

He stepped behind a dumpster and pulled the loud shirt over his head. The white scars lacing his back almost glowed as the sun dropped lower in the sky. Kruger reached into his satchel and pulled out the business uniform of the night, a longsleeved black shirt. Pockets lined the front, and sleeves. He began to fill the pockets with the contents of the satchel. Tiny knives were shoved into places, tools slid easily into other spots. The bag slowly became lighter until finally he deposited those two light hammers into the loops at his belt.

Kruger jerked his head in the direction of the building. A single windowed office was dimly lit. "I see a weak point..." He gave that grin as he looked down to the ground at Dia's feet. "...did somebody order a brick?"

Kruger pulled himself through the window, all kidding set aside. Glas crunched beneath booted heels. The gritty crunching reminded him of chewing on a mouthful of peanut brittle. Except for the lack of sweetness, that same euphoria was present in him. This might be easily attributed to the nature of what the glass meant.

The ruck with all his gear was set aside in a corner. He opened it producing a pair of stun guns. He had been told non lethal was the requirement tonight. That was fine he supposed. Kruger had yet to decide on a stance where coldblooded murder was concerned. He had to agree that occasionally hotblooded murder was a thing that must be faced. When it becomes you or them this is not the time to start questioning your grit. Take them down, do it quickly and move on.

This was not the same question though. To sneak in was one thing but to kill without cause...to strike from the shadows on the unsuspecting? This was foreign to the smith...or was he something else tonight? He opened a door and slid through quietly.

The warehouse itself was set up like so many others. Racks stood like stone walls across the building. Thirty foot high walls that were made of steel. These walls however were full of large holes. A good thing in the warehousing busines because that gave them places to store their goods. He could see where strand A faced strand B. And butted up to B stood C which faced D rack. The sequence progressed in this manner until it got to the letter Z. Quite the trip as the aislways were twelve feet wide. Kruger could see the tow motors that were used up and down those aisleways. Butted up against Z rack was another strand, this particular strand began with the number 1, and then hyphonated into the letter A. It didn't take a genius like Dia to know that it would continue in the same manner and the next round would begin with a 2.

Kruger lost interest in the racks themselves and began to stalk his prey. He could hear their voices up ahead in the darkness. they carried a couple of torches. Long metal cylinders turned hither and thither like a lighthouse that was wound too tightly. Kruger ducked down behind a pallet that housed four large barrels. He waited for the two guards to pass, and was only mildly upset that they had wanted Rena to beat him the other night. She had of course and that fact had nothing to do with how hard he hit them in the back of the neck with those stun guns.

He keyed the Guardian pin and spoke in a whisper. "Two down Ember...four to go...Race you."

Right after Dia is in he climbs in himself. Since Kruger wanted to race he heads for the next set of two. "We'll see Kruger, we'll see." Stealthy movements bring him up behind them with very little noise and he lifts them up slamming their skulls together hard enough to knock them out, but not hard enough to kill. "My hands are my weapons." Then he's back towards Dia to grab up the pages and search through them. "Hell good thing we had Dia look. Get over here Kruger." He was paying attention to the pages because the information they had them handling drugs. It still wasn't reason to kill, but it was a good enough reason to make sure this warehouse wasn't going to be used anymore. Of course that meant the explosives he brought with him were gonna be used.

Emberclaw lifts up the two bodies and drops them outside for moving later. He wouldn't have any casualties even if they weren't the greatest people. Then he was beside Dia. "Can you check on any other warehouses in the area. If there's one there's gonna be another and we need to get them all." This job seemed too easy though. Way too easy. It was like they didn't expect to get attacked, or if they did... Well there was another time and place to think about that.

Okay guys, I have stripped everything I can find off his system. I can't find any thing obvious about drugs or other locations, but Gaia and I may find stuff hidden or encoded in the stuff I did get.

For your end, look for tuns or other types of barrels. In this mixed culture I think they would provide the easiest ways of hiding things. Also take pictures, of everything and anything. Even the markings on the various containers. The sources of them and where they come from may tell us something. Of course that includes any papers you find lying around.

There were struggles aplenty for Kruger, most of these seemed to be in the removal of every page from the packaging envelopes. Material Safety Data Sheets were thick in his fingers trifolded for easy insertion into those plastic envelopes. Along with these he found a copy of Bills of Lading, closer examination of this would reveal a bit of things he was sure. What had come in on the shipment, other stops made along the way and what was dropped there. This information could prove vital to Dia, though he supposed it was just as likely the chemical information and addresses would yield nothing but more questions.

Kruger eased along the front of the racking shoving papers into his sack and moving to the next set of drums. When he came to the final pallet he began his climb down, dropping the last five feet. ?Time Ember?.we are running out of it here. Let?s drop the ceiling and get out?if we are lucky the flames will consume everything.? He moved down the aisle quickly opening one of the overhead doors enough to jack rabbit off the dock. On the ground he crouched low and moved into the woods hoping that too much time hadn?t gone by, the last thing the Guardians needed was to gain a reputation for what was about to happen. Spun the wrong way Ember and himself would easily become names on the growing list of Watch BOLO?s.

::Dia just nods silently at Ember's command. She doesn't hang around, just double checks that she has grabbed everything available to be grabbed, even the trash out of any cans visible. Then she exits the same way she came in, since that's the closest one available. Whistling up her broom as she climbs out the window, she leaps astride it, wraps her cloak around her and takes off upwards to lose herself in the sky.::