mogget_cat | OOM: Who ya gonna call?

Yrael has the information they'll need for their... field trip, that which Tesla helpfully procured for them about the Cabal. Yrael, Axel and Nikola have been planning this for quite a while, and since the Cabal seem to be stepping up their activity in regards to searching for Nikola, they decided that acting sooner was better than later.

Getting into Tesla's world is as simple as him opening the door and letting Axel and Yrael step through.

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"Yeah."

The photographs are better than the map, and once he has them matched up, it makes more sense.

"That is... 4th street there, looking West, so that rooftop is the building in question."

"Do we have blueprints, or should we just burn the whole thing to the ground?"

"We do have blueprints, too."

At this, because those blueprints are large, he pulls out a small laptop he had been gifted, and had been taught how to use over the span of various trips to Nikola's home.

"Upper offices are on the top floors, so roof access may be our best bet, here and here."

Axel nods.

"Would it be worthwhile to set some Assassins guarding? To keep them from running."

"It would," Yrael grins. "Most certainly."

"We're aiming at the people in suits and people in labcoats, but any computers or technology we can take out along the way would be a bonus."

"I can set a couple of Assassins on that, too," Axel says. "They're smart enough to understand 'destroy all computers.'"

"Sounds good. So, we make our way top-down until we're satisfied, then choose our next target."

They can discuss planning for each target on the way to them, he figures.

Axel nods.

"Works for me."

Yrael glances over the blueprint files again, then closes the laptop and settles it and the map back within his pack.

"Ready to go, then?" He grins, toothily.

Axel stretches up, and up, and then rolls his shoulders back, and grins.

"Yeah."

Yrael laughs at the grin on Axel's face.

It tells him he was right in asking Axel to aid him in this.

"Good."

Destination firmly in mind, Axel reaches out, to pull the portal open, that leads into the darkness.

Yrael heads through.

"...This way, is it?" He hasn't traveled through the Dark Paths nearly as much as Axel has, but one does start getting a slight feel for it, after a while.

"It feels that way," Axel agrees with a nod. He flips his hood up over his hair, for extra protection; they shouldn't encounter anything between here and there, but you never knew.

"Good," Yrael's teeth are bright in the darkness.

It doesn't take long. The wind whips by them in a dull roar as they step out onto the twilit skyscraper's roof. As a result, the sound of the rooftop access door crashing open, allowing them entrance to the building, is almost lost.

Axel takes the short flight down in a single hop, and heads forward. As he does, he gives the silent call/command to his Assassins, setting them to their task.

With a bright flare of light, Yrael crashes into the first guards they see, bringing them down.

Alarms are sounding along hallways, echoing all through the building.

These are some quite tastefully decorated offices, through this door. Very feng shui. Administrative assistants are backing away from their desks, startled; there are voices raised in angry, questioning tones behind a pair of large, wooden doors.

A couple of walking suits meet their end at the sharp points of Axel's chakrams, and a couple more at the heat of his flames.

The computers die with showers of sparks, fried by twisting, corrosive Free Magic. The doors rebound against the walls with the force opening them.

At least the personal guards of the fancier suits have the presence of mind to start shooting.

Axel considers dodging, but decides on raising a wall of fire hot enough to melt the bullets mid-air - and just keep it up, until the shooters run out of ammo.

Which they do, their all-business-no-questions looks flickering with uncertainty.

That's all they have time for. Silver fire, or at least that is the shape it takes, erupts from their superiors.

Axel laughs, and the blinking minions are dispatched by his minions.

"This is pretty easy," he comments.

"They were taken unawares," he grins at Axel as he fries the room's computers. "They may have gotten word to the other locations, so perhaps they'll put up some fight when we get there."

It's not fun if things are too easy.

"How are things progressing elsewhere in the building?" Yrael notes vaguely to himself that minions might be a good investment.