[IC] The Call to Infinity

Switchblade examines the ladder for a moment, then shrugs and swings himself over the edge of the catwalk, half-climbing half-sliding down the ladder. Once he is on the ground, he waves cheekily at Ulysses to indicate that all's fine and then goes to try the door.

Ulysses checks around him and then he follows Switchblade down the ladder.

Ava struggles hard...

"We can book it," Switchblade comments to Ulysses as he skeptically looks down the highway. "There is always a risk of running into the law enforcement coming this way, but at least we can duke them in the industrial zone. Or..." He glances back at the power plant building. "We can hide somewhere around here and see what happens once they arrive. But I'm not very good at stealth - even without some bottles ruining my vibe - so it's probably not a good idea. But I'm willing to try if that's your preference!"

"We are spread thin as we are. I say we leave and try to reconnect with the others. The mission seems botched from the beggining..." says Ulysses as he checks the surrounding area.

"I'd say it was successful enough!" Switchblade follows after Ulysses, keeping watch on the highway so he can alert the other man when it is time to take cover. "We know that DeVie is here, seemingly still working his job, we can find him again later unless the Leviath spook him. Perhaps even try to infiltrate the facility, even..." He gestures towards the direction Speed-E left in. "I think our best bet is to reconvene by the terminal we looked at earlier, it is the only location of note we were at together. Excluding the station."

As Dell first gains the driver's seat, he initially swings the Speed E. in a wide arc toward the building entrance, paying little mind to any parking lot signage or right of way. He's aiming to see if they can catch any sight of the others to extract them. (With the general approach that if he had an unobstructed path to them, he'd make a beeline and then slow down long enough to pick them up before heading out, otherwise he'd complete the circle and head back out to the highway, ditch the Speed E as soon as possible, and go to ground with the good doctor to meet up with the others when it seemed safe).

As the guard stalks forward, he's of the same mind as Ava, and even as she calls out a warning he's already trying to shimmy the vehicle aggressively from side to side in an attempt to knock the man off his feet in hopes they might be able to simply shove him out the back.

The stunner striking his headrest makes it obvious that plan won't be successful. As Ava grapples with the guard to neutralize him, Dell keeps one hand on the wheel and attempts to use the other to rip off the guard's helmet (if it proves detachable) and attempt to break it against their opponent's face. If doesn't come free with a good tug, he'll aim to smash the helmet cam into the side wall of the vehicle along with its occupant's head until neither one appears to remain functional. All while trying to keep one to one half an eye on the road.

"Whew! I thought we were goners," Ava says, heaving a huge sigh as she almost collapses into the passenger front seat, rolling the guard off of her.

"We have to keep circling and try to grab the others. I don't know about finding DeVie, now. The place will be crawling with security any second."

Ulysses walks with Switchblade through the zone, giving glances behind their backs now and then.

"That was far less of a quiet hit and run than I had hoped,"Dell observes. "However, I'm not sure circling is the best approach. I had hoped to extract the others, but I believe we have become a liability. Security was already alerted to our presence and even away from the power plant, the visible damage to our ride will arouse more suspicion the longer were on the road. However, we have no reason to assume they themselves have been compromised. I will defer to your opinion, but believe we may need to ditch it at the next exit and proceed to locate the others on foot. We should have established a fall back point, where would they head?"

"I'll defer to you. This stuff isn't in my wheelhouse. Let's go with your plan. Let's go."

Ava massages her shoulder. Wrestling with men wasn't something she did every day, or even at all. Once the adrenaline in her body had dissipated, the pain of the struggle became apparent.

While it might be easier to climb or cut the fence, it is also much more noticeable and won't take long for the drones to investigate - so Switchblade dashes towards the locked hatch instead. He tries it, testing the strength of the lock, and then shifts his stance and flexes his fingers. "Let's see if we are authorized," the cyborg grins as he grabs whatever part of the door is grabbable and attempts to force it open.

Wide-eyed and watching as the prowlers shriek by, Ava turns her head, eyes following them until they are out of view and then picking up the scene in the rear-view mirror, her eyes growing wider by the second.

"Oh hell, Dell. Hey, that rhymes. Funny on an ordinary day which this most definitely is not! But ... uh ... a bunch of drones just got released from those prowlers. That's bad. Really bad. Isn't it?"