The Incomprable Mr. Gen

Kyle, whose only knowledge of the second dead zone comes from a crude dirt drawing, shrugs his shoulders and throws a puzzled look back at Ishala.

"Ok, it was around the corner, just past the bushes there, right?" he starts to point off to his right, pauses, and instead points off to the left.

"Right?" he asks, obviously unsure of where the other dead zone is located.

Just as he starts to move, Jem steps back to join the rest of you, and grabs Kyle by the shoulder.

"It's this way, genius!" he says pointing to the right. "But the camera there has it covered. We'll have to take the scenic route."

Jem leads the group back past Ruhak's and takes several alleyways and side streets before he signals everyone to crouch down. Standing behind a line of well maintained bushes, you find yourselves on the opposite side of GHG Industries.

"Cameras there and there" he says pointing to either corner of the building. Something else catches his eye and he slowly draws his blaster "and a guard"

"I have just the thing" Jem says, fishing around in the pockets of his coats. He pulls out a small blaster pistol and a small device which he attaches to the barrel. "It's set to stun, and that extra bit will keep it nice and quiet."

He holds the weapon in his hand and offers it to Ishala. "Downside is you have to get in close, really close, or it will just shock him a bit. Touch it to him when you fire and he won't wake up until the sun rises."

C6-9K's sudden appearance catches the guard by surprise, who instinctively moves his hand to his hip, reaching for a baton. He quickly regains his composure when he sees the droid's panicked approach.

"Easy there, buddy" he says, holding both of his hands up, palms open, in front of him.

"If you're worried about the blaster fire that was just going on, you'll have to talk to the FSF. I'm just working security for Mr. Gen, not a lot I can do about terrorists."

The guard lets out an almost inaudible squeak, his muscles twitch involuntarily for a split second before all of his limbs go completely limp. Jem and Kyle quickly make their way to the wall of the building, Kyle stopping along the way to lay the guard out in a less uncomfortable position.

"Few hours and he'll be up and about like nothing happened" Jem mentions to Ishala, holding out his hand, awaiting the return of his pistol.

From your current position you can see the cameras posted on the corners of this side of the building. While the front camera doesn't appear to have any type of power of control wires running to it, the one on the back corner certainly does. You visually trace the path the wires take from the camera and find that they lead to a control box on the wall, about eight feet above the ground.

"Give me a few weeks" Jem says with a smile, slipping the pistol back into his coat, "and I'll have one ready for you."

The hook sails through the air, trailing the line behind in a high arc, before landing with a soft thud on the roof. Ishala pulls on the line until the hook secures itself on some unknown item on the roof. After a few test pulls, each a little more stronger than the last, she's confident that the line is in place.