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[TheBiggerFish]

ASEAMAT looks at the crazy people jumping down a who-knows-how-high tunnel and places a strip of Adhesion Gel on the side of the shaft, before following that up with an Aerial Faith Plate that, unless somebody decides to dodge it, should safely redirect the falling people onto the adhesion gel.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

The snappily-dressed blonde person is around.

[Shadestyle]

  Everyone leaps down while Kyanna goes deeper, revealing a sliding mechanical door with a keycard lock, and a strange room in the other direction, down a long hallway, from what she can see, the floor is spot welded repeatedly with tons of metal plating, seems it even now needs more repairs...

  The keycard door is sturdy, it would take a very powerful attack to damage it or the surrounding walls.

  Some sort of blinking can be seen in the room to the right.

[TheBiggerFish]

ASEAMAT heads down the corridor to the right.

[Chevaleresse]

Investigate the door. See if it's got any mechanical vulnerabilities, where the locking mechanism could be compromised and disengaged.

[Sl4cker]

Ikarus stretches, covering himself in a thick blanket of pure darkness.

[TCM]

Ray shows his ID. "I was dealing with some trouble up North. Private 'X-Ray' Narvayez, Volcan Wulfs unit. I'm here with my companion, Caboose, to protect a VIP." Law continues to be perched upon Ray's shoulder.
The red Peacekeeper taps the barrel of his rifle. "That so? Volcan Wulfs, ain't never heard of them before. What about you?"
His white teammate shrugs.
"So what's the deal with you guys then?"

Everyone else and Aesford proceeds to the front gate, where several Peacekeepers stand at attention at their arrival. "My name is....um...*cough*...Arthur King, vice-president of personnel, New York Jets." He pulls out a laminated sheet of paper from his suit pocket embraisoned with the NFL Logo, but no name. One of the Peacekeepers takes it, surveying it closely. "These are my wife, my daughter, my bodyguard, my coworkers, and my chauffeur and his daughter."
The Peacekeepers murmur to themselves, but are still audible:
"Who the hell is this guy? Do the Jets even have a vice president of personnel? What does a vice president of personnel even do?"
"I dunno', but the pass looks legit."
The Peacekeeper hands Aesford his pass back and waves at the guard building within the property, and the gate opens up.
"Alright, get in. And before you ask like everyone else, I have no idea where Mr. Megatron is right now, he's a busy man."
The gate shuts behind them and the Party is standing in an opulent garden before the massive swimming pool area, which features its own slide and Jacuzzi, in addition to the other amenities such as grills and a sound system. In addition to the guests, there also appears to be white-uniformed staff moving about hurriedly, carrying trays and dishes to and fro. Past this are doors to the actual mansion itself.

[Chevaleresse]

Volx subtly attempts to scan for Megatron psionically.

[kj1225]

"I don't blame you, we don't tend to see much action unless there's NFL personnel going through really rough places. Or unless we need to track down important people, which is why I brought Caboose just in case there's a need for ariel recon of that kind... Owls are very good at that kind of thing."

Kyle looks haughty. And also scans for the typical person serving drinks.

[Bluexdog]

big daddy takes a seat near a kiddy pool so little sis may play

[Projeck37]

"Well, isn't this interesting..."
Ashley follows ASEAMAT.

[Shadestyle]

  Going down the right hallway, ASEAMAT and Ashley enter the strange room, suddenly, two things drop down, a kinetic locked steel door, and the husk of some mechanical monstrosity, it clangs down like a car frame dropped from it's assembly line. a single arm wields a rocket launcher that clashes with the rest of it, and it's body shimmers with pinkish purple energy.  It's red eye, a dull unlit color indicates it's lack of activity as much as it's stillness does.

  The aura in the room warps space, activating the ASHPD's internal safety features, and shutting down the currently placed portals.

  The door's seams are held in place by nothing more than pure steel, and the locking mechanism is hidden behind a perfectly seamless frame.  It seems going straight through or opening it normally are the two solutions at hand.


Law looks at the blueprints with confusion, turning them this way and that.

"Must be a language gap, I'm not familiar with the language and terminology here... how many moving parts are in it?"


Click looks unimpressed with the party, and if there isn't that much attention on her, she Super High Jumps in a corner to get out of sight, checking the area for security and layout.  Any vents, cameras, or rooms with guards in front?

[Projeck37]

"Well... What's shall we do?"

[Chevaleresse]

Kyanna sighs irritably, which turns into an audible grunt when the other door slams shut. She walks down the hall and performs a similar inspection on it.

[Sl4cker]

Ikarus grunts, morphing his body to become more agile and strong, at the cost of temporarily weakening his resistances and slowing down his brain just a bit. He starts running at the recently-dropped steel door.