As he and Cypher walked down the street, Apex was acutely aware of the sheer silence and tranquility of the city around them. In a different situation, this city would appear peaceful, beautiful, a stark change from the gray, and white of the streets and snow, with neon splashes from signs. As it was now however, the peace was unnerving, the silence threatened to choke him. Despite his armored stature, Apex was one of their more stealth oriented avatars, sneakily advancing to high vantage points to provide his team with cover, but with this almost extreme silence, Apex could clearly hear the echo of his footfalls as they slowly trudged through the town. 

Cypher seemed to share his uneasiness, and the two pressed onwards. Apex wasn't sure if the others were still with them- he hoped that they were, but in this situation where nothing seemed to be making sense, there was no assurance that the others were even in this city with them. Who knew, maybe this city was one in a giant network of cities in a huge digital world- maybe Apex and Cypher were lucky enough to get dropped in the same city, but the others were trapped by themselves in other giant utopian cities of gold. Apex wasn't even sure if the others were alive, but he knew that he and Cypher were in a bad situation, and the best place to hole up until they found out what the hell was going on was this tower ahead of them.

As they arrived at the base of the tower, they realized the building was a lot larger than Apex had originally thought. The door was open too. Cypher placed herself against the side of the door frame and gave Apex a look- she was waiting for a command. Pressing himself on the other side of the doorway opposite to Cypher, he placed a finger to the area where his lips would be. Closing his eyes, Apex stilled his breath forced his other senses to respond to him. It wasn't difficult with the seemingly natural silence of the city around them. There was someone, or some people inside the tower. His trained ears heard the faint series of changing pitches that implied voices were above them, and he could hear the clatter of footsteps on the floor and the tapping of objects. There was another voice- louder this time, still impossible to make out the words or recognize the voice, but loud enough for him to hear.

He opened his eyes and shot a look at Cypher, and stuck two fingers up and twisted his wrist. [i]Two people, maybe.[/i] Apex looked down his rifle and changed his scope to the lowest magnification setting, to make it more usable in this shorter engagement range. As his rifle's scope changed in magnification, it also changed in shape until it appeared as a military grade red dot sight- a 2x optic for short-medium range engagements. He looked back at Cypher and nodded, and then gestured inwards towards the building with his head. It was go time. 

Leveling his rifle, Apex turned into the room,  rifle at the ready, prepared to shoot anything that he viewed as hostile or a threat to his well being. Upon turning into the room, Apex immediately registered three figures. He tensed as he prepared to fire, but stopped as he realized it was none other than Crystal, Atomik, and Havoc.

He held his hand out to Cypher. 

"Stand down. Friendlies."