Nemo put his hand over his head to block the sun and looked out to their destination. By his guess it was about a mile out if they went in a straight line. He then turned his head to the main office building of the docks, which was much further away. The view caused him to ponder for a moment, which then sprung an idea in Nemo's mind. 

[color=c0c0c0]"I have no doubt there's a magical presence somewhere within this compound. If your bubble leaves a trace, then we'll be found. So option B is probably the best. The only problem is that once we get there we can't just slip inside. If there are any locks we'd probably be spotted while trying to crack them... But I have something a bit more practical in mind to fix that."[/color] Nemo said, lifting his arm up and activating his manadial. After navigating a menu for a couple seconds radio sounds began to play to the group. It was the dock workers radio feed. 

Nemo's expression didn't seem to be interested in the various conversations. But once a monotonous voice played out and gave an order in between the various babbling, a small grin crossed his face. [color=6ecff6]"Prepare containers 246C and STEV6 for inspection."[/color]

[color=c0c0c0]"A harbor as big as this uses a basic artificial intelligence system to keep things organized though the radio. As compared to our other options, I don't think anybody would be too suspicious if it just so happened to [i]'malfunction'[/i]?"[/color] Nemo suggested. As he spoke he began to input various commands into his watch's holographic interface.[color=c0c0c0] "Mariners aren't exactly the most tech-savvy bunch around. So infiltrating their system should be. quite. easy."[/color] Nemo finished by pressing one last command, causing the usually white display to suddenly turn [color=39b54a]green[/color]. "...you know that was actually a lot easier than I thought." Nemo muttered afterwards, mostly to himself.

After using his hand to massage his throat for a moment, Nemo adjusted his voice like before and spoke into the manadial like it was a microphone. [color=6ecff6]"Emergency alert, all personnel please report to the main office immediately."[/color] His voice pretty much perfectly mimicked the tone and mannerisims of the AI. Directly afterwards Nemo pushed a small [color=ed1c24]red[/color] holographic input on the dial's display; one marked with a foreboding looking skull and crossbones icon. The effect was obvious, all the radio noise went dead, crashing the communications before anybody in charge could sort out Nemo's faux command. The only thing which could be heard was multiple vulgar complaints from the workers getting cut short. [color=c0c0c0]"That should keep them busy."[/color] Nemo noted as he saw workers on the dock all begin to walk from the shipping container area to their next time-waster. Luckily this time it was far from the group.  

Nemo turned back to Zoey and gave her the go ahead signal to start her part in the form of comically [i]'shooting'[/i] finger guns in her direction.