Lira was practically dozing as they had placed her in the container. She hadn't bothered to greet or note the others, and they likewise did not seem to be as inclined to do so. It seemed that somehow 'The Voice', as she had pleasantly nicknamed her typical order giver who of course was using likely a voice masking software to make sure that if they were caught that they wouldn't get caught along with them. She didn't mind, it was a typical mission at this point, and she wasn't about to start pressing The Voice now. Though, as they quietly rode along, she began to become aware of the amount of others that were sitting in the container. The amount of people began to spark other lines of thought, which eventually came to a single question which began to slightly irk her. 

[i]What exactly is there to take pictures of in here? Anything can be of interest, but this many people means that we are possibly hitting something...too large.[/i]

While Lira had her reservations about what exactly required so many people to come along to this, she was a bit more curious now about the lab as she always was when it came to getting into these structures. Usually they were much more obvious about what they had. Giant labs had typical runoff pipes and trucks transporting hazardous material at a regular rate. Factories tended to have more often than not supplies and ammo coming in, and never going back out like a supply base. This one looked different. All kinds of supplies, but security wasn't quite like the other facilities. It was then that The Voice decided to let her know the situation. 

[b]"I have aerial recon of the facility. You've got two other possible entry points - there's a rooftop entrance if you think you can get up there. It's about thirty feet up or so. There's also a third door on the opposite side of the structure, near the ornipad, I'd guess the VIP entrance."[/b]

She flexed her fingers with a smile behind the mask she had worn for this mission. Best to keep her identity somewhat hidden for this one, especially since she didn't imagine working with these people for too long. Still, it seemed that some of them were planning on getting in and out of there as fast as possible. Right to some computers right away, which she would be just fine getting to so they could finish up their hunt here. Though, from the looks of things this cargo dock wasn't going to be connected to anything important other than shipping manifests. 

"Taking a stroll around the building to be greeted as VIPs? Didn't know you had a pass." Lira replied to what she assumed was a techie itching to get back online. "We'll be avoiding a lot of eyes going around. Might be easier to just get in through the shipping area. The dumb bots won't much care for us catching a ride, and the guards don't seem to care about the amount of stuff coming in. Maybe even get to a quick shipping computer." 

Lira had used the tactic before, even once just sitting on top of the box flat as it carried her inside. Guards didn't much care to check the bots, as the containers were usually expected and automated cargo, things that could be exploited to get inside, and then collect what they needed. While the roof was attractive, she figured it would also be watched, meaning it would be better to start on the main floor and choose a direction, rather than start at the top to find everything they wanted was at the bottom. 

"Of course, if any of you darlings have an idea for getting in without attracting a battalion to just get some information I would be open to that." Lira finished, checking the whip at her side, and taking quick inventory of the rest of the group. Most were quiet, but that was expected since they had all decided to keep this professional. [i]Bunch of stiffs really. Probably the types who wouldn't even buy a girl a drink. Always the boring ones on missions like this. Shouldn't get my hopes up.[/i]