[b]March 8th, 2020
5:35 PM, PT
DEO HQ, Coast City[/b]

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Jessie had come through for him, which shouldn't have been as surprising as it was. Ezra found it strange to be able to rely on someone again, not even his family had ever done something so blatantly dangerous or illegal for him. This was right up her alley, the kind of thing she found exciting- and yes, maybe he found it a little thrilling too - but he didn't believe that was the only reason; Jessie cared for him and he wouldn't doubt that again. He hoped she knew he'd do the same for her, y'know, if she had been at risk of being killed by an unknown government organization instead of him.

As he lurked outside the building, a short block-shaped place three stories tall with dark walls, sharp edges, and tinted windows, Ezra checked his phone to get the latest update from his partner; [i]Something's in there. Made contact with me through the computer, talked into my brain. Trying to find out more. This is the place.[/i]

A prisoner. He'd expected those, though one of them reaching out to them before they even infiltrated the place was a surprise. A telepath maybe? But then they wouldn't have been able to talk through the computer. Technopath? He didn't know any technopathic species, aside from Jess at least, so it was possible… but unlikely. Maybe some kind of electro-gaseous lifeform, they usually had peculiar effects on nervous systems and computer systems alike, though how one would survive on Earth he didn't know. He shrugged, it was too early to tell.

[i]Couple guesses, nothing solid tho, keep me posted.[/i] He sent back, before pocketing his phone and getting back on task.

He shot up into the air, costumed in his old containment uniform and flying invisible so as to not be seen. He ducked into a back alley a little further along, searching for the back door most of the buildings nearby all had. He found it easily, a big metal rectangle with a large clamp-like lock on it. Good enough. He ducked his head through the door, intangible and invisible and smirked as he found exactly what he was looking for: two agents were stood nearby talking heatedly, apparently frustrated with one of their coworkers or something, and bolstered on their waists were little key cards, and what was that? A mobile phone? Yoink.

He relieved the whiniest agent of his key card and phone, hastily backing away and back out through the door as the deep chill of overusing his invisibility and intangibility powers began to creep into his core. He lasted a bit longer, flying through the open window of a building next door and checking he was alone before fading back into the visible spectrum and becoming tangible once more. He whipped out his phone and played with a fancy little connector he'd bought for just this occasion before sending a text to Jessie; [i]Got a key card and an agent's phone, might not have anything important on it but I hooked it up to mine. See if you can find anything?[/i] He’d try himself, but the required passcode was a long string of numbers he couldn't hope to guess.

He'd done as bout as good as he could without actually sneaking all the way in. With any luck Jessie would find a blueprint and they'd find a good place to just walk through a wall at. He could only hold intangibility and invisibility for so long, and for two people it was even more questionable, with a group of potential alien prisoners? Forget it. So they needed a plan, a path to follow, an answer to any defenses or obstacles in their way. 

He peeked out of the window, glinting green eyes flickering like a candle in the dark shadows of the room he'd chosen to hide in. This was a perfect position to spy on the HQ from; he could see directly down the alleyway where the back entrance was, he could see the front entrance perfectly, a few of the lighter windows facing him he was able to see through, and he was high up enough to see the roof access as well, potentially leading to an elevator or stairwell: and speaking of vertical travel, humans loved their basements and bunkers, perhaps the building had lower rooms he couldn't see, he briefly wondered if he should seek out an underground entrance via a subway, mine, or sewer tunnel, but dismissed it. Even if there were lower levels and entrances to them, he had a better view from here until he heard back from Jessie.