Junebug leaned casually against the wall as if waiting for Neil to pull some routine information from the system. A few of the passers by glanced at her, but her bored expression and the apparently mundane nature of the task were sufficient to ward off the curious. Taya continued to shift with unease.

"Cheng is a gangster of some sort right? Wont have have thought to secure the vents?" she worried. Junebug nodded.

"Obviously, but he wont have any armed guards up there, which means its just a matter of defeating whatever automated systems he has up there," she explained. That might be anything from motion detetors to antipersonell mines. Or both of course. SHe trusted Neil's engineering skills to get them by.

"And hey, if anything goes wrong, there is always plan b," Sayeeda went on cheerily. Taya looked around.

"Plan B?" the girl repeated looking bewildered. Junbug patted the receiver of her sub machine gun and smile wolfishly. 

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It was eventually decided that Taya would remain at a nearby cafe and provide technical support as she could. The girl was clearly nervous and Junebug wasn't willing to risk a potentially lethal panic attack in tight quaters. She crawled behind Neil, worming her way deeper into the maze of vents and duct work. FOrtunately a station the size of Beckett's Node had substantial ventilation so it was possible for them to crawl along Neil's torturous path. Suddenly the pilot stopped moving.

"WHat do you see?" Junebug sub-vocalized.