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Well that was it then. While Dean did not expect the plan to unfold suddenly today, he definitely was not opposed to it. As he walked up the steps to the roof, and into the helicopter, he couldn't help feeling that he was stepping into a brave new chapter. Maybe this group would succeed in doing what so many noble villains had tried and failed to do in the past - bring about the end of hero society. But that was a leap. For now it was this mission. 

The ride to the factory was short, but fairly boring and awkward. There weren't many words - everyone was thinking about their roles, he assumed. Dean somewhat regretted only bringing one crow now. But this was a city after all. There would be birds everywhere. So Dean didn't worry too much about a lack of spies available for this task ahead. 

So, they touched down, everyone rushing into their respective positions. His mask back on, Dean fitted the communication device inside. His crow wouldn't go inside - it was too big and too valuable. Instead, Dean recruited three wrens from a nearby tree, small birds who could fit in easily to small holes. He made sure he was tucked away - He can't sense from his own body when taking over the senses of a bird - before sending them in. 

[color=SlateGray]"Right then. It's rather empty in here so far. I certainly don't see any armed guards. Just a few workers. Security in this place is definitely lax, I don't forsee much issue on that front. Alright, this is it I think. There's a large metal door here. There's a keypad to enter, so you'll have to get past that. Let me just wait for someone to go in or out.[/color]

A brief pause. A worker soon came and opened the door, the tiny bird slipping in behind it. 

[color=SlateGray]"This is indeed the machine room. There are a couple of security guards in here, it seems, but none of them are armed. That door my wren just slipped through seems to be the only door. So, in conclusion then - there are no armed guards in the halls. The machine room door is the eighth on the left. There's a keypad to enter and security guards inside. That is all."[/color]

And then that was done. Dean regained his senses and sighed, leaning back to let the others do their thing. But, just as a final precaution, Dean sent a wren out to check the perimeter. As it flew overhead, it spotted something in the almost empty parking lot. A bus. He wants pretty sure he didn't notice that before. The bird flew into the closest tree, and Dean quickly noticed the U.S.J logo on the side. Oh dear. And what's more, inside he could see the long blonde hair of Enterprise. Students stood up to get off - a boy with equally bright blonde hair, what appeared to be a moth, a very muscular hispanic and many more. 

[color=SlateGray]"Everyone, there has been a very unexpected new development. A bus has just pulled into the parking lot here. A U.S.J bus. Filled with students... And Enterprise.[/color]