[sub][h3][center]Archie[/center][/h3][/sub][hr]
[i]"How long are we thinking we'll need? The sooner the better. Today."[/i]

Archie shifted uncomfortably at this. He seemed hesitant, like an animal unsure as to whether it was going to interact with the unknown. "I don't think today is a good idea." Archie started, his voice slow as if he was choosing his words uncharacteristic care. His statement was further backed up by Nic's explanation of his ability. He could remotely see through everyone's eyes if they were in contact with him, spreading his tendrils out in spore that people could catch like a virus or a particularly nasty STD. Even better, one could drink away the problem if they so desired.

A part of him wished there were other types of issues one could drink away... but oftentimes alcohol created more problems than it did solutions. It brought forth the memories of a gunshot, Agent Radvi bleeding out on the ground, Lynn's hands covered in blood, and Eli slipping away trying to keep Radvi from dying an excruciating death. He shivered, and in his nervousness at the idea of storming The Spire today and the ever haunting memories, a low but solitary beep emitted from his heart monitor. Archie was quick to cover it, although he was sure that the others had heard it, placing his free hand over the bracelet in embarrassment.

"I think we should give Nic a few days to... work his magic." Archie explained. "If we know when they come in and out of the entrance and their general routes in The Spire, Nic could have a mental map of the place through them. I'd rather know where I'm going than die lost and confused." Because he had known that that felt like. To be on the other side of a gun when you had no idea what was happening. To suddenly be terrified at the concept of dying when the last memory you had was being asleep in your bed. He didn't want to stumble through the dark again, and he certainly didn't want to spend any more time in The Spire than absolutely necessary. The longer they spent treading over the same ground up there, the more likely they were to be caught.

"It'll give everyone time to get their affairs in order. And give Packet time to think if they need to. Lets give it four or five days. Maybe more. However long its necessary for Nic to have a sense of direction up there." 

Lest they end up lost in the stars.