[h2]What Goes Up Part 5 [/h2]
[h3]Xengenics Lab, Khao Yai Greenleaf[/h3]

OOC: JP between [@Winters], [@MK Blitzen] [@Yule]

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“Server room lockdown,” Cyd said under her breath. 

"I'm sorry did you say lockdown?" Mathias said, stopping in his tracks.

"I didn't do [i]anything[/i], I swear!" Isaac exclaimed in his defense.

“The server room, to protect the data,” Cyd explained. “Several of the labs, they shutter in. There may be a release from inside in case this happens,Lo, plug the dongle back in, I’ll see if I can remote you back out or find the release.. Sit tight.”  Change of plans- disable the alarms. 

Isaac moped back over to the server terminal. "It's not even funny to say anymore." He complained as he plugged the dongle back in. As the system started up, he scanned around the room. "What would a release…thingie...even look like?"

“Little green box,” Cyd told him. “Maybe blue, somewhere near one of the access points, it’ll have two arrows and a circle on it. You may have to break glass - look for something like that. You look for that, I’ll see if I can…”, she chewed the inside of her cheek, “figure something out.” 

"Got it." Isaac confirmed as he began his search.

“Mathias –” Cyd was at a loss. She couldn’t tell him to get out of there - there’s no way he’d leave either of them behind, not anywhere, not ever. But if the fire spread…  She wouldn’t let her mind go there. It would be fine, and they could explain Isaac being locked inside, maybe.

"I'm going to him." Mathias stated. "No one's going to question a security guard going up anyway." He added moving with hurting long strides through the crush of people heading to the stairs.

Cyd searched the files using the password Mathias found on Kari’s desk - but this was new territory. They’d set off an alarm before for a distraction, but everything she was trying was falling short.  Time check was useless, cameras were still in play, sibs, alarm. 

It was nearly impossible to track Mathias with the cameras. He was heading up, but with the amount of people in the stairwell and the flashing lights, he wouldn’t even be able to hear over the noise. “Lolo, any luck?” She asked, trying to sound calm as file after file opened. 

"Yes!" Isaac crowed triumphantly as he located the escape button pretty much like what his sister has described. With a newfound confidence that they were gone free, he pressed the button. He could hear the locking mechanism release...then re-engage. His confidence instantly changed to dread. "No!!" he shouted as he frantically clicked the button again and again, the lock disengaging and, a moment later, re-engaging. "C'mon c'mon c'mon!! It won't stay open" His voice was high pitched and panicked.

“Okay, easy, Lolo.” Cyd soothed, keeping her voice calm even though her heart wanted to settle as a giant lump in her throat. “I’m trying to kill the alarm, as soon as I can do that, it’ll disengage.”  She didn’t bring up that wasn’t likely to happen until the fire was out, as it were, another set of sprinklers had just been set off. “It’ll just take me a minute, okay? Sit tight, Sit tight.” 

"Okaaaay…. Ok." Isaac said, slowing his breathing trying to calm himself down. "Hey, just uh….just wondering," he inquired, "how do you know if you're claustrophobic?"

“Your head has been stuck in way too many places for you to be claustrophobic,” Cyd promised. Cleithrophobia, well, that was an entirely different story.  Cameras. Sibs. Alarm. “We’ll have you out in just a tick. Want to play a game? I spy?” 

"I'm not a baby, Cyd!" Isaac huffed. But after a long pause, he finally said "I spy with my little eye, something...uh...blue."

Mathias was dealing with his own issues fighting against the tide of people. The din was loud and. He could barely hear his own thoughts, much less the conversation at hand. 

“Something blue…” Cyd said absently, trying both to shut off the alarm and keep Isaac calm. Big tanker skiffs, their own sirens blaring pulled up to the building. “Can’t be my hair. That’s more of an aqua. I’m going to go with server lights?”  She kept her head down and away from the officials rushing into the building, trying to come up with a plan. 

"I should've picked something harder." Isaac grumbled. "Seriously, though. Why are these server rooms always blue?? Like even in the action flicks! And I'm thinking to myself 'No way it's really like that.' Then I come in here and what do I see? Blue…. everywhere! It's so….cliché, man."

“Blue is cheaper to mass produce,” Cyd said, trying another. Cameras. Sibs. Alarm. “And probably because some exec thinks it looks high tech. You’re almost home free.”