[center][abbr=Pit][img]https://i.ibb.co/7VzgY22/pit.png[/img][/abbr]
Word Count: 845 (+2 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]5[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 162/50
[b]Location[/b]: Dystopiascape - Midgar, Suoh[/center]
The next course of action was decided. Naturally, Pit chose to go with those headed for Arahabaki. He'd decided as much immediately after talking with Luka. So long as they didn't get into too much trouble on the way there, the short break from battle would have Pit fighting fit again in no time. Plus the provisions Midna provided would help a lot.

When it was time to split up again, the angel waved the other two groups off. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Good luck!"[/color] he told Lili and Raz, hoping they'd find Lili's father safe and sound. Then Pit was off himself, along with Luka's group headed toward Midgar's heart.

The Shinra Building. Of course Pit had seen it before, it was impossible not to. It loomed over the city, visible from the highway the Seekers had partially rode in on from Gutsford and even the wilderness where they'd fought off the machine army. Seeing it this close, Pit pressed his face to the car window and strained to get a glimpse of the top of it. He couldn't, even after exiting the vehicle and going the rest of the way on foot.

The building's base - or rather, the huge high-tech wall that surrounded the building's base - was crawling with soldiers of all kinds. Pit spotted at least three or four different factions, and the sight of the sectopods made his eyes widen. They had to get through all of this! Fighting off all of these people... it might be [i]possible[/i], but it really seemed like a bad idea. Since they had to get through the gate, they'd have to go with another strategy. The group quickly came to the consensus that sneaking around the defense force seemed the most practical.

Luka pointed out some specific people among those in front of the gate, and though most were just as unfamiliar to Pit as almost everything else in Suoh, he squinted at them and tried to commit their faces to memory. The weirdly shaped man he wouldn't forget anytime soon, at least.

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"He must be one of the people in on- everything?"[/color] Pit said. It was possible that most of Psych-OSF's leaders were, even the Septentrions they'd just fought.

Since the small crew of heroes couldn't well sit and wait much longer lest they lose any opening they had to get past the gate, they had to begin to move out, plotting their own courses to try and slip through undetected.

[i]I'm not Snake, but I can do this![/i] Pit thought to himself.

The actual fact of the matter was that stealth was not Pit's strong suit. However given the circumstances on both sides - the guard personnel weakened and distracted, and the Seekers motivated to get through but with little other options - he thought he could pull it off. He just had to... actually think about [i]how[/i] to do it. Maybe he could cling to the underside of a truck? That was probably something a tactical espionage expert would do. Maybe single out a lone guard, beat him up and take his clothes? [i]No, that's more trouble than it's worth. Hmm...[/i]

The simplest option was probably the best. Despite his lack of flight, with his wings Pit could scale the gate itself - or at least get up to one of the damaged parts and get through the same way something else had, while the repairmen were working in a different area. Yeah, that could work!

Since Midna had gone on ahead thanks to her shadow powers, Pit gave the remaining people a quick salute before they went their own ways, only a little jealous of the teleportation option. To give himself a little boost in confidence, Pit imagined his goddess' voice. [color=lightgreen][i]Okay Pit. Commence sneaking mission... now![/i][/color]

Avoiding the drones and cameras was simple enough because of their spotlights. Stay out of that and he'd be out of sight to them. The guards themselves were tougher to avoid, what with so many of them and wider fields of view. Carefully, and with a patience that the angel rarely displayed, he snuck over to a sparser area. Once close enough to the gate it was time to go up. His wings were not like those of an owl, they couldn't cut completely soundlessly through the air. Neither were they very loud in the first place though, not when Pit wasn't working them hard, and it was doubtful that anyone would hear his wing beats over the sounds of shouted orders and machinery. 

Sneaking around guards like this had a completely different vibe from hiding from a horrible monster; it was kind of exciting. Of course, being guided by Midna as she gave signals for which paths were more clear made things easier. He continued heading up in the damaged, darker area of the gate, searching for the crack in the wall or the pried open vent that would lead him through - lest he have to go all the way over the top of it, doing his utmost to avoid detection and regroup with his friends on the other side.