by Doc 42 » Thu Dec 03, 2009 6:08 pm
The Hornet stood up into a one knee'd crouch, head low to the ground. Monitoring his status, his vision suddenly pulsed, everything retaining a much clearer focus, a message popping up, informing him that his neural network was back up and running. He cancelled the system scan before it was finished, he didn't have time to go by the book. His back 'shell' split into two parts like a beetle's, his insect like wings zipping out, holding idle for just a moment. He quickly threw the throttle up. With a heavy groan and crackle, the wings started up, flashing through the air. They quickly lifted the machine off the ground, adjusting into a hover.
He toggled another progress bar, monitoring his jet's. Very little fuel. Wouldn't be operational for another 5 minutes. Regardless, he spun around and streaked down the corridor, gunning the wings power up even more, keeping their pitch controlled though...
Neeblestrix thought for a moment, biting onto the end of his pencil. "Well, I guess we're going to have to plan this thing. We could do it a variety of ways. Frontal assault, blow our way through the front doors with an X-5, have it rip the vault to hell, you nab the money, X-5 distracts the police while you make a break for it. limits how much we can carry though. We could try an aerial job, a number of agents inside the bank take the place under control, then transport the cash to the roof, then we have an aerial drone pick it up."

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**** off TT"-Doc 42
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