She arrives at the command terminals

Blake let out a sigh of relief as the door closed behind her and the airlock to the server vault began to cycle. Now that the robots weren't starring at her, she stopped covering herself with her arms. She was without her clothes and weapon, but at least she still had the USB stick she needed to complete the mission. While she would admit the mission was going...less than optimally, she was still doing good. She had been told during the briefing there was a good chance she wouldn't even make it this far. From here it should be easy to find the right terminal and start downloading data. There should be no more security to go through and all the usual employees should be off duty.

The airlock opened with a hiss and Blake shivered a little as she felt cold air rush over every inch of her nude body. The Server Vault was kept at a constant temperature of 50 degrees to cool the servers. Not the coldest of temperatures, but it certainly felt colder when the only thing she was wearing was her birthday suit. With a bit of embarrassment, she noticed her nipples were hardening from the chill.

Inside, Blake could see row after row of white server banks lit by blue hued light. This certainly was the place alright. Padding forward, she could feel the coolness of the flooring on her bare feet, which caused her to really think about what she was doing. She was completely naked inside an SDC facility! She, of course, had no problem with trying to stick one to the SDC, but when she had volunteered she had no idea she would ever be doing it while naked. If anyone found out of this she'd be the laughing stock of the entire White Fang, and the SDC would probably laugh at her too!

Shaking her head, Blake slapped her cheeks to try and ignore those kind of thoughts. 'Focus Blake!' She thought as she tried to regain some semblance of calm. 'Just do the mission and get out. You can freak out about this later.'

Now focused once again on her mission, the White Fang infiltrator slunk forward towards the back of the vault. Coming around the last of the Server banks, she found her objective. On a raised platform was a group of about two dozens different computer workstations. It was the duty of these stations to monitor the servers and allow the technicians to interact with the data in the vault.

Blake smiled to herself. She was practically home free already.

Strutting forward with confidence, the young infiltrator noticed a bit too late that she had one major problem.