Sleep Spell.

"So Greggy, what do you do in your spare time?" Dove asked the young security guard as they rode the elevator up to the floor with the broken air handler. Tyr was watching bemusedly out the corner of his eye, hoping that Jake's Masking Spell would keep his face professional.

"Uh...I...um...watch the Trid, workout, uh...eat..."

"That sounds wizzer." Dove answered, though her voice was a bit more sarcastic than earlier. Even her philanthropy had it's limits. Tyr noticed Fire Fox and Jake glance at each other, with Fire rolling his eyes.

The Elevator dinged it's destination and the quintet got off the elevator and walked down the hall towards the air handler. As they walked Tyr walked a bit slower, looking over some papers as though refreshing his memory with the schematics of this exact model of air handler.

What he was really doing was getting behind the guard so that when Jake hit him with the sleep spell he wouldn't break his neck while falling.

The group rounded a corner and, according to the security plans Fire had dug up, out of all camera ranges. Jake hit him, and the kid dropped in the middle of a sentence. Tyr quickly moved up to the kid and caught him before he face planted into the floor.

“Peregrine to Simon and Tyr,” Peregrine 's voice came over the headset, and it sounded to Tyr like she actually was whispering. “something big is going on, don’t know what yet.”

"Roger." Simon responded.

Tyr didn't have time. Peregrine's job now was to watch the KISS station. For her to be saying that means the KISS was mobilizing, and for her to be whispering into the headset meant it was something major. Tyr nodded to Fire as he quickly hacked the coded door. Tyr took point into the room. Paratech was far too trusting, according to the security plans all the lab had was that coded door. That's because most of the security was on the matrix. If someone could deck into that, then they'd have a clear view of everything going on in this room. So no cameras or anything of the sort. At least not yet.

Fire Fox moved after him, and went straight to the mainframe, quickly hooking in the leads to the Cyber Seven into it.

Tyr looked over at Dove, who was currently memorizing the kids name. "So far so good," Tyr said in a low voice to Jake, who still had a worried look on his face. "What's wrong?"

"Something...I don't know." Jake answered, tensely.

“Guys,” Peregrine's voice came over again, “the president’s dead.”

Jake inhaled sharply, his eyes widening. Tyr shook his head sadly, while Dove looked to be about to scream "WHAT?" but she held her own, her mouth moving but no words coming out. Fire Fox had heard it, but he was on a job. When Fire was in the Matrix on a job nothing distracted him. As he said, "A half second in the Matrix can feel like an hour. So distractions in the Matrix can get you killed before your meat body know's what the frag happened."

Jake was about as shook up as Tyr had ever seen him. And that was saying something. The man has been in the shadows a long time, he knows shit happens. Tyr hoped Jake would shake it off and think about it more later, because they were still in basically hostile territory, and they had to get to the extraction part of the run.

Fire Fox, finally coming back from the Matrix looked up with a smile, "Got it...what's wrong?" Fire said as he looked at Jake.

Tyr shook his head, "Not now, we have to get out of here."