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| - Gabriel couldn't but concur. The design was very weird, but it didn't stop their progress. They spent two hours walking around the building, trying to memorize the layout and finding points of interest. Then they finally found a databse room. It was - naturally - locked. The door required a keycard and a password and seemed an automatic type. They used the same tactics as before. They would wait. Uriel pulled out a pack of smokes from his attire and put one in his mouth. He recieved a euqal of a mental chuckle as a response "Relax brother. Brachiel made these for me. No smoke, smell or ashes. They are even healthy for you... Want one?" "Force of habbit I guess." - he made a whatever gesture - "More for me then." They waited outside the door for what seemed forever, but their patience paid off. A researcher walked down the corridor with cup of coffe in one hand. He took a sip while looking at a file folder, oblivious to everything around him. Reaching the door he pulled out a key cared and punched in some security codes, prompting the door to open. It would close as soon as he entered, giving them no time to slip in. Gabriel quickly threw a coin he pilfered from one of the drunken patrons back in Rukongai, so it looked like it fell out of the reseraches garb. The man turned around to pick it up giving them the opportunity they needed. The room was not very large and all it seemed to house was a central computer and some sorounding machienery. The scientist walked in, logged into the computer and started working. Gabriel took a glance over the mans shoulder to see what he was working on, and he seemed to be inputing raw statistical data on the daily life in Sieretei. "I'm wondering why I tagged along, Gabriel. You seem capable of handling this by yourself. Isn't that why the old men sent you in the first place?" - the thoughts were colored mostly with a playfull jab, but there was some irritation beneath They resumed their waiting. The scientist seemed tireless. Uriel was on his 5th cigarette. "I wish I did....Move already you stupid fart!...fart? FART?" - Uriels thoughts now had a sinister undertone - "I bet that would motivate him to leave the room." Before they could finish discussing their strategy the man rose up from his seat, yawned and stetched and walked out. He left the computer on and was still logged on. Meaning he would be back soon. They had little time. Uriel quickly started sifting trough the data and copying it on a data disk, while Gabriel listened for footsteps outside the door. It didn't take long for the scientist to return. Uriel pulled out the disk and was next to Gabriel in an instant. The man opened the droor, but left no room for them to slip trough. Thinking quickly, Gabriel fired a tiny laser beam from his sword, as low-powered as could manage, striking the man in the arm with the coffe. He jerker instinctively, spilling some of the dark beverage and taking a step back, cursing it. They both moved past and were on their way to the exit. "So, how much did we manage to get?" - asked Gabriel
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