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Fish of OblivionWhile sneaking towards the Tokugawa Heavy Industries building was the easy part, given that the company was trading publicly with their address available to the public, once they got there, Zei, Dorumon and Ranamon now had to think of a way to actually get inside. For the time being, they kept away from any visible spaces, going so far as to hide near the storage area behind the tall skyscraper. Between Ranamon and Zei's agility and Dorumon's past stealth experience, they were able to keep away from prying eye, though not easily so. Hiding behind a shipment crate, Zei, Ranamon and Dorumon were on the lookout for any opportunities to actually get inside.
"Can't we just kill everyone here?" Dorumon hissed, already becoming impatient.
"No! Now be quiet!" Ranamon whispered back as she peeked out, studying where everyone was going and what they were doing. With the storage area being a mostly hands-on area, it was easy for her to memorize the workers' movements and routines while Zei, also doing the same, slowly thought of a safe path for them to enter. She then noticed how big the storage area was overall, how noisy it was and, for the most part, how the workers and activities were centered on the ground, leaving the area above their heads mostly out of their minds. Zei also noticed air vents up above, accessible from the beams that kept the roofs above the storage floor. However, it wouldn't be easy to reach any one of the vents, let alone actually breaking into one without being spotted.
"We might have to go up," Zei whispered. Looking up and putting two and two together, Dorumon and Ranamon turned to her. "Good point. We either have to get someone up first and get the rope or..." Ranamon turned to piles of stacked crates. "... well, start climbing together, I guess."
"Climbing it is then." Dorumon then noticed a forklift carrying a rather large crate, big enough for them to hide behind.
Huddling together to stay hidden, they waited until the crate was placed before crawling their way towards a particularly tall stack of crates. Slowly, but surely, Dorumon, Ranamon and Zei worked together and climbed up the crates, the latter two climbing first upon the female human's back before helping the taller and bigger Zei until they reached the beams supporting the roofs. Zei would be lying if she said that she wasn't afraid, her breathing heavy and her hair standing on its end, but compared to being in a war, precariously walking on steel beams while sneaking around was a comparably tame act.
Ranamon, on the other hand, was having trouble keeping herself steady at first. "I'm never really fond of heights," she whispered as she gradually calmed down and kept herself steady.
"Tough luck, princess. Now keep walking." Compared to her humanoid friends, Dorumon seemed capable of keeping her calm, though it did help that her body shape made it easy to balance herself on the beam. With danger and death following their every step, the three females slowly made their way towards the closest air vent; they couldn't afford to make any mistakes now.
"Can't we just kill everyone here?" Dorumon hissed, already becoming impatient.
"No! Now be quiet!" Ranamon whispered back as she peeked out, studying where everyone was going and what they were doing. With the storage area being a mostly hands-on area, it was easy for her to memorize the workers' movements and routines while Zei, also doing the same, slowly thought of a safe path for them to enter. She then noticed how big the storage area was overall, how noisy it was and, for the most part, how the workers and activities were centered on the ground, leaving the area above their heads mostly out of their minds. Zei also noticed air vents up above, accessible from the beams that kept the roofs above the storage floor. However, it wouldn't be easy to reach any one of the vents, let alone actually breaking into one without being spotted.
"We might have to go up," Zei whispered. Looking up and putting two and two together, Dorumon and Ranamon turned to her. "Good point. We either have to get someone up first and get the rope or..." Ranamon turned to piles of stacked crates. "... well, start climbing together, I guess."
"Climbing it is then." Dorumon then noticed a forklift carrying a rather large crate, big enough for them to hide behind.
Huddling together to stay hidden, they waited until the crate was placed before crawling their way towards a particularly tall stack of crates. Slowly, but surely, Dorumon, Ranamon and Zei worked together and climbed up the crates, the latter two climbing first upon the female human's back before helping the taller and bigger Zei until they reached the beams supporting the roofs. Zei would be lying if she said that she wasn't afraid, her breathing heavy and her hair standing on its end, but compared to being in a war, precariously walking on steel beams while sneaking around was a comparably tame act.
Ranamon, on the other hand, was having trouble keeping herself steady at first. "I'm never really fond of heights," she whispered as she gradually calmed down and kept herself steady.
"Tough luck, princess. Now keep walking." Compared to her humanoid friends, Dorumon seemed capable of keeping her calm, though it did help that her body shape made it easy to balance herself on the beam. With danger and death following their every step, the three females slowly made their way towards the closest air vent; they couldn't afford to make any mistakes now.