Plan B - A Risk Worth Taking

[aerelm]

The plan was too flawless, and that worried him the most. From what he had learned, a flawless plan has far more potential to turn into a complete and utter mess, while a messed up plan always had a higher chance of actually working out the way supposed to. One thing that worried him the most, was not actually being alone in the server room as promised, that could definitely add complications.

One thing that bothered him the most though, was how he was dressed up, and the ridiculous makeup they had put on his face. He felt like a clown from a cheap horror film in those clothes, and he couldn't believe how would a group of people voluntarily dress up like that, 'But oh well.. That silver is known to be a real weirdo.' he thought to himself.

The ship had docked on Tripoli, and there was really nothing to do for him but to walk straight into the server room, grab the blueprints, install the disk Silver had gave him and finally walk out, but this gut feeling inside him was telling him something's gonna get wrong, really really wrong. It wasn't the first time though, he knew the paranoia-like feeling deep inside was not to be trusted.

In the elevator he was trying not to look at the security camera looking straight at him, and the three faceless figures standing right behind him, close enough for him to feel their dry breath on him, and their eyes locked on the back of his robe. They had not much more chatter with Silver after the first 'meeting', and he did not even know if the three figures behind him had the slightest idea of his plans and arrangements with Silver.

When the door opened, he expected something completely different. Unlike the rest of the station, the floor they were in didn't have even a tone of brown in it. It actually looked more like an Ageira mainframe facility than anything else, and the server room was obviously at the end of the corridor they were in, the sealed door with voice recognition, fingerprint scanner, keycode input and card reader. 'Silver must've done a hell of a job kickin up this place's security' he thought to himself, because the whole place looked nothing 'Corsair' to him. Now, walking down that corridor, he could clearly see why his initial plan about hacking into the wireless access point on station would've failed.

One of the figures following him caught up, walking right past him, and inserted what seemed to be a master password into the keypad, as unlike the regular five-digit input requested it took him ten presses for the door to open. As the door unlocked and opened, he walked in, throwing a quick glance behind him to see the three figures standing outside, with no apparent intention to follow him.

To his surprise, the server room was deserted, not a single soul in there. So walking right to the main console, the first thing he did was disabling the half a dozen of security cameras inside the room 'Huh... They sure didn't want anything slipping through unnoticed.' thinking to himself with a low chuckle, and then taking the robe off, he cracked his knuckles, 'Time to get to work...' whispering to himself.