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Feeling left out that he wasn't pulling out secret weapons of destruction, William reached under hiw own chair, and pulled out... a laptop. He promptly placed the Laptop on his 'lap' and turned the power on. The normal signing on queues appeared. William then rapidly typed in his 37 digit passcode, it wasn't a word, rather a random string of numbers and letters. You could know whether each of the 37 were letters or numbers and still spend 3 weeks cracking the code. William then googled the word 'Umbrella.' Thousands of hits, some selling Umbrellas, other advertising Umbrellas. Some were discussing the company Umbrella, like if it was founded by aliens, or its a government cover-up. Others laugh at the people whom still believe Umbrella exists. Now what William wanted to do was check something. He googled something that was public knowledge, something that you'd need to have information on before looking for. T-virus+Umbrella. Instantly, his system crashed. William did the normal reboots to find his files had been altered. They all sported their original names and the Letter T intertwined with their names. Upon trying to open a file an alert message appeared. "You have the T-virus." His system crashed, permanently at that point. It seems the person Umbrella had hired to stop people from finding out about Umbrella and its more shady bussiness transactions. "Hey gang, I'll be out of radio communication, and I won't have a video feed for awhile. Sadly you guys are on your own for," he checked his gold Rolex watch, "20 minutes. You guys can look for a way in the good old fashioned way, or wait on me. It's really up to you. Either way I'm out of commish for 20. William out." William then began to look for away to hack this motherload of a server, burning through entire laptops and hardrives just to see if their was the slightest flaw in the system.

Dammit, the poison must have more neural effects then the file had said, it's starting to really mess with my brain, I should have realized we shouldn't head straight there right away. "Ya, your right, don't know what came over me. Lead the way I guess." Shotgun still read Scott turned towards Evan, following him slowly.

It was such an obvious question, Evan couldn't help but laugh when he heard it. Even so, obvious as it may have been, he wasn't expecting it to be asked..

"I've been here before: Part of my line of work. That's all you need to know." And then he was gone, crouching low and striding quickly towards the nearest gate. If the others were as smart as he hoped, they would follow, even without being told to.

Evan inhaled deeply as he could make out the darkened features of the gate. It's going to be a long night...

Destiny gaze suspiciously at Evan's back, not making a move to follow. He's hiding something.... she thought to herself, wondering what it was. In a situation like this, it normally wasn't a good move to keep infromation from your comrades. From Destiny's experiences, it only came back to bite you in the a** later.

Pulling his TMP in front of him once again, HUNK moved past Destiny, pausing briefly to look at her and nod in Evan's direction. He knew she didn't like his answer, and frankly, he didn't either. The man obvioulsy wasn't telling them something. However, it wasn't like they could force the information out of him. The circumstances just didn't allow for that, though HUNK would have enjoyed it. And he knew that if they wanted to survive in this place, they'd have to stick together and more or less trust each other.

Destiny opened her mouth to protest as HUNK nodded for her to follow, but then shut it again. It was pointless to argue with her senior, and she knew it. She also knew that he wouldn't do something without having a reason for it, so she followed quietly behind him, but spared one last glare at Evan's back.

HUNK, with Destiny behind him, crouched low to the ground and quickly yet quietly followed Evan towards the gate, their guns always in front of them, and their eyes always wandering.

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While the rest of them had been distracted by Will's abstract shouting, Evan had refused to show any reaction to it. It wasn't particularly uncommon for him, since he had worked with Will for awhile now, and he was much to concentrated on the task at hand to be bothered by such simple things.

This was Umbrella's territory, and dropping your guard for an instant could get you somewhere worse than being dead. He had reached the gate, and opened it silently. Once wide enough for his slender form to fit through, Evan slipped into the darkness - out of sight from the others.

It had been a longer dash to the building than he had expected ((two hundred meters)), but Evan had finally made it, in time to barely make out someone at the gate he had come through. Sidling along the only wall of the Umbrella building that was inside the fence, Evan stopped at a heavy, metal door. It was electronically locked, but he had already accounted for that.

With the mechanism hacked, Evan slipped inside with a simple keypad entry. Gently closing the door behind him, he smiled at the satisfying sound of the door locking shut. The smile soon faded. He didn't enjoy this part of his job, but it needed to be done. Hopefully Will would follow his orders and lead them the long way around.

On a secure line, inaudible by the rest of the group, Evan spoke into his mic. "I'm in, William. Now's your time to shine." He ended the connection, taking off the small headset and pocketing it. This is where things got tricky.