"Hey, Johansen. You're back early?" The guy by the counter said as I walked in through the doors, moving past a cop dragging in a guy in a hoodie and handcuffs.
Nodding, I rubbed my eyes, "Forgot some stuff."
He nodded, "Better get it and get to bed, you have another shift tomorrow night, remember?"
"…Don't remind me," I grumbled and walked past and through the double doors further into the station.
So far so good. Seems like the voice is working out well, Taz.
"Of course it does," Taziel said a bit smugly as she walked along next to me, "You forget who I am," she said and shifted to the side as if to allow one of the cops by. I gave him a nod and walked on like I owned the place.
Nobody here but us chickens.
Not forget, angel girl. Just a lot riding on this one.
"Mmm… true that," she agreed and looked around, "Left."
"You sure?"
"No. Actually reading somebody's neural system like that isn't an exact science. But when you said, 'Path to weapons cage' he felt like it would be left after about this distance."
But it could have been the next one?
"But it could be completely wrong," She agreed with a shrug, "It's not a perfect system."
Turning left, I walked down the stairs. Bullet proof glass, locked door. Rows of guns in racks inside.
Cameras.
Nothing to do to fix the cameras. Sorry Johansen, you'll be in some trouble after this but they won't be able to prove anything clearly. Maybe you'll end up in SI.
It's for a good cause, I promise.
Nobody inside the weapon cage, we were clear to move. How much time we had is the question. Need to move fast.
Keypad and magnetic strip card reader.
Reaching into the breast pocket of my uniform, I pulled out a card and looked it over before I closed my eyes and quickly slid it through the reader, quickly tapping in a code without thinking about it.
Red light.
"Try again, my host," Taziel said and moved up next to me, frowning at the card reader, "That may have been his ATM code for all we know."
Sighing, I tried again. Four other numbers.
Red light.
We don't have time for this, Taz!
"Once more?"
Closing my eyes, I slid the card and tapped in a five number code before opening my eyes again.
Red light.
"Taz?"
She scowled at the door and then nodded, "That's all I got from him. Dirty it is then."
Nodding, I pocketed the card again and put my hand on the lock before unfolding my wings and sliding a pair of feathers in on each side of the bolt. I glanced around and then I closed them firmly but indomitable like a pair of jaws of life.
There was a grinding sound followed by a firm snap.
I didn't bother listening if somebody heard it, I just pushed the door open rushed inside and closing it behind me. It was a bit twisted but at a cursory look it would look closed.
A quick look around and I grabbed a duffle bag before moving to find what I could. Stab armor goes into the bag, as does helmet, glasses… ooh, MP-5… or something similar enough.
I would prefer something with a larger caliber for anti-demon work, but it'll work. Putting two of them into the duffle bag, I found some ammunition and magazines followed by flashbangs and smoke grenades. Boxes of rounds followed them.
What else…
No more time for shopping. I could use… there. That looks to be more or less in my real size. Grabbing a ballistic vest and accompanying harness I stuffed those in as well before closing the zipper and picking the bag up, heading for the exit.
Taziel walked along, "Your heart rate is going up."
Well, forgive me for being tense!
She flashed me a quick smile and I felt my heart slow down to a steady beat. Shouldering the bag, I pushed the door closed behind me and gave it a good tug to make sure it was stuck in the frame before heading for the stairs.
I turned the corner and headed for the exit with a tired but relaxed stride, rubbing my eyes again.
"Johansen!"
I looked back towards the woman walking towards me and I could just feel Taz actively keeping my adrenaline down, "Yeah?"
"I thought you would have zonked out by now."
I flashed her a smile, "So did I," and lifted the duffle, "Forgot some stuff. Normally would have taken like twenty minutes to get… weather is crazy today."
"Yeah, tell me about it," she sighed and rolled her eyes, "I'm about to head out on patrol. That'll be fun."
"Better you than me," I said with a grin, "Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go pass out."
"Lucky fucker."
Shaking my head, headed for the doors, shouldering the bag. Nobody said a word as I got into the car and pulled out of the lot.