[ DC 104 ] At 14:10, soon after the Wagon Wheel power shuts off

[smoak]

( ooc: Group thread encrypted to all specials (threadjacking encouraged). )

Power in the Wagon Wheel just shut off completely.
I'm not sure what's going on.
IntSec is freaking out right now.

[ Oh, of course, she should also mention: ]

I'm okay for now, I think. Maybe. But it's starting to get loud in the hall.
No one can get in or out of any of the doors.
Help.

[ Felicity's on the 17th floor of the Wagon Wheel, since she actually got assigned to work for IntSec. Maybe it was lucky, since IntSec, given their jobs, was one of the more protected floors. ]

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[smoak]

The entire building.

[ Felicity conveniently leaves out exactly how she got that information. It might have involved hacking into other people's messages on her PDC. ]

I'm on 17th. You?

[sanguinescry]

Same. Forensics is part of IntSec. Where on 17?

( Lydia doesn't have to ask, because she assumes that either Felicity got her information by looking through other messages that Lydia's blocked because they aren't encrypted, or the way Root tends to get her information, typically. )

How long? I mean, I wonder if it all went out at the same time or whether it was systematic.

( Because Lydia knows that, in this place, terrorist attacks are just sort of a thing and a systematic outage sub-sector by sub-sector wouldn't surprise her in the least. )

[smoak]

In the cubicle farm down the hall and to the left from the elevator.
I'm in Encryption Breakers.

[ As if that didn't give away how she got her information in the first place. But hey. The Computer gave her that job title. ]

Our power's been out for about 10 minutes.
My supervisor clearly assumed the backup generators would have been up right now, but they're not.
IntSec being down for this long is clearly freaking him out.

[sanguinescry]

( Ah. So the Root method of intel gathering. )

It's been about the same here, I think. I didn't check the PDC clock, although I should've.

...it sounds like there's rioting outside... You hear it or no? I'm wondering if it's closer to me or in the middle...

[smoak]

Uno momento.

Only faintly. It must not be close to me. Are your doors like ours? Lockpad access only?

[sanguinescry]

I don't know if that makes me feel better or worse...It's loud over here…

But yeah, lockpad access only. The thing I'm worried about is...whoever took out the power could be working on shutting off the security systems — like the door locks — as we speak.

( Which is actually a terrifying thought now that she's put it out there and forced herself to face the reality of said possibility. ...shit. )

[smoak]

Stay calm.

If your doors are controlled by the power, they default to locked. Without backup generators, they should stay that way unless someone specifically re-routes power to YOUR door.

It's stupid, but if you're in IntSec with me, we're probably in the safest place in the Wagon Wheel right now.

[sanguinescry]

I'm calm.

( No she's not. )

I'm just saying. I've been here a while and something like that wouldn't surprise me at all.

[smoak]

[ Well that's kind of terrifying. Her next text comes a few seconds later, as she tries and deletes a series of things that she thinks could be comforting. ]

Maybe you could barricade the door. Just to be safe.

...

(Also who is that guy? Is the Armed Forces like the Army?)

[sanguinescry]

Maybe...

( On second thought, no. Screw this. She's been a sitting duck once and she's not going to do it again. She sure as hell isn't dragging Barry down with her by sitting on her ass when there's something she can do. Self-igniting Molotov cocktail, anyone? )

[smoak]

... uh

[ Why does she have a bad feeling about that little ellipsis at the end of Lydia's last message? ]

[sanguinescry]

It'll be fine. We're fine.

( Yeah. So. ...that's happening. )

[smoak]

Be careful.

[ If she hears an explosion later, she's going to be texting you Lydia. ]

[sanguinescry]

I always am. You too.

[a_man_out_of_time]

[ Word came from up top pretty quickly that the Wagon Wheel had been cut off from the grid. Armed Services in general was being deployed to ensure the safety of the general population, many of whom worked in the upper floors.

There was limited intel that a group of traitors were inciting riots and attempting to break into certain floors, harming people along the way. That's when Steve decided the Very Special Forces needed to get involved. He was gearing up now, along with anyone who reported to him. ]

Lydia. Armed Forces is on its way. Is Barry there with you?

[sanguinescry]

( She'll never say it out loud, but seeing Steve's message is a lot more of a relief than she'd like to admit. Not only because it's Steve and, like Matt and Barry and Ray, Steve makes Lydia feel safe, but because it means that this can't go on forever; that someone is going to try to stop it. Again, she's never been terribly claustrophobic, but she's kind of starting to feel it a little right now. )

Okay. Yeah, he's here.

( She doesn't, intentionally, share the fact that she's considering blowing their door open with a makeshift explosive. She knows how to make them. It's a thought that's waffling through her mind, she just hasn't decided whether it'll be better or worse to be outside, even if she thinks the sound of the explosion would be something of a deterrent to others considering making their way toward the forensic lab. )

I'll see you soon then. It'll be fine.

( ...right…? )

the rest I think will come via the Steve/Buffy log coming to the 17th floor

[a_man_out_of_time]

Good.

[ At least she's not alone. And Steve trusts Barry. ]

I'll see you soon.

sounds good!

[sanguinescry]

Okay. And Steve? Be careful.

[a_man_out_of_time]

You too.