IC: Fight or Flight, Run fast, drive faster. Options

[Shadow]

The Safety deposit box was in an all night Lock n Stop. The key card was required to get in and to open the box. A camera feed reported all entrees to a Rigger who in turn made sure they were supposed to be there.

[HeySparky]

Nathan cruised by the Lock 'n' Stop and pulled up to the curb. "I've got this one."

He pulled the keycard from his breast pocket and wiped it clean on a bright white pocket square he brought out with the slim metalplast card. Behind Rapier and Beckett a drone scuttled out from it's charging cradle and skittered between their heads and along the headliner toward the front seat. Nathan reached up and placed the card in the drone's tiny mandibles. The moon roof hissed and opened and the small drone squeezed itself through the opening. A clatter of small clicking noises telegraphed its passage to the back of the car where, in a series of whirs and clicks and humming motors, a doberman was rolling down a ramp deployed from the trunk. The doberman maneuvered close the the bumper and extended one of its arms to pluck the card from its tiny cousin. The ramp stowed itself and the drone clicked and clattered back into the sedan, resuming its rest-state in the cradle with a low hum that sounded like satisfaction.

The moon roof clunks and hisses shut as the doberman navigates to the entrance to the lock and stop. Nathan keeps a keen eye on it, through the windows of the car and through the doberman's own sensor suite. It trundles up to the entrance and swipes the keycard.