[Sarah]

"What is going on here?" The woman shrieked. "I demand you tell me!" She yelled at the guard.
The guard looked at her, an annoyance clear on his face. He would damn his robot parts all to hell for making him follow commands. Some could be overridden, of course, but part of his duty to the people was to answer their questions.

"What's happening here," he hissed. "Is none of your business, civilian," he spat out the last word as if it was poison. The woman had a myriad of emotions crossing her face, and he catalogued them: anger, confusion, shock, sadness, the list went on. "Now leave before you get marks on your record," he warned, and the woman did as she was told. No one wanted marks on their record, it was the ultimate fear he could instill in the people. He was just doing his job, and he would be held accountable for any civilians that interfered. His bosses did not want any interference. They had even told the guards to figure themselves out because they didn't want the guards creeping in on what was going on. That suited him just fine, he didn't care to know what went on behind closed doors, he no longer had the capacity to care for such things.

[Sarah]

Andrea pursed her lips as she walked away. What a bunch of bullshit. She had just as much of a right to be in that building as anyone else. Just because some rich idiots were conducting a meeting didn’t mean others did have business inside.

“They didn’t let you in?” Rocco asked, grabbing andrea by her arm and pulling her into the alleyway.

“What does it look like?” she asked dryly.

[Sarah]

“Looks like we’ll be doing things my way,” he practically sang to her. It always made him so pleased when he got his way.

“Whatever,” Andrea sighed. “Let's just get this over with,” she said. The smug asshole always liked to show off even if it brought unwanted attention. Just because he had the ability to shift planes didn't mean magic was suddenly not illegal.

[Sarah]

“Okay, get ready. If they detect us we’ll be trapped in there and we still have a mission to complete,” Rocco said. He felt Andrea put her hand on his shoulder and he focused on his magic. Plane shifting didn’t take a lot out of him, but he had to be incredibly accurate when shifting. He couldn’t count how many times he’d accidentally shifted to the wrong plane, or shifted and his partner was no longer with him. Rocco blocked those thoughts as he shifted, it wouldn't do him any good lose his concentration.

[Sarah]

“Oh fuck. Thank fuck,” Andrea gasped as they came out the other side. She doubled over coughing and waited for the alarm to sound. When she was done there still wasn’t a single sound throughout their area. “Did you do it right?” she asked looking up at Rocco.

“Sure did,” he growled. “I don’t know what happened. There should be people here or an alarm blaring,” he said. Most buildings, and most security personnel had magic detectors. In a central building like this one there should be alarms blaring and complete magical lock down.

[Sarah]

“Let's just get this over with. It’s not like sticking around here is going to do anything for us,” Andrea said. The hall they were in was painted white with white tile and white fluorescent lighting. She had never understood the government's love of blinding white, and their people were much more colorful. Somewhere in the one of the conference rooms was their target. Magic was a dying breed, and more people were detained every day. some days they took innocent people with no magic in their body. As much as Andrea would have loved to save the magical beings, they were in the building to save a non-magical soul.