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“Your blood doesn't define who you are Wash, remember that. But focusing on the mission is something I can get behind!” Sylvia grinned at him before fixing her own helmet on her head as the ship began to take off. “Hey Delta, lets see those building schematics.” Not that Sigma couldn't also do something as basic as bring up a building plan from the data base, but Detla's was generally friendlier than Sigma who often looked down on those who didn't share their drive for success.

They spent most the short flight planning the best route through the building, both to collect data and to make sure none of the targets were missed. In Sylvia's estimation the hardest part would be the front door. They would have to enter and locked the door behind them again without any of those inside escaping. For infiltrating the building she and Sigma decided to start with the pistol, and would switch to her knives once the building was secure once again. “See you in a few!” She told their pilot before hopping to the ground. With a casual stroll she walked up to the doors they were going to enter through and pulled out her weapon. “Alright Wash, do your thing.”

Syliva quickly stepped through the door behind Cody, pistol gripped in both hands as her eyes quickly scanned the room and the reinforced steel door hissed behind her, the pressure locks sliding back into place. Everything was bathed in a eerie red glow from the emergency lights, but Sigma quickly changed the setting in her helmet to make it easier to see. Sure Cody could probably restore the lights, but that would only alert those they were here to kill. A long hallway stretched ahead blocked by a second door. This one was reinforced glass. Though transparent, modern technology made this door almost as strong as the first they had entered through. A security room sat to the right of them, a window so the guard stationed there could see into the hall and a heavy security door Syvlia knew Cody could open in seconds. There he could open the door to the hallway. Something didn't sit right with Syvlia though. The hallway was completely abandoned. "You would think at least some of them would have found this second entrance..." She said to Cody. Sigma was thinking the same thing. While the majority were probably gathered at the main entrance, there should have been a couple who would try the side entrance.

“Maybe.” Sylvia answered. “Something doesn't feel right.” Wash's explanation made prefect sense, and she couldn't really argue against it, but her instincts told her something was wrong with the situation. While Wash headed into the security room Sylvia waited just outside the door keeping a close eye out for any movement down the hall. She could hear Sigma's voice in her mind. 'This is what we trained for, we are the best of the best.' She gave a slight nod and answered out loud though she didn't need to. Force of habit. “You're right.” While Delta was hooking up to the security cameras he would find that many of them had been disabled. Not via the network, which he could fix, but physically damaged. Some simply had things placed in front of them blocking the view, or had been sprayed with some sort of substance. Others had been broken or ripped out of the wall. Of the few that remained useful those visible would all be standing perfectly still while looking in the same direction. The direction of where the pair was currently standing as if they had all hear them enter.

"And they say chivalry is dead." Sylvia put away her pistol and pulled out a rather large knife. Even the best fighters could be overwhelmed by sheer numbers of unskilled opponents. The knife was a silent killer, where is the gun might attract every experiment in the place to them. She pushed the button to open the glass door, which glided soundlessly into the wall, and instantly knew what Wash was talking about in regards to the alarms. The obnoxious sound no longer blocked by the door came blaring in. Super senses or not, she wouldn't want to hang around this door too long either. Giving Wash a hand signal to follow her she started down the hallway. Follow the path they had laid out in the air ship, the first several rooms were empty. They cleared them, collected data from any terminals that were there and moved on. Presumably any of the employees who had been in this part of the building when all hell broke loose made it out alive. Despite the ease of this section of the building Sylvia was more than glad when they came up to a set of doors, though these one were opaque, separating them from the next. The doors had already proven to be sound proof and the alarm was starting to make her head hurt. She indicated to Wash to open it, while she stood in front with her knife at the ready.