Destruction in the wake

Library

The building they were to break into was the Thomas Jefferson building. Smack in the centre, usually open for all, with heavy guard duty. It was screaming secrets, despite everyone believed all were there open for the public to read, not take with them but to have at their disposal. Dexter didn't believe such bullshit when there was so much people there to guard the place, no one would bomb it, they wouldn't need so many men to keep an eye on the visitors. And it was annoying to have himself patted down as they had entered the archives in the morning hours. He did his best not to glare at the man doing so, he didn't need to cause a scene or have anyone thing he was a threat, not while he was just there to scout and see what they were going to do.

They needed to get in first to make a plan how to get out later.

The morning hours were filled with people studying, looking for research material, writing their journals or various other things while using what the library had to offer to study. Dexter and Achan had made a walk around the buildings, scouting out where to enter, where to get away, making notes for where the guards were. And they spent the morning inside, studying the books, they found some on the public section but they weren't of any help. Biblical studies didn't do much to help with purgatory and actual angels. Dexter walked through the buildings, making notes of the cameras and security checks, and as much as he hated to admit it, he was growing ever more excited for this.

He had been hunting demons for a long time now, he had learned a lot and it was rare he had to go and do this much research anymore. Not through secret archives. When he had been young he had broken into plenty libraries to seek out information about demons, how to kill them, to learn about their powers. He had meddled with a lot of wrong books and got a lot of angels and other immortals on his tail to get answers from him, but that had all been a while ago. Now he knew all he needed to know, and he could call in to get favours, he could pay for information. This was like going back to his roots, doing all the dirty work himself. And he liked it, put his feet back into the ground he supposed. Back to basics, find out if he still had what it took to start from scratch.

When they were confident with being familiar with the ground they were working on it was a waiting game. While Achan was an angel and he didn't need to eat nor sleep, Dexter wasn't the same unfortunately. So while the angel was keeping a watch over the building the hunter caught on sleep and food, by the night fell they were all ready and set to go back into the building. The familiar feeling of slight adrenaline starting to work in the redhead's body stirred him awake, after his short nap, and as he checked his guns.

He looked at Achan as the man offered him some sort of a cellphone, or something like it, he didn't ask, instead he took it, having a glance at it.

"It's a radio signal breaker, put it into your pocket, I have one as well. It'll mess with the signals inside the place so no camera or movement detector will catch us", made sense, and Dexter pushed the device into his pocket, where his phone usually was, and then the angel was offering him something else, a necklace, which he took again.

"That will make you seem like you're an angel, they might guard these books, so... two angels going in and out isn't anything unusual. They won't think too much about it, plus if the humans start asking questions about their cameras and such... the angels in charge of dealing with them will tell them two angels visited, the cameras never work while we visit", as much as he had been able to find out, these things were so secretive, angels didn't like to share their secrets, he needed to pull some strings to find out if he wanted to find out anything. The redhead secured the necklace around his neck, dropping it under his shirt, where it was safe and sound, then he did a mental checklist of the things he had on him, again, he liked to obsess over these things, make sure he was coming out alive from whatever he went to face.