[Johnnie is listening intensely and peeking through the gaps as Chrissy squirms under the fence, ready in an instant to try and tear the whole goddamned thing down if he has to. But there are no alarms, no shouts, and so he waits, a strange combination of anxious and relieved, while she investigates.]
I can't see the dumpster from here, but I think I see what you mean. It's safe to drop down over there? I'll come that way. Don't go inside alone.
[It's probably safe, but going into the building could be a challenge itself since he assumes there's a door to it that's also locked. The key card entry to the gate is annoying, but maybe once inside there he can find a way to break it open if they need to get out quickly.
He walks toward that part of the barrier without barbed wire. It's a chain link fence, but the kind that has plastic slats through it, so he can't see in and can't easily get foot- or handholds. Still, he's pretty good at this kind of thing - that being breaking and entering in irritating circumstances - and has an idea of how to make it easier. He cuts through some of those plastic slats and bends them inward, enough where he could probably get at least the very toe of his shoe through, then takes a running leap at a section of metal post. He can't reach the top of the fence, but he can get his hands around the pole between the metal and plastic, then scrambles and holds on until his toe finds one of the footholds he'd cut out. He stands there, gripping hard onto the fencepost with one hand, and manages to throw himself the last foot or so up to the top of the fence, then pull himself up and over.]
Hate these fucking fences. Hey, we gotta get bolt cutters sometime, just keep those on the bike for shit like this.
[From here, he can scramble over the top and drop down onto that rock-filled dumpster, then drops down to the ground with a smirk. Success.]
I dunno if that means they've only got so much to hide here or what, but whatever. Let's see about that door. Other side of this thing?
[He nods to the portable building, then has a quick look at those rocks. Man, it just looks like rock, though. If it was some kind of special ore with the good shit in it, they wouldn't just leave it sitting out here, probably.]
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I can't see the dumpster from here, but I think I see what you mean. It's safe to drop down over there? I'll come that way. Don't go inside alone.
[It's probably safe, but going into the building could be a challenge itself since he assumes there's a door to it that's also locked. The key card entry to the gate is annoying, but maybe once inside there he can find a way to break it open if they need to get out quickly.
He walks toward that part of the barrier without barbed wire. It's a chain link fence, but the kind that has plastic slats through it, so he can't see in and can't easily get foot- or handholds. Still, he's pretty good at this kind of thing - that being breaking and entering in irritating circumstances - and has an idea of how to make it easier. He cuts through some of those plastic slats and bends them inward, enough where he could probably get at least the very toe of his shoe through, then takes a running leap at a section of metal post. He can't reach the top of the fence, but he can get his hands around the pole between the metal and plastic, then scrambles and holds on until his toe finds one of the footholds he'd cut out. He stands there, gripping hard onto the fencepost with one hand, and manages to throw himself the last foot or so up to the top of the fence, then pull himself up and over.]
Hate these fucking fences. Hey, we gotta get bolt cutters sometime, just keep those on the bike for shit like this.
[From here, he can scramble over the top and drop down onto that rock-filled dumpster, then drops down to the ground with a smirk. Success.]
I dunno if that means they've only got so much to hide here or what, but whatever. Let's see about that door. Other side of this thing?
[He nods to the portable building, then has a quick look at those rocks. Man, it just looks like rock, though. If it was some kind of special ore with the good shit in it, they wouldn't just leave it sitting out here, probably.]