After Fyroh entered, Olhal paused. "I'll need an escort to go in, I reckon... I know how reckless your type can get, they could take me for the enemy."
Fyroh laughed. "You're with us, at worst you'll look like a prisoner."
Olhal smirked in reply. "Oh, woe is me! I have been captured!!" he exclaimed mockingly, then paused. "Did I take- aw, trust me! I've forgotten the bracelet." Fyroh looked confused. "The bracele-"
"Yeah, you wouldn't know, I hardly show anyone, but I need it. It has one of the gems embedded into it that enhances my power, I'll need it for war... I'll only be a second." He quickly ran out before anyone could question him further.
His real reason had nothing to do with the bracelet; which actually didn't exist, it was an excuse to get some fresh air... and some more equipment. He was ill equipped for a modern combat situation, and he knew a base nearby that wasn't too heavily guarded... heck, he knew the cook well as he always used to take food from the area whenever he was in it, and the cook didn't mind one bit; apparently he was the only one that actually wanted his food.
He'd heard of breakouts in the area, so security would probably have been tightened... except for the indented wall that he knew so well, he predicted wouldn't have much security due to the layers of barbed wire on the top, and the guards on the other side of it. He was right; using correct footing, he was able to climb up onto the wall, and simply push the barbed wire out of the way, it having broken long ago. The guards were having a half asleep conversation; no wonder there was breakouts, Olhal thought to himself. He swung down, keeping his hands on the wall, slowly shifting along until he got to a small patch of earth where no one would hear him land.
Success; he landed, but stumbled, clicking his feet together. The two guards over not far away paused their conversation. "Did yuh hear anything?" one asked the other; there was a definite slur in his speech, he might be drunk...
"Uhhh... who cares, this place is gonna burn to the ground soon anyway... most of the experiments 'n' prisoners have escaped... deys gonna gang up and attack us, like..."
They were talking quite loudly; Olhal used this opportunity to run around the building, and find the all too familiar door; the caretakers hut, which he never took the precaution to lock. Opening it slowly, he reached in; found the hook, and slowly removed the keys from it. Then, he continued a little further around the building, when he paused. He could have sworn he heard movement... He jumped, ran up the wall slightly and hung off the window, peeping in; making out a figure in the moonlight. "Hello?" he whispered. (Thats you, Shin)