"Cameras down, security disarmed..." Hakugan's voice crackles through the comms, accompanied by the faint yet frantic clack of his keyboard before slowing as his chair creaks back. "There's your window, guys. My job's done."

"It's not done, tech support," Ikkaku scoffs from behind the wheel of your getaway truck, peering at the complex through her binoculars. "You better not slack off just because you're off site. We still need you on surveillance."

"Yeah!" Penguin's voice hisses in next, crowding out everyone else with his urgency. "I almost got myself cooked last time because—"

"Ahem." The entire channel goes silent the moment Law clears his throat, mouths collectively snapping shut to make way for the captain. "Clear comms, please?"