Marcus watched the patrols closely from his chosen position amongst the taller vegetation roughly 300 meters out from the dome. "Doesn't look like anyone's noticed me yet" he thought to himself as he opened up a comms channel to the team after ensuring his commlink was running silently.
"Looks like we've got standard patrols of two people, each carrying sidearms and wearing body armor, nothing heavy; looks like they're staying close to the structure, no more than 15 meters away. There's also a drone on rails around the building armed with an AK-97, looks like it can also travel inside the structure if necessary. Alf, any sign of those spirits you were talking about; I can't see 'em out here."
Settling in for a longer wait, he watched as the patrol made it's way out of sight around the edges of the structure. When they reappeared on the other side a good 45 minutes later, he sent a message to the decker. "Pepper, can you scope out the matrix security of this place? Sensors, locks, schematics, that kind of stuff. I can see guards entering the building through a door here, but alternate entries would be good, too."
He watched as the staff walked around doing their thing when a thought suddenly struck him. "Hey, I bet these civilians know where the water is coming from; I can grab one of them and make him talk. Or, we could just go loud and take hostages." Taking a closer look at the pipes running nearby, he fingered the miniwelder hidden in one of the concealed pockets of his suit. "I could also make a couple holes in one of these pipes, that should get some of the staffs attention."
As the sun began setting, he could feel the familiar itching between his shoulder blades. "This is taking too damn long" he thought as he watched a beetle moving in front of him. With a casual gesture he picked it up between two fingers and began pressing them together slowly, watching as the shell cracked and the bug stopped squirming. "Pathetic..."