It's not as cut-and-dried as it had appeared when Tex was entering the building. She had been detained by encounters with villains—as silly as it seemed to think of them as villains—and had neglected to turn her invisibility back on once she was inside. But she had made it inside, which was the important part. Now came locating the power suppressor, which was going to be a feat, considering all the equipment that was visible in the vicinity. It wasn't like the target was labeled, after all.

"Time to fuck things up," Tex mutters to herself, leveling her weapon at the first piece of equipment she encounters. Though as much as she says that, she knows she does have to be careful. There are a lot of people in this building, and she doesn't want their rescue to turn into a conflagration instead. Otherwise, she'd just chuck a few grenades into the room and haul ass. No, Tex needs to work out the vulnerable area of each piece of machinery and take out just that section, and fast. Eventually, she knows, the power suppressor will be found and disabled.