::Jumping, climbing, whatever I can manage.:: He raced through the hall as he answered, trying to recall the layout. Before they reached the end of the corridor, Optimus leveled his rifle at the door, blasting the lock and kicking it open. They didn't have time for Noblemech codes.

The servant hall opened up into a expansive lounge area in the next room, expensive art on the walls on one side - and wide windows on the other, complete with balcony rails on the other side.

::Cliffjumper, think you can open that?:: He asked, racing for the windows.