Fallen Knight
Cas' brown eyes darted in the direction Yenna had pointed at the nearby crates which were close to the landing zone. Promptly nodding, he turned his head to face her and gave her another thumbs up "Nice!" he proclaimed before following up with a lighthearted tease "Observing a prospect's routine; experienced in that area?" referring to her past.
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With Cas' and Yenna's plan further detailed, he would wait in his quarters until they were alerted by Kiles that Val and his guards would be arriving shortly. After waiting for Yenna to gather everything she needed for what was about to come forth, Cas led his Padawan to the crates and barrels she had picked out earlier. Once there, Cas gave room for Yenna to leap off of his shoulder before crouching down behind the hiding spot. Ten minutes passed before the moment they had all been waiting for finally arrived - his transport was befitting of a man who was overcompensating, shiny, chrome, sleek architecture; it looked like a model that hadn't even been released to the public, that was his own explanation for why he didn't recognise it.
Peeking his head above from under one of the crates, he watched the brief exchange between Val and Kiles before the two eventually headed inside the palace. Not to his surprise, two of Val's guards accompanied him into the palace while six others remained behind to guard the transport. About twenty minutes would pass as he and Yenna periodically took turns peeking from the crates to observe the guards' routine.
Lucky... or unlucky for them, depending on how you look at it, the guards didn't move around much, if at all, only rotating their posts once every five minutes or so. Two guards were stationed at both the transport's loading ramps located on its starboard and port side, two more at the front and the final two at the back. They'd have to do this stealthily as to avoid alerting Val.
Turning to Yenna, Cas whispered "Think you can distract one of them somehow, preferably one guarding a loading ramp? Lead one back here where I can quickly knock him out and take his uniform?" he proposed, making a punching gesture right as he mentioned knocking out one of the guards. His idea seemed solid enough, although he was open to any objections or improvements.
