Tactical Keypad Relay

I strode past the coarse entryway runner straight toward the building's metallic smart parcel locker towering against the lobby wall. Vile, disgusting porcelain abominations wouldn't have the brains to operate such a locked grid, but my two loyal buddies would love seeing me conquer this terminal! At knee height, the numeric keypad glowed with a faint pale backlight. I stepped up close and pressed the flat side of my purple arm blade firmly against the rubber number five. A sharp, high-pitched digital beep chirped through the quiet lobby, sending a sweet jolt of static vibrating straight into my screen. Command override sequence initiated!