Anika rushed down the hall with nothing but a towel around her and avoided the looks of the Turian's she met along the way. At last she was at Naleena's door and she paused, feeling slightly foolish, but took a breath and gathered herself.
Then she rang the door chime.
Vayne heard the announcement and blinked a moment getting up from the table. A all out smash and grab before the whole planet went to ****.
"What could possibly go wrong?" Vayne wondered as he walked to the elevator, looking curiously as anika passed him seemingly out of sorts. He shoke his head, this place was falling about team wise, and when that happened, there weren't much routes to go outside of the team breaking apart. It was a leaders job to make the team stay together, to keep them cohesive, and to keep them happy. Because a happy team was a team who would fight tooth and nail to protect one another, though it wasn't about laughs and smiles in the end. As he got into the elevator, he let out a sigh as he took it to his shuttle, "The glorious captain Kavadar Sangar Vayne, doing a smash and grab once again...ancestors damned for their sense of poetic irony."
He felt defeated more then anything else. Not angry or sad or righteously indigent, he just felt tired. This mission, working with this crew, working under this captian, it was getting hard for vayne to keep up his restraint and cooled demeanor and not do what he used to do all the time, smash and shoot what was bothering him till he felt better. As he walked towards his ship, he noticed someone new in the shuttle bay, working on some turrets.
Curiously, vayne walked up to the human, one eye looking him up and down as he spoke, "Oy, who are you?" he asked mellowly, trying to not let his previous frustration and exhaustion get the better of him.
“Where were we,” Morgan repeated the question as he tried himself off. He winced again at the shot he took in the shoulder. It was a small fragment of a projectile that had pierced his armor and it was sealed under by medigel. A medic would have to get it out, but while it was painful, it wasn’t life threatening. And the mission was imminent. Morgan wrapped a towel around his waist. “Where we were was listening to Deidrus ramble. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him ramble before. And then we were headed to your room to get your armor on. Come on, there isn’t a lot of time.”
Jess was studying him silently.
Morgan furrowed his brow. Then he understood. He looked at her sideways. “Really? We’ve got minutes based on the briefing.”
Jess kept studying him. Morgan thought he caught the faintest curl of a smile.
Morgan sighed. “Fine. We’ll have to be very creative then. I don’t intend for us to report late…”
Hmm… So contact Aelias for further details about the mission. Okay I will. Naleena thought, and she contacted the Communications Officer.
“Naleena, I assume this is about the mission?” Aelias asked.
“Androkan said you have the mission details. He’s been very sketchy on his last two missions. I want details on this one. Let’s have them,” Naleena said. “I know we’re robbing a train. I want more than that: opposition; who is leading it; where the train is heading; to whom the train belongs; the works.
“We can expect heavy opposition once aboard the train,” Aelias said.
“That’s not good enough,” Naleena said, “Who is the opposition?”
“You’re on a Spectre mission. Who it is doesn’t matter, “ Aelias said.
“Why so secretive about it? Why not just tell me it’s Asari military? Am I right?”
Aelias sounded nervous. Deidrus and the XO were nearby. “Yes. They’re from the military base. They’ll be guarding the train. The train is owned by an Asari corporation.”
Naleena took a deep breath. Her suspicions were right. “I know these trains, and I know the security. We should have a backup shuttle. I’ll take my shuttle along in case the Audron’s is not capable of picking up the team,” Naleena said, “VERA can pilot the shuttle and keep it hidden while we do what needs to be done. She can also provide covering fire if necessary.”
Aelias nodded. “Acknowledged.”
“Is there anything else you haven’t told me?” Naleena asked, “With whom did Androkan attempt negotiations?”
Aelias turned pale. “I…”
“With whom did Androkan attempt negotiations?”
She knew Naleena wouldn’t accept a run around. “There is another Spectre at the base. But that changes nothing. You do know the penalties for sabotaging a Spectre run operation, or even desertion during a Spectre run operation, am I right?”
“Let me guess. It involves bleeding profusely.” Naleena said. “Tell the Spectre he doesn’t have to worry about my sabotaging his operation, or desertion for that matter.”
“Will there be anything else?”
“No, that will be all,” Naleena said. She disconnected. Idiots!
“See, Dahlia? See what I told you?” Naleena threw her hands up. “And Anika decides to stay with Silver. Can’t anything go right today?”
Naleena had all of her weaponry laid out on the bed. Her Black Widow, Mattock, two Carnifexes, SIG 226, Kassa Locust, 2 Wakizashis, 2 Aikuchis, her Katana, a full load of thermal clips, and the Collector Particle Beam. She was about to start picking them up when the bell to her cabin rang.
“Yes, who is it?” Naleena asked.
“Anika.”
“Come in.” Naleena said.
Anika entered wrapped in nothing but a towel. Dahlia looked at Naleena and made a motion with her hands “I’ll just leave now.”
Naleena nodded. Dahlia left, and the door closed behind her leaving Naleena and Anika alone. And they both spoke exactly at the same time.
“Anika.”
“Naleena.”
Naleena motioned to the couch. She was practically in tears.
“What is it, Naleena?” Anika started to rub her shoulders.
“I snapped at you. I needed you right then. I don’t need people. I’m not used to that feeling,” Naleena said.
“Something’s wrong.” Anika continued to rub her shoulders.
“Very. And it’s complicated.” Naleena replied. She went into the mission details. “Androkan just put me in a position of committing treason against my own people. Yet, I cannot undermine a Spectre mission because that’s treason against the Council. Without Council sanction, a mission like this could mean that this Spectre has gone rogue. Yet until the Council declares that officially, no action can be taken.”
“So what are you going to do?” Anika asked.
“I’m going to surrender myself to Asari authorities on the train,” Naleena said, “It will provide a distraction. My reason is that I do not want to get caught in the dispute between two Council Spectres. I cannot ask you to do that, but if you want to join me, I wouldn’t mind the company.”
“I… don’t know.”
“They’ll evacuate the facility, and we’d be released. The Council won’t hold us for surrendering under those circumstances. Regardless of what you decide, Anika, I love you. If you choose to go with Jess, I will understand.” Naleena got a sad look on her face. “But I will find you again. See? Complicated.”
“Zenon, I’m going back with the group. You stay here where you’ll be safe.” Irina said. She and Zenon were in the shuttle bay among the group of survivors.
“But I want to come with you.” Zenon was feeling insecure. She wanted to be near Irina.
Irina smiled at her. “Look Zenon. You can barely fire a gun, and yes you did well down there. We’re going to rob a train guarded by Asari commandos. People who are better trained than me. Not like the sheriff’s posse. Even I’m going to have to be extra careful not to get shot or worse,” then Irina got a very serious look on her face, and tapped her omni-tool. “What’s your full name?”
“Zenon Nelson.”
“Okay, Zenon Nelson. If I don’t make it back, that bike is yours. It’s all I have that’s really worth anything. Make sure you learn get lessons on how to ride it and repair it,” Irina said, “Not that I’m planning to get my arse shot off or anything, but just in case.”
“You’ll try to stay safe, right?” Zenon asked, “I need someone to help with the nightmares.”
“I’ll be back.” She took off her hat. “And here.” She put her hat on Zenon. “I was wearing that hat when I found you. It’ll keep you safe.”
“Thanks.” Zenon hugged Irina.
"Not a word." Frank climbed down. "It was good talking to you, Vera."
Frank Eli had just finished his dinner of macaroni and cheese and was drinking a can of beer and smoking a cigarette. He'd taken off his shirt and was wearing a white athletic undershirt. He turned on the television to watch the news, sat down in his overstuffed chair and put up his feet on the ottoman. About ten minutes later the phone rang. It was on the desk across the room. He got up to answer it.
"Yeah?"
"Lieutenant Eli?"
"Yeah, what is it?"
"This is Sergeant Flynn. There's been a murder at 322 Pine. One of the neighbors discovered the body."
"I'll be right down." Frank said and hung up the phone. "Damn. Another night with no sleep."
"Frank Eli huh?" Vayne said skeptically as he looked the human up and down. "So you work on anything else besides shuttles?"
Then a thought occured to vayne as he raised a brow, "Speaking of which...I don't remember seeing you last time I was on here." he commented as he thought it over.
"You one of the refugees here?" he asked as he motioned to the other people nearby.
"I work on just about everything." Frank noticed the krogan's dented chestplate. "Armor included."
"I'm not a refugee. Well not one of those refugees, anyway." Frank pointed to his Kodiak. "I crashed out in the desert. Eteon found me, and brought me here while you were out."
"You got a name, krogan?"
"It's vayne...kavadar vayne." He said as he blinked in surprise.
"You crahsed in the desert. And eteon just happened to find you. Just like that?" He asked, unsure of whether this human was pulling some kind of joke or not. The desert was a place of almost garunteed death, and if eteon had found him first, well then, that meant he'd have to had somehow gotten her attention before ether the aspire or the towns sheriff.
Though one thing made him more then a little curious,
"So what made you crash?" He asked as he cracked a bit of a smile, "Not mechanical problems, that must be for sure." he said, remembering his line about being the best engineer in the galaxy.
"The UT-47 Kodiak is capable of limited FTL travel. I may have exceeded those limits on the way here..." Frank smiled. "I can piece it back together, it'll just take a little time."
"Anyway, Eteon saw my reentry. Not sure what she was doing out there in the first place, but it involved a sniper rifle, so there's that." He shrugged. "She was going to escort me back to town, but I guess she figured I was too handsome to leave behind." Frank stroked his chin. "Or, maybe it was that whole 'Installing Silaris armor' thing. it's hard to say, really."
"Any idea when we're getting that armor, Vayne?"
"Complicated...." Anika repeated. "Yeah.... It's that. But more than you think".
"I want to stay with Jess because.... she saved me from the complex I was changed in. I want to stay with you because..... that's where I'm being pulled. It's like a gravity well and its tiring trying to resist the pull when it's got you".
"I'm loyal to Jess. She's the best thing I ever had in my life and then I think about the future we could have together and suddenly it's like I want to jump ship. Only..... how does that repay her? And then she keeps telling me to find a life for myselfm outside of the role of her bodyguard.... and then she tell's me she wants me to replace her departing XO. And the Medusa's all the home I've ever known and.....".
"And it's me in the middle seeing the life of living under the radar with a life and people I know and respect. A life where I can live without people trying to claim me back as biological property. Or a life that you and I might have. One that could be full of potential...... or spell an end..... My problems could land on you and all the people after us might see the other as a way to get to the other....".
".....But.... I still want to try. Dammit.... Nally. I'm comprimised. I'm being pulled in all these directions and every single one of them is life and death.... and I can't decide. And that". She said sadly. "That decides things for me I guess. Jess doesn't need a bodyguard who whose looking at two different people and she doesn't need an XO who can't made the hard calls. I can't do my job anymore. Not to my standard. I still want Jess in my life though...... Can we meld? I need to show you something".
“Where were we,” Morgan repeated the question as he tried himself off. He winced again at the shot he took in the shoulder. It was a small fragment of a projectile that had pierced his armor and it was sealed under by medigel. A medic would have to get it out, but while it was painful, it wasn’t life threatening. And the mission was imminent. Morgan wrapped a towel around his waist. “Where we were was listening to Deidrus ramble. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him ramble before. And then we were headed to your room to get your armor on. Come on, there isn’t a lot of time.”
Jess was studying him silently.
Morgan furrowed his brow. Then he understood. He looked at her sideways. “Really? We’ve got minutes based on the briefing.”
Jess kept studying him. Morgan thought he caught the faintest curl of a smile.
Morgan sighed. “Fine. We’ll have to be very creative then. I don’t intend for us to report late…”
Jess rolled her eye's and smirked. "Seems like alot of things are getting out of hand. Anika's torn. Hopefully she'll figure out what she wants and not get steamrolled by that delectable blue beauty she's developed a crush on. They could be good together. I'll miss her in my bed though.... that girl had stamina. As for the rest...."?
Jess narrowed her eye's. "Be quick. Be sure. And don't hold back. We need that armour. How we get it still a question. Deidrus has given us the go ahead to go all the way and that's on him. This planet's screwed anyway and I know this has to be hurting the group. Seeing two people who should be on the same side squaring for a fight. But take a step back and see it like this.....".
"Deidrus has his mission. The other side has there's. They have order's which go into creating a greater whole as other's with order's fly around doing the worl they've been set. I'll bet you if Deidrus thought the armour we're going to grab was going to be used for something that would benefit our mission he'd leave it in the Asari hands. But he doesn't think that, or doesn't know that's the case.... and neither do we.....".
"We're going to take the armour because this ship needs it to survive. It's that simple. And there will be consequences to how we go about it. But why worry about the consequences when you take a ship into battle that can easily get hulled that'll probably get us all killed...... That's what's important. Not what a group of Asari holding onto armour we need think or feel..... It's like being in a burning building with no way out. You jump out the window to avoid burning to death. And then you deal with how to avoid falling to death when your faced with that propect. One problem at a time.....".
"That said.... I'm not about to go in killing for that Turian. This whole thing might be avoided if we can just talk to that other spectre if we can. We have a ship to get off world. They have a need to get off world with their cargo.... And once on this shipi she comes under the captains authority.... there are ways around this.... but that doesn't mean going in with guns blazing is the plan..... It's just what wwe fall back on if things don't go our way....".
"Now let's head back the cabin and you can show me how creative you can be. And I've got something to get that round out your shoulder. And after the mission your GOING to see Elara and you WILL let her fix you right back up because that Martyr complex stops now. C'mon... I want you think about something as we walk. My bodyguard's distracted and my XO's leaving the ship soon and I have two slots to fill..... You interested in taking one"?
"When we steal it..." vayne said bluntly as he nodded at his story. Pushed. It the limit, he almost admired d that sort of thing.
"Which, judging by how the town below has been overrun by monsters, will be soon." He said as he look I back to his own shuttle a moment.
"Say, could I have you take a look at something? " he asked curiously, "I have an armor that was damaged in battle, And I was wondering if you could look it over."
Stealing Silaris armor? Yeah, good luck with that, buddy.
"I'd be happy to. But you have to tell me about these 'monsters' on the way. I overheard some things, and it didn't sound good."
"So they kept you out of the loop it seems...can't say I blame them." Vayne said as he began walking over towards his shuttle, "It happened quickly, and before anyone knew it, they were everywhere..." as he walked he looked to frank, his face serious as he looked him in the eyes,
"How much do you know about collectors?"
"I'm aware of them. Or aware of the stories, anyway." Frank looked over at Vayne. "I figured they were just a myth."
"They are no myth..." Vayne stated as he touched the controls for his vessel, opening the door as he stepped inside. "I have a personal histroy with the collecotrs. Lost some good people trying to cut a deal with them. Their glowing eyes, horrible bug like appearance." he began as he took a seat with a sigh, opening a cabinet nearby as he pulled out a bottle of ale.
"Care for one?" He asked as he held out the beverage to eli, opening his own and taking a drink, "This mission...it's a mission by the council, ot investigate the collectors. As in, stop them from plucking up human colonies. For a while, we didn't know what it was for,but down there I think we got a glimpse of an answer...." vayne said with a shudder.
"The monsters down there are humans, who have had their skin removed, and a techno-organic carapace placed on them instead. Their bodies have been altered, their brains probably washed, and now they're armored looking bug people...exactly the same as the collectors." Vayne said as he downed the whole ale, tossing the empty bottle to the ground, "Don't worry about making a mess by the way, I'm used to it..." he said as he stood up, looking to frank eli curiously.
Deidrus Androkan entered the comm room where Eteon, XO Kasdros, and two Armigers stationed as guards were already waiting. A combat display table had been updated with all pertinent information to the mission and was active. Androkan messaged Aelius to relay the briefing time and location to the operation team. He then went to the table and examined the displays.
Androkan prompted Eteon, “What do we know at this point?”
Eteon went through the tactical analysis. “The Anotaria Industries train is a typical high speed, enclosed, grav rail meant for hauling freight. Although Duellos is a rough neighborhood by most standards, the train itself is not armed or armored, likely relying on its commando guards for more than adequate security. Capable of reaching a top speed of 581 kilometers per hour, when loaded and with guards requiring the ability to move externally about the train in the event of an emergency, the train will approach nowhere near that velocity.
“Still, from the point of departure at what the asari refer to as the receiving station, until the loaded train reaches the defense perimeter of the base, takes approximately two hours. That figure comes from my analysis of what we can detect from the Audron. There are minimal armaments at the receiving station, but it is protected by a heavy barrier. Thus the train is most vulnerable four minutes after it departs for the base, where it is beyond the station’s barrier and minimal long range weaponry.
“As you suspected, Deidrus, the asari only bother with the rail system because of the highly protected nature of the base. It is located deep within a mountain range. Combined with its particular location and fortress walls, even a friendly approach takes a highly skilled pilot. Shipping the armor plates out on a regular basis, given the size of the ship needed, would invite disaster. Over time, practicality demanded the receiving station put at the first available location where landing became a reasonable endeavor for frequent shipment.”
Kasdros added his own expertise. “It is only because the Audron has vertical in-atmosphere faculties and a competent enough pilot that we can even intercept the train on its route through the mountain range.”
Eteon nodded. “Picket sensors will detect our approach, though we can synchronize to get the best jump on them as possible. The Audron is fast enough that they will only have minutes to process the threat. Depending on how the team devises a plan, or is able to distract the asari, or hold them off, we could have enough time to obtain the objective and retreat. It is highly unlikely they would slow the train as they attempt to reach their destination as soon as possible, and also unlikely they would speed up the train for the aforementioned reasons. That doesn’t mean they won’t try to shake us, sir.
Androkan inquired, “What about the ability to remain undetected, fool them, or catch them off guard?”
“That’s up to the team,” Eteon responded. “I don’t have any ideas on that. If we can find a way to do any of that, even temporarily, every minute of the mission will count. If people have solid ways they can do that, then it can only help.”
Deidrus agreed. “Now my only concern is locking in this operation team. We’re going to need technical people. Is that new engineer we brought on board able to add to any of this? Can he be useful? I don’t necessarily like the idea of using untested participants on this mission but so far, I’m more worried about certain people who I thought could be trusted.” Androkan clicked his mandibles while Eteon silently looked on. “It doesn’t matter. We have little choice. Once that armor is in the base, it is all but gone. Maybe this team will surprise me. I’d like to be surprised in our favor again.”
"Complicated...." Anika repeated. "Yeah.... It's that. But more than you think".
"I want to stay with Jess because.... she saved me from the complex I was changed in. I want to stay with you because..... that's where I'm being pulled. It's like a gravity well and its tiring trying to resist the pull when it's got you".
"I'm loyal to Jess. She's the best thing I ever had in my life and then I think about the future we could have together and suddenly it's like I want to jump ship. Only..... how does that repay her? And then she keeps telling me to find a life for myselfm outside of the role of her bodyguard.... and then she tell's me she wants me to replace her departing XO. And the Medusa's all the home I've ever known and.....".
"And it's me in the middle seeing the life of living under the radar with a life and people I know and respect. A life where I can live without people trying to claim me back as biological property. Or a life that you and I might have. One that could be full of potential...... or spell an end..... My problems could land on you and all the people after us might see the other as a way to get to the other....".
".....But.... I still want to try. Dammit.... Nally. I'm comprimised. I'm being pulled in all these directions and every single one of them is life and death.... and I can't decide. And that". She said sadly. "That decides things for me I guess. Jess doesn't need a bodyguard who whose looking at two different people and she doesn't need an XO who can't made the hard calls. I can't do my job anymore. Not to my standard. I still want Jess in my life though...... Can we meld? I need to show you something".
Naleena turned to face Anika. She'd listened. Anika was torn. As far as Naleena was concerned, Jess and Anika would always be friends. Anika at least wanted it that way and Naleena had no objection. Why would she? Asari had a different view of things like this than humans did. But Anika needed to show her something... something very important.
Her dark blue eyes were closed then she opened them and gazed into Anika's. She brushed back Anika's hair and kissed her. "Of course. I feel the need as well." Her eyes blackened. "Embrace Eternity."
Frank reluctantly took the bottle from the Vayne.
One more can't hurt, I suppose.
He opened the bottle, and took a sip. His eyes squinted as he swallowed.
"The monsters down there are humans, who have had their skin removed, and a techno-organic carapace placed on them instead. Their bodies have been altered, their brains probably washed, and now they're armored looking bug people...exactly the same as the collectors."
Frank rubbed the back of his head, attempting to process what he'd just heard. The sound of glass smashing caused him to blink, and look back at Vayne.
"Well, f***."
So collectors are real. And they're fighting them.
"Thank's for telling it straight, Vayne. I couldn't get anything out of the turians." Frank had heard enough. "Let's see that armor."
Vayne nodded as he walked to his armroy, one room away, where his suit of armor lay inside a opened transport case, the holes from the rounds nothing compared to the massive hole at the hump area.
"This gun did that, after I'd lost my shields." Vayne commented as he tapped his shotgun pistol, "The bastard who did it wielded two of them, but luckily he can't weild anything anymore. Except maybe a curse from beyond the grave..." he said as he cracked his neck.
"Don't worry, the guy was an ass. Nobody will probably miss him."
"Zenon, I've got to talk to Vayne for a bit about this job we're going on." Irina said, turned and left Zenon with the group. Zenon walked over to Irina's bike and picked up a rag and started cleaning it to keep busy. Keeping busy... that's one way I dealt with the trauma. It helps for a while. Irina thought.
Vayne was speaking with a man about Irina's height. She'd noticed he'd been repairing the turret.
"So Vayne, who's this?" Irina asked.
"Man's name is Frank Eli, he's an engineer." Vayne replied. "Frank, meet Irina. She looks human but I think she's got some Krogan somewhere in the family."
"An engineer, eh? If you know anything about Starstreamers, my tools are in the back of that bike over there that the young teen is cleaning. I'd really appreciate it if you could get her balanced properly. Her rear doesn't stay in on turns like it used to. I'll pay you." Irina said, then turned to Vayne, "And speaking of bike, I've willed it to Zenon. And this next mission, you know what we're up against right?"
"I have an idea." Vayne replied.
"I really don't think you do. Orders over loudspeakers and not in person? Whoever is running this show couldn't organize a dog f*** in a paper bag." Irina said, "He gives us minimal intel, and passes the details off to someone else and makes it our responsibility to find out. He makes it sound so easy like a snatch and grab. Snatch and grab my arse. If brains were dynamite he could blow dust from his ears. I'll tell you exactly what we're up against, and you're going to sh** your armor.
"That train is guarded by a full squad of Asari commandos, and not simply huntresses. These are Asari military. They rotate them fresh each run. Do you know how many years training a commando has before they get assigned? Thirty. Humans are lucky to get six weeks. And commandos work in pairs; teams of four; and a full squad is 12. I'm sure you know all of this, but the rest of the people on this team are probably going into this blind except for the Asari contingent."
Irina then got very serious. "Oh, and one other thing. There's a Council Spectre on the other end running the show. I know. I met her while I was with ERCS. She would give our group leader our assignments. This Turian idiot probably tried negotiating with her and failed. Trust me, this is a f***ing pissing contest between Spectres, and no one is going to come out of this looking better, I tell you.
"One more thing. You know we cannot sabotage a Spectre mission, right? Once we're in we're in and let the chips fall where they may. I hate ****ing Spectres."
"You're not the only one...but what other choice do we got?" Vayne asked as he looked to her, his eye and face showing the long history he'd had in this galaxy, "I've been screwed over and helped by spectres in my lifetime, i've seen the wide gambit and I think the one we could be dealing with will be one of the bad ones on this train." He began as he crossed his arms in front of his chest, holding his head up defiantly.
"I've dealt with asari before as well. And the way they protect their cargo, and let me tell you. Those commandos are going to be easier and harder then you think, precisesly because of this jobs location." Vayne said plain as day as he looked her in the eye, "The thing about the commandos is their training makes them good at gurilla combat, fighting in open terrain from superior positions, lots of urban areas, but there's one field where they are just as vulnerable as anyone else...well, two actually." he said as he looked Irina in the eyes.
"I've robbed, I've marauded, and I've killed, a lot of commandos in my day...and the place I call the great equalizer is enclosed areas and open space..." Vayne sounded more then a bit irritated as he spoke now, cracking his neck, "Every day of my life I was told it'd be suicide to go after asari commandos. Then I raided one of their ships, found out there are only so many ways to mobolize and attack in a hallway or corridor before it all just devolves into standard tactics enhanced with biotics...made me even a bit cocky, till I got ambushed during a drive discharge and saw what made the commandos a real threat."
"And that's the truth, Irina, 6 weeks or 30 years, or even a 100 years, and one thing doesn't change. In a enclosed space battle, everything becomes a game of lines, and whoever can hold theirs out or push their forward the best is the one who wins. Which means we force the commandos back, or we lure them forward and make it a living hell for them to try and stay there. Either way, these commandos are going to learn what it's like to get some krogan explosives in a train car feels like..." Vayne said as he hit a button on his wall, one of the walls sliding out automatically to reveal a crap ton of grenades.
"So....tell me. Which ones do you fancy?" he asked simply as he motioned to the selections, at least a dozen of every type stored neatly and labeled in a nice font, categorized by level of lethality.
"Ooo... you have the yellowish sticky stuff.... and remote detonators," Irina had an evil grin on her face.
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