Damien Royce, also known as the ICE White Tiger, strolled lazilydown the white, tiled hallway of the Headquarters building. His outfit was simple for what he had just came from, black military issue combat boots, black tactical cargo pants, an a black t-shirt that was worn under a large black bullet proof vest. He looked extremely exausted as he turned the corner in the hallway to the large armory door. Reaching into one of the pockets of the vest he fished out his ICE ID, he slid it through the card scanner and the door opened.<br/><br/>"Welcome to the Armory, Damien." The cheerful voice of Danzii, chimed as Damien strode across the Armory.<br/><br/>"Hello, Danzii. I need to put away my equipment. Locker one twenty six if you would please." Immediatley the locker sprung open before him.<br/><br/>Damien smiled slowly beginning to unstrap the numerous straps of the black vest. He smiled and slowly lifted the vest over his head. Placing it on the bench he took out his knife and his cell phone. After he has emptied the pockets of the vest he places it in his locker. Coming next his the M4 Carbine that was slung on his back. He lifts it over his head and walks over to the breaching chamber of the armory and clears the chamber before placing the gun in his locker.<br/><br/>He leaves the armory and heads down the hall to the elevator. He reaches them moments later and presses the call button. Waiting there he begins to look around the hall a little. Pushing hid red hair away from his face he sighed and looked back down the hall. The barracks seemed to be very empty today.