The report was read along to, while Porfirio read it. This was serious, whatever happened at that fort it was not just a simple case of everyone coming down with some illness. It was serious, he could feel it and a part of him was excited at that notion. To think of the danger they would face, the challenges that they would have to overcome. R&R could hardly contain himself at the end of the meeting. This was to be his chance, after so long with his work and duties as a trainer he was excited to get out and do something.<br/><br/>There was just the one issue of finding an wright who had the stomach to hang around him....<br/><br/>As if to answer this unspoken concern the handle on the door jiggled several times and in came a wright.<span style="font-style: italic">Perfect</span><br/><br/>“I have this, Commander” R&R spoke before he pushed his huge form from the table and strode over to the smaller human.<br/><br/>“Not a bad time at all, friend” his voice deep and friendly, with the quality of the rolling rocks he is named. “In fact we have something that you can do for us, a mission of sorts that could use your particular set of skills and expertise,” as he talked he walked, his large arm about the shoulders of the smaller man. “I have to go and check on some artifices that have malfunctioned and need you to come along with me. You know, to check on them, fix them, etc. Anyway, so how about you go and pack yourself some gear, don't worry about how much it weighs, I will be sure that we get it all there safely. And then meet me and the rest of our team at Bailey Gate,” now in the hall with him he stopped and clapped the smaller man on the shoulders. “Sounds good?” of course he did not wait for a response instead another hearty clap on the back,” Good man. See you in about two hours? That should be enough time, right?”<br/><br/>Then the hulk of a Guardian was gone, off to gather his own supplies for this most exciting mission.