<b>[Docking Ranp - Outside ship]</b><br/><br/>Darion studied the woman on the docking bay outside the ship, the multiple limbs marked her as a Zax easily, wearing modified Valkyrie armor.  Ok, a bit heavily modified to fit her odd form for a Zax, he usually din’t find their females attractive in or out of armor.  He couldn't help but think she was a bit.  Odd.<span style="color: Seagreen">“Thanks.  Impressive, if a bit bulky, but that is usual for Zax engineering.  But I think everyone else had to go get their equipment first.  I was the only one at the meeting wearing most of mine.”</span>he said before grinning at her second question.<span style="color: seagreen">“I plan to, haven’t lived this long just to die on a mission like this one.”</span><br/><br/>Of course after that they separated to go about their business.  Darion movifn over to the Zax on the computer, the quartermaster.<span style="color: seagreen">“Hey, I was told to talk to you for supplies.  I think we will need a couple boxes of mag for Armor piercing, Hollow point, dragonfire, and shock rounds.  maybe two boxes of mags each.  I have the feeling we may not all be carrying what we will need for this mission.  And maybe a case of frag grenades.  The more of the team that survives the better.  If you can, have it delivered to the cargo bay.”</span>He asked, pretty sure he remembered Klaxx saying the supplies were free.  If so  then this would be good.<span style="color: seagreen">“If we need to pay, take an even portion out of everyone’s funds, even mine.  They may thank me after if my suspicions are right.”</span><br/><br/><br/><b>[Inside Ship - Darion's Chosen Quarters]</b><br/><br/>After ordering the ammo and grenades. Darion made his way into the ship, first to pick a room.  As he went through that hall, Darion decided on taking the one closest to the command section of the ship.  Entering and placing his bag on the bed to claim it.  Taking off his armor also helped as he deactivated it’s power and triggered it to open.  After a moment, peeled away from his muscles, opening along the seams of the armor plates in the front and allowing him to step out, his computer on his wrist.    The skintight armor skin-suit that anyone in armors like that wore was the only thing he was wearing as he dug through his bag for cloths to change into.  All his muscles stood out under that suit, and judging by how some of the mercs had acted at the briefing, that was not a good thing to wear in a common area.<br/><br/>Darion pulled off the skin-suit before dressing in a pair of boxers, an almost skintight grey t-shirt, and some dark kaki cargo pants.  He pulled some combat boots on after those, though as he dressed he was still studying the schematics of their target ship on his HUD, his computer still on his wrist. Before he left his room, Darion pulled the pistol from it’s armor holster and combat knife from the boot of his armor.  The pistol went onto his thigh with a soft strap on holster, and the combat knife went into a holster built into the lining of his combat boots, the hilt visible.  He felt naked without his weapons within arms reach, no matter what he was wearing.  Though his muscles were still obvious under the slightly loose shirt.  It didn't hide what looked like a blade scar on his left forearm that had gotten through his armor.  The dark skin obvious.  That was two scars they could see and know he had now.<br/><br/>As he finished dressing, the Announcement for the medical exams came over the comms.  Darion tapped his own for the ship comms.<span style="color: seagreen">“You heard the robot.  To the cargo bay for the physicals.”</span>He said before following his own order.<br/><br/><b>[Cargo Bay-Outside of Infirmary]</b><br/><br/>He entered the cargo bay to See Kimmi already there, as well as the Full-blooded Goz woman, climbing out of a Hercules armor.  He couldn't help but whistle at seeing the bulky thing.  Some plans coming to mind as to how to use that in combat sprouting in his mind.  Changing some he had been concocting.<br/><br/>Of course if he had paid attention to the two women over the armor the whistle would have been for the both of them.  Neither of them having changed out of the skintight, or in Kes’s situation, fur tight, under-suits.  Their bodies now leaving even less to the imagination, though he wished Kimmi had been wearing less at the meeting.   Her body’s reactions to, well him he guessed since she was looking at him, was very obvious.  He wasn't sure what to say at that, other than reply to what she said, and admire her even without the assets the others all had.  She was still very attractive.<span style="color: seagreen">“Hello.  Yeah, Darion is correct.  Pleasure to meet you Kimmi.  Thanks for the ammo.”</span>He said, taking her hand lightly and shaking it for a moment before he brought it up and kissed it when he said ‘pleasure to meet you.  Hey, even an unsophisticated brute of a marine like him could flirt, or act like a gentleman, every now and then.<br/><br/>He let her hang go as the conversation between her and the Goz started.  Though he did take the chance to introduce himself<span style="color: seagreen">“I’m Darion Syler, Glad to actually meet you K'esara.”</span>Then their conversation continued as Darion was left out, he moved a few steps away before looking over to the Hercules armor, studying it to see how well used it was.  Or how damaged.  Though he couldn't help but roll his eyes when the women mentioned the doc being cute.<br/><br/>When Ciel was finished and walked out of the makeshift infirmity, darion actually got a better study of her, her being out of the armor.  Yup, definitely sexy.  But something was off, was she a Hybrid?  Curious.<br/><br/>Kes decided to go next, and Darion Didn't argue.  Though he did watch her ass as she walked into the container.  But once she was gone he turned back to Kimmi.<span style="color: seagreen">“And here I thought I was done with routine physicals once I got discharged.”</span>He said with a sigh shrugging, though trying to make it sound a little like he was joking.<span style="color: seagreen">“This should be fine if it is just routine physical.”</span>yeah, little did he know what the doc was doing.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>