Darion kept his charge, even as the rocket launcher was thrown.  And didn’t stop even as the bastard took aim and fired.  Because of his charge, he was not with the others when the rocket fired.  He was closer to halfway to the bastard when he had his hands on the weapon.<br/><br/>Darion had not been expecting how fast this old man would release and aim the heavy weapon.  That armor he was wearing was much stronger than it looked to be able to so easily handle a heavy weapon like that.  Darion barely had a chance to duck under where the rocket was aimed before Desmond fired.  After that everything went in slow motion.  The rocket went towards the group, past his sight, then the loud roaring of an explosion, and the force slammed into Darion’s armored back as it crashed into the ground between him and the group.  His shields flared as the explosion sent him careening forward in to the floor.<br/><br/>It had rattled him inside his armor, but he was still alive.  That had not been part of his plan at all.  Especially not getting stunned with the shell-shock from the rocket.<br/><br/>…………………………<br/><br/>It didn’t take very long for Kala to actually find the room that had the Quarian enviro-suit.  It was one of the few doors actually open when she found it that she didn’t have to get through herself.  She tore through the room before finding the very distinctive mask.  The quarian designed face plate standing out very clearly.  It was just a moment after that that she found the rest of the suit.  It was all mostly together.<br/><br/>If she had more time, Kala probably would have scavenged some more, but as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she immediately pictured Shira as she remembered her on this side of that airlock.  No, she gathered the suit and all it’s components together before dashing out of the room, and through the halls.  Only hesitating when she heard the explosion.  Almost thinking like she had forgotten something with the bomb, but after thinking about it, the explosion was in the wrong place.  The engineer kept running.<br/><br/>She only stopped moving when she came across the sight of the fight here.  A couple of her friends on the ground, though it didn’t look like anyone was dead.  Had they won?<span style="color: sienna">“Guys, the bomb is disa…”</span>she paused when her eyes fell on the back of someone in huge armor… that wasn’t one of her friends.<span style="color: sienna">“oh shit…”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>