Darion kept moving, the thought of stopping never entering his mind as he ran.  Only really focusing on the location indicator displayed on his eye for the two drones that belonged to Neymi, and the location of his companions.  Nothing else matter than getting his team out of range of those drones before they even thought of targeting him and his team.  Though when someone seemed to know where they were going he followed.<br/><br/>At least until they reached the elevator that they had used to enter this building… and he saw the man standing there.<span style="color: Green">“Who…” </span>Darion began but fell silent as he recognized the voice from the meeting… and a glare fell on his face at the man who was looking at the bracer on his wrist.  Darion stayed silent as he glared at the man who had just let loose attack drones at one of the Alliance council members.  This ass didn’t get any respect from the ex-marine.<br/><br/>After the Data chip was tossed to Neymi Darion turned away and moved past the man as if he didn’t deserve any attention.<span style="color: Green">“Let’s go get our equipment and get to our ship.”</span>Darion ordered before boarding the elevator and waiting for everyone.  Until the doors were shut and they were moving.<br/><br/><span style="color: Green">“Naymi… see if you can get a backup of the data from the last mission if your current copies are damaged.  I doubt they would just leave a copy of this data if whoever that was wants us to wipe it… I’ll leave it to you to decide to wipe the AI, but I want a copy of that data as a bargaining chip if we ever need it… I don’t want the AI though.  That fucker just attacked us and the council… plus he isn’t paying us to delete the data… So why should we?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>