<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Copy that,  will keep eyes on him.”</span>Darion stated before letting his eyes roam over the crowd, but always keeping the Batarian in sight either in the corner of his eyes, or by actually loking at them.  A couple times though he caugh the batarion looking back at him, or at some of the other guards.  He took a moment to be sure before reporting.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“It looks like the Batarion knows we are watching him.  He has spotted the guards watching him, including me.”</span><br/><br/>Reporting that though didn't stop him from keeping an eye on the Batarian , if only directly looking at his ugly face for very short periods of time.  Most of the rest of the party bored the hell out of him, still rich bastards mingling.  An old soldier failing to flirt with Ashana., and people making whatever deals and worthless small conversation there is with the boss or possible allies.<br/><br/>Though his usual scans of the crowd were interrupted by Ashana speaking up on the comms with another possible target.  At her description of the second possible target Darion actually had to take his eyes off the batarian to scan the part of the crowd where she was.  Yeah, Ashana was easy to spot as an Asari in a crowd of humans.  But the person she had described on the other hand, there was no sign of him at all anywhere in the crowd near her.<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen">“Negative, I've got nothing.  No sight on the blonde man.”</span>Darion said, looking around, but nothing still.  As the chatter went on, they mentioned the batarian and Darion actually looked back around to where he had last seen him, and he wasn't there.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“No line of sight on the...”</span>he paused though as he spotted him again moving through the crowd.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“... Cancel last, Batarian sighted, making his way to the hallway towards the back rooms.”</span>Finally is sounded like he would get to do something, the party wouldn't be this boring much longer.<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen">“Copy that.”</span>Was all darion replied at the order to follow the batarion down the hallway, and he started moving away from the wall to follow when the batarian entered.  The other two guards he met just inside, and lead them down, activating his weapon as soon as he was out of sight.  The weapon was much more natural in his hands than the briefcase as he rested the stock of the rifle against his shoulder and moved down the hall in the direction the batarian had, them just barely seeing where he turned, just far enough behind to follow.<br/><br/>When they nodded for darion to take point, he returned the nod and moved around the corner behind his rifle.  It led the way wherever he went, following the suspect, and going around the corners wide.  He stopped at one corner when he heard the batarian messing with one of the doors, and peaked around just in time to see him enter a room.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Batarian entering office just ahead of our position.”</span>he reported.<br/><br/>At the order from Malcom Darion moved back around the corner and waited.  Peaking around and listening to the silence, ah silence, better than the dull noise of the party.  Definitely not the kind of racket he enjoyed.  But he mostly listened for any signs that the batarian was leaving, or upon the reports from the other group, the blonde man.  It wasn't long before the blonde man came into sight and then disappeared into the same room.  On order, his team moved in to meet Firas's team at the door, moving quietly.<br/><br/>Darion took a position to the right of the door against the wall, ready to breach.<br/><br/>At the order, Darion let the other team press the open key before he moved into the room, moving his weapon over the right side of the room before focusing on the Blonde man.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Stop What you're doing!  On the ground!”</span>Darion yelled in order advancing on the blonde man before bringing his rifle around and bashing him on the side of the head when he saw the omnitool being used for an attack.  In a moment Darion was on him before he could recover and pulled his arm around and pinned him.<br/><br/>When the others had the room, Darion got up and listened to the reports while one of the other security people took the Blonde man.  If this really was nothing, they couldn't have thought they would actually get something if they stood out so much to get their attention.<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen">“Ashana, be on your guard.  I got a bad feeling here...  this was too easy..”</span>Darion said into his comms and waited a moment, but there was no reply at all.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Ashana?”</span>no reply...<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen">“Shit... I think she has her comms off.”</span>That was not a good sign as Darion moved out of the room.  The immediate thought he had was that that made her completely unprofessional on a job.  She knew the threat that this assassin proved to be didn't she?  What was she doing that took more precedence than this job to keep Vega alive.  He wasn't sure he wanted to know that answer, not right now as it would probably be very distracting from his current thoughts.<br/><br/>Were these two a distraction for the real target?  He let the others mess with the two thieves while he thought about that for a few minutes outside the door.<br/><br/>The answer came when Vega was half yelling over the comms, yup, a distraction most likely.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Shit...”</span>The soldier began moving with the rest of the guards, the 120th floor was above them a ways, and by the sounds of the order all the guards were moving.  He listened to the reports from the security chasing the assassin and was impressed, he would not be able to escape these many guards himself.<br/><br/>Upon the report that the man had escaped the pursuers, darion had just reached the elevator.  The elevator was just arriving back at his floor, to take him and everyone else up.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“He is in the freight shaft?  Where is the freight elevator stopped?”</span>Darion thought about a way to cut him off as he and the team he had been with moved into the passenger elevator.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Malcom, lock-down the freight elevator a couple floors below the party.  It will force him to exit the shaft there, I want to be there to meet him”</span><br/><br/>When he was told where the elevator was stopped he pressed the down button to take him and the others down to that location.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Ashana, you back online on the comms?  I don't know if this guy is going to double back and try to take a second target as well.  Keep your guard up.”</span>he stated as the elevator was moving.  He looked over to Firas and his team.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Think you would be able to come in behind him?  Trap him?”</span><br/><br/>The passenger elevator stopped on the floor he was told the freight elevator was at and moved through the halls.  He needed to get to the exit bay for the freight elevator, it should be wide enough he hoped to be a good trap  once there he took up position at the nearest cover he could find, and motioned for the others to stead out.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Malcom.  We need the element of surprise.  Can you cut all but the emergency lights in here?  And lock down the passenger elevator as well just incase he gets past us?”</span>he said quietly into his comm.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>