Kala just grumbled a bit seeing the smirk, definitely knowing it was at her expense.  And she hated it, about as much as being here alone in a room with someone she had was both jealous of, and very attracted to.  Both of those she hated feeling because she shouldn't be jealous.  Her less attractive frame kept attention off her.  The attraction she still couldn't explain.<br/><br/>Though, at the look to her bandaged arm Kala moved it behind herself to hide it.  That’s right, she had been burned saving this woman.  But mostly she also had been getting treated gently, with other’s trying to do her work.  Of course they had stopped when she smacked some of them upside the head and did the work anyway.  She was hurt, not fucking disabled.<br/><br/>When she got to saying why Kala was called here, Ashana didn't look all that comfortable either, though he was sure it was for different reasons.  She was in Kala’s Debt?  Now that was something that was new to her.<span style="color: sienna">“ummm… don’t mention it…”</span>she said, not really sure what to say to the offer.<span style="color: sienna">“…I had to do something, and I was the only one who really could do anything against those hacks…”</span>she paused again.<span style="color: sienna">“…  You don’t need to get me anything…  I would have done it whether you were in trouble or not… it wouldn’t have mattered which of you were in trouble.”</span>Probably true, but most likely to prove to the captain she was an asset to keep…  maybe she should say that to make Ashana think she wasn’t in her debt?<br/><br/><span style="color: sienna">“Well, if that is it… Then I should go and get back to work.  Don’t want to stick around Omega much longer…”</span>Kala said as she stood up to get ready to leave.<span style="color: sienna">“…And don’t feel like you need to repay me or anything…  It’s not like I could ever think of anything for you to do anyway.”</span>She said a moment before pausing and thinking about what she remembered from the feeds from the party.  Ashana could probably easily think of something….<span style="color: sienna">“Well, see ya…”</span>Kala muttered before retreating before the Asari had the chance to make Kala even more uncomfortable and embarrassed.<br/><br/>She was acting way too Innocent and shy for someone who acted like such a tomboy most of the rest of the time.<br/><br/>Once out of the room, Kala let out a sigh of relief before bringing her Omni-tool up and activating it.<span style="color: Sienna">"Ok Taseer, Ashana is done with me.  where do you need me now?"</span><br/><br/>………………………..<br/><br/><span style="color: seagreen">“Even if it is partially effective, she will burn through thermal clips faster than any other weapon.”</span>He stated to Firas’s comment, before sighing and relenting, letting them continue.  He was still not a big fan of what she had said she had done to a mattock.  Let them get away from that.<br/><br/>At the mention of the heavy armor, Darion remembered the damage he had seen on Fira’s armor as it had hung on the racks here.  Yeah, looked like he would be dead if it had been any lighter.  Darion just nodded his agreement and let them continue without comment.<br/><br/>When they said to go evaluate her skills in the cargo bay, Darion looked back at his disassembled Mattock.  Yeah, he needed more work on his own rifle to get everything exactly right.  He could spend another hour working on it easily.  No, he wasn’t going to be able to shoot with that.  They started grabbing unmodified weapons from the racks, Darion reached up to grab a basic M-15 Vindicator battle rifle from the selection.  It was more of his type of weapon over the Avenger that Firas Grabbed, and the Mantis that Sorv grabbed.<br/><br/><span style="color: seagreen">“Alright, coming.”</span>He said before following before Mickey decided to join them.  At the badass comment darion just grinned.<span style="color: seagreen">“maybe he is right, but then Mikey doesn't mention that we ground team have to be bigger badasses than he does.”</span><br/><br/>When they finally reached the cargo bay, Darion helped get the crates in place and was about to fire himself when Shira’s yell came out to them from the cargo bay.  He looked over at her as he lowered his rifle, admiring her suit and curves.  At least before she started pointing to where she was saying a firing range was.  He was curious as he followed, then watched as the range came out of the floor, the plating moving aside to let everything raise up.  The surprised showed on his Face.<span style="color: seagreen">“Well, I’ll be damned.  Someone needs to tell us these things before we make big mistakes…”</span>Darion paused, looking for other open areas of flooring.<span style="color: seagreen">“Would there be a pop-up gym somewhere here too.”</span>He wouldn’t be surprised now if there were.<br/><br/>He moved back a bit, giving the shooter currently some room.  Nodding approvingly when Sorv’s shot hit the dead center of the target.<span style="color: seagreen">“Nice.”</span>But then grinned when Firas took the mantis away and handed the Quarion an Avenger.<br/><br/><span style="color: seagreen">“we could do worse… just remember to give him sniper rifles from now on, and not Assault rifles.”</span>Was Darion’s comment compared to the ‘not bad’ from Shira.  Then up came Firas, and he actually was much more impressive.<span style="color: seagreen">“Pretty good.”</span>That proved that Firas had used that form of weapon more often.  It boded very well to how good he would be with the revenant.  He hadn’t seen him use that yet.<br/><br/>It was Darion’s turn, and after a moment looking down at his vindicator before sighing.<span style="color: seagreen">"Guess it wouldn't be all that fair if I used this over the avenger…”</span>he muttered, placing his choice on the rack and taking an Avenger.  He stood exactly where the other two had, evening his footing, and his breath, Darion aimed at the target.  Firing in bursts as well, Darion took pauses between each set, each one a quarter of a second longer than Firas’s.  He wanted to make sure he would hit.  The longer pause was the only reason for his higher score.<span style="color: seagreen">“35… but I took longer than Firas… “</span>Too much time for only 1 more hit, Firas was better with an assault rifle.  If he had fired as fast, the score may have only been 32 or 33 at his guess.<br/><br/>After he ejected the clip, he lowered the rifle before looking back at the others then joining them.  He took a moment to look at Shira, it had looked like she had been in charge of the new cargo.<span style="color: seagreen">“Shira, have the crates for me arrived yet?”</span>he was talking about the grenades and plastic explosive he had ordered.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>