Kala actually looked up at her name being called out by Airea again from her work, she had somehow gotten a small dark smudge over her cheek, making her skin actually look light in comparison.  Still fuming a bit about all the worthless secrecy that only makes it near impossible for a mechanic to do their job.  With that in mind she waved her hand in dismissal a bit,<span style="color: Magenta">“yeah, yeah.  The old geezer calls.  Going.  It's not like I am needed anymore.”</span>the last part she muttered a bit before walking off, stomping a bit in her little anger.<br/><br/>It didn't take her long to reach the elevator and make it down to the deck where everyone was, and was forced to quickly step out and step aside when Falkis and Shira came in, carrying a salarian out.  Ok, even in passing, she couldn't help but glance at Shira.  Why could she not help herself when staring at that woman?  Curiosity maybe at what she looked like outside of all that armor?  Likely.  Maybe Jealousy that a woman who probably hasn’t breathed the outside air since a child would have such a better body than herself?  Even more likely.  She would refuse to believe anything else would be the reason.  Though when she looked at all the people there, she couldn't help but blush because of what she was wearing, the suit hugged what curves she did have.  Of course she was nothing compared to Shira and the Asari, Ashana.<br/><br/>Darion himself had, upon the appearance of the captain of the ship, holstered his weapon and just went where he was told.  Since he wasn't really needed, he took the chance to catch glimpses at Ashana's form.  Ok, he couldn't help letting his mind be dirty every now and then with women like her around.  Of course then the Quarian entered, and he couldn't help the slight whistle at the sight of her.  Were all the women on this crew this beautiful?  He guess he got a bit of an answer when a darker skinned human woman.  Not as breathtaking as either Ashana or Shira, but definitely attractive still.<br/><br/>Of course he said she was gong with the ground team, and she just looked at the old man like she didn't believe him.<span style="color: Magenta">“I Am?  But... what....”</span>she just closed her mouth and glared.  What the hell was he thinking?  Didn't he know all she was was an engineer, a Mechanic?  What if a fight broke out somewhere?  She was useless in a fight.<span style="color: Magenta">“Oh god damn it... I need to go get changed then.  This thing is useless in public."</span>she mumbled before walking away to the room where her cloths were.<br/><br/>As they began to depart, Darion moved to the armory, surprisingly well stocked by the looks of it all.  At least he stopped dead in his tracks when he found his armor, weapons, and the large kit he used for crafting his grenades and maintaining his armor and weapons.<span style="color: YellowGreen">“When the hell...”</span>then he remembered the long time he had been stuck around that table near the med bay.  It was more than enough time to get to his apartment and back.  Thus when he got to the shuttle, he wasn't dressed in his leathers and only a pistol, he was dressed in his dark colored armor that looked like a patchwork of different types under the paint, but all put together to work.  On his back was his mattock rifle, a basic shotgun off the armory's racks, and his pistol.  At his sides were 6 grenades, 3 on each side.  He looked like a soldier.<br/><br/>She joined the group later, back in her original cloths, the kinetic barrier generator around her waist, a mirror to the one Ashana wore with the exception of different colors.  He custom made Omnitool physically around her wrist visible.  The Shuriken sub machine gun she was given hung awkwardly at the small of her back.  It was obvious she was uncomfortable where she sat on the shuttle.  And that just increased as the whole group entered the building and the show began.  Ok she was scared of the whole thing.  To hide it as just plain nerves around people she didn't even know, Kala just kept squeezing her hands into and out of fists to hide her fear.  Why was she here again?  Shouldn't she be back at the ship elbow deep in the machines on the thing.  The elevator made her gulp deep and cringe for the apparently inevitable crash.  After that she just gulped and stayed silent, and with the group.<br/><br/>Darion stayed silent through the activity of getting into the tower, and making their way down to where they would meet the Shadow Broker agent.  But the Asari that met them definitely got a good look from him, admiring the woman for a moment before they were led away.  He had no real reaction to the elevator drop, and the mercs at the bottom seemed to make the man smirk.  A fight between some of them actually sounded fun.<br/><br/>In the meeting she understood very little of what was being said.  She had no idea about any of the events they were talking about, but she figured it was important she as discreetly as she could, fingered a button on her omnitool to get it to start recording everything being said without activating any of the lights.  While doing this she did her best to look as much like nothing as possible, not hard to do compared to the others.<br/><br/>After the Agent finished all his speech, which none of it meant more than seeming like an entertaining job to Darion, he finally decided to speak up about some of the information he wanted himself.<span style="color: YellowGreen">“Actually there is something I want to know.  This little job you are giving these guys sounds fun so I think I am gonna see if I can tag Along.  But I also want to know something while I have the chance to ask.  What is the current location of the pirate captain Drago Sandoval.  At least that was the name he went by when I last crossed paths with the bastard.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>