Darion came into the lobby after the others as they were getting ready to leave, his sniper rifle had a different scope on it, a more advanced one from the armory while his rifle itself was the exact same one.  Even his assault carbine was now loaded with extended capacity magazines as were all the spares he carried.   He had visited the armory like everyone else and was now armed to go, but without his pack and money which was secured in his room.  His ranger helmet was secured to his belt, the sheriff star clearly visible on the helmet covered by a grinning skull.<br/><br/>As soon as he got a good chance, he studied K and the commandos she commanded.  He hoped they were as good as they all looked.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“I'll ride with the commandos.  I think I fit with them more than with you all.”</span>he admired as the cloak of his armor billowed around him with the wind, and moved towards the car K drove.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Shotgun!”</span>he called, moving to the passenger side seat and climbing in for the ride, his assault carbine across his chest in the car.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>