Darion Grinned a bit behind his rifle when he actually heard Firas agree with his plan, and trying to get him a second weapon to use after the plan would be put into place.  He knew it would work.  Hell, if nothing else he knew weapons and he could do exactly what he had said he would.   It would only take a moment after he got the ok to do just that.  He waited, doing his best to keep the assassin from coming out of cover.<br/><br/>Of course, when he heard Ashana’s opinion on what was going on, in just a moment he realized that it was the truth, this guy was too good to be so easily trapped… but then everyone had bad luck every now and then.  But…  The disk that was thrown out from behind the cover caught the soldiers eye.  The instant it stuck to the window, Darion recognized what the disk was.  A demolitions expert would be hard pressed not to recognize that disk.  He made some of his own usually.<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen"> “GRENADE!!!”</span>Darion yelled as loud as he can, rolling away from the broken glass to get behind the nearest stable part of the walkway.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Get in Cov…”</span>He never finished that yell as the explosion rocked the entire room, followed by the loud rush of all the air flowing out and equalizing the pressure in the room.  The screams of some of the security going out with the air was impossible to miss.  Maybe some of them were the guys he had shared drinks with?<span style="color: SeaGreen">“This bastard is dead as soon as I get a hold of him.”</span>As he said that he watched out of the corner of his eye, their target began moving, stepping over the people towards a door that was now open?!  And he put a round through Malcom, he knew from the spot that Malcom was dead as soon as he was shot.<br/><br/>He tried to lean over to get a few shots off at the assassin, but the awkward angle to keep himself from being pulled out the broken window.  He missed from the bad angle.  But he also watched as Ashana began to run after the target.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Ashana?!”</span>He yelled to match Firas.  Himself getting up and moving to where he could go down from the walkway.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“God damn it girl, don’t go after him!”</span>He cursed into the mic, but knew she had cut it out again.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Fuck!”</span><br/><br/>As he cursed, Darion joined Firas at the door, glaring at the closed metal.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Does she not understand the concept of a team?!”</span><br/><br/>A yell came over the comms from the ship.<span style="color: Sienna">“Bite me Turian, I am working on it as fast as I can.  You think I want to see her get herself killed.  Be quiet so I can work!”</span><br/><br/>………………………………………….<br/><br/>Kala only had a short time to admire the show before her omnitool beeped at her, and all her displays turned amber, then red.<span style="color: Sienna">“Motherfucker!”</span>she cursed before turning back to her displays and began working furiously, only taking a moment to eject the datachip with the hears on it, and inserting the one with the smilyfaces on it into her omnitool.    She would need this one to work on countering his counter.<span style="color: Sienna">“How the hell did he counter that virus.  I had only ever used it once, no one should have a quick counter to it.”</span>That she did not even understand.<br/><br/>She had no more time to think about that as she ignored everyone else.  Of course the yell from Firas came over the net and she had to growl a bit to herself as he fingers worked at countering the hack at them… needing to get back into the building.<span style="color: Sienna">“Bite me Turian, I am working on it as fast as I can.  You think I want to see her get herself killed?  Be quiet so I can work!”</span>she yelled back.  Her fingers flashing over the screens never stopping.<br/><br/>There had to be a way to get back in.<span style="color: Sienna">“the door control system.  If I can get back in, I can build a tunnel that his counter hack can’t penetrate…  need a few minutes….”</span>She told the captain, watching the tracking of where the assassin and Ashana were out of the corner of her eye.  She hoped she was fast enough.  Hitting a few keys on her omnitool, she released a few of her own little protections into the system, to work on getting her an opening.<span style="color: Sienna">“shit… now I will definitely want his omnitool… this will fry mine… and I built it with my own hands…”</span><br/><br/>As she said that, she fully unleashed her protection, it would redirect the counters and make her own omnitool look like the ship’s system for a short time.  This was usually used to direct attacks against her against someone else, but now she was using it to protect the ship.<span style="color: Sienna">“fuck, my omnitool is going to be fried to do this…. I have no replacement…”</span>that she muttered to herself, but implemented the protections.<br/><br/>As soon as she had a window, from the ship’s consol, she began hacking into the tower again.  Into the doors, where she found the one to the atrium.<span style="color: Sienna">“Got it.  Move now!  Ashana and the assassin are in the same place!”</span>As she said that the screens of her omnitool were beginning to flicker, and she felt the heat from her omnitool starting to overload.<span style="color: Sienna">“Not yet.  Want to smack the bastard around a bit.”</span><br/><br/>Since she was in the door controls she began programing them to said way too much energy to the computers that controlled each door.  In a few moments the controls for all the doors would fry just like her own omnitool was about to do.  Once she finished that though, her omnitool fried, with a large spark before she yelled out lightly.  The overloading omnitool sparks hit her arm, and burnt everywhere that it had been touching her.   The downside of having an omnitool that was put together from scratch.<br/><br/>…………………………………………<br/><br/>Darion didn’t need to be told twice as the door’s control panel went green and opened for Darion and Firas.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Come on, let’s go save her ass.  It’s too valuable to lose.”</span>The smile he had when he said that that part was a bit of a joke.  He was probably talking about her ass literally.  But the way he moved was no joke, his rifle in both hands ready to bring up in an instant.  He was not hesitating as he moved through the open door in an instant and ran at full speed.<br/><br/>At full speed he arrived at the site of the confrontation just as Ashana was looking up into the barrel of the target’s pistol.  In an instant his rifle was up, and aiming.  This bastard was finally in his sights, and he would not miss now.  His first target was the pistol, second was as many rounds as he could towards the assassin’s chest.   He would not let him escape even if he was too late to save Ashana, or more likely especially if he was too late.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>