"Aye ye can, and there's an oven beside the dishwasher. Cannae miss it, got a big glass door."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Danger...approaching. Chiro says, Danger.." </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Baz hears this with his sharp hearing and nods, downing his tea. He racks up his shotgun as Jania stands, drawing her two massive axes. Sara grins and vanishes into the armoury, returning with a pair of Uzis and a "minime" GPMG. The three Slayers stand by the door, Baz extending the skeleton stock of his shotgun and bracing himself with his tail. Sara draws her uzis and straps the Minime across her back. "LOCK AND LOAD LADZ!" Baz calls. "Trouble comin'! No idea who, but it'sa gonna get rough!"