Down at the armory, Bane had followed Baz up to when he'd come to notice the missing items... Bane shook his head and threw off his top and jacket, replacing his shirt with a light protective vest and putting the jacket back on.  There was a slight hissing... barely audible even to his ears... but enough to make him turn his head.  Then he saw the door beginning to haze up... fog rolling in.<br/><br/>"AH, HORSE SHIT!!" He snapped, snatching a full charcoal gas mask from the wall and donning it quickly.  (( If Baz is still in there and not noticing the gas at this point, Bane is forcing a gas mask on him as well after his own. ))<br/><br/>Bane creeps out of the armory, another two masks in one hand for whoever happens to cross his path first, the revolver in his other.  Eyes wide open, he's ready - and kinda pissed.  This stuff probably ruined his cake...