Akiada chuckled softly at Baz's predicament, "Guess that'll have to wait until we find a safehouse," he said. "Anyways," he continued, looking a bit more serious again. "I do have an idea, and it involves cannibalizing one the station's smoke alarms, wiring the beepy bits to a grenade, and tossin' it. I mean, it worked in that one game with zombies, so maybe it'll work here. If nothing else it'll blow some shit up."<br/><br/>He grinned, starting to move towards the alarm on the armory's ceiling. "I liked to tinner around with various electronics. It comes in handy sometimes. Just gotta hope the batteries aren't dead and we can find a grenade. I mean, a flash-bang might do, but I'd rather have the fragmenting exploding kind."