Kira had forgotten just how effective flash bangs were, but strolling into the room after the detonations, he was quite pleased with the results. After popping SnS rounds into the conscious stragglers, Kira pocketed his Walther and gave Docca a smile.<br/><br/>"Couldn't have gone better,' Kira replied, taking a moment to adjust to having his hearing back from the grip of the white noise. He takes a handle of the zip ties and puts them into his coat pocket. "Sounds good to me, I'll start over there. Nice place they got here...too bad we can't take any of it with us. You want me to make you a celebratory cocktail?" Kira would begin zip-tying the conscious Nova Rich, checking each of their faces for a match to their target. Ever the pragmatic opportunist--and really it was for authenticity's sake!--Kira began to rummage in their pockets for any valuables, like cred sticks from mom and pop and other things. Taking a quick body count, Kira saw that there were fifteen bodies exactly.<br/><br/>"If Kelly's numbers are correct, then we are missing five members...guess we need someone to properly receive the message..." Once all of the punks were tied up, whether or not Richard was among them, Kira would start looking through the things they had in the base and inspecting the place. He'd gather all the guns he found and stashed them behind the bar for starters. "We want to just leave them all tied up and on the floor or did we want them to positioned in any particular way?"