Darius spent the next three weeks training his squad and getting them equipped properly.  Their gear he picked out himself, bolt guns, his area of expertise, for their new weapons, and Storm Trooper Carapaces and Refractor fields for armor.  As for the men themselves, Darius spent several hours each day in training them, mostly working on increasing their fitness, running laps, training with weights, anything to increase their endurance.<em>(ooc, he's trying to raise that 28 toughness of by just a couple points)</em>Between that, and giving them some practice with their new equipment, his time was pretty much filled, although he did have one other ambition.<br/><br/>Only the Rogue Trader could give Darius what he truly wanted, however, so Darius sought out Cortez in his office.  "Sir...."  The burly marine was hesitant, but the desire behind his request shown through.  "Sir, I was going through the promotion list, and I notice you still haven't replaced the old Master of Ordinance for the Kobras Aquairre yet.  I know you haven't known me long, or had much experience with my abilities, but I'm a gunner born and bred, sir.  I've got a knack for shooting... I always have.  Could you consider me for the position?  I won't let you down sir, I promise you."  He put his arm across his chest as he swore, then saluted.  "Thank you for your time, Rogue Trader."