<strong>Leon Brentwood -- <em>Agent Hunter</em><br/>O.I. Headquarters<br/>"Better Than <span class="bbc_u">Toys'R'Us</span>"</strong><br/><br/>Leon followed the others on the jaunt to the armory, and let out an appreciative whistle at the expansive hardware arrayed on the tables and walls. White was loitering by a table not far from the entrance, several wicked-looking and creatively modified weapons resting beside him. Leon shook his head again, but said nothing this time. Sure, there were some nice toys laid out for staking suckheads, but hadn't they agreed not five minutes ago there was a chance they weren't even dealing with vampires at all? Still, it wouldn't do to show too much dissent before the mission even began, and he had to admit the proffered weapons could do some fair damage to other types of long-leggedy beasties as well.<br/><br/>Leon happily helped himself to a rather large modified shotgun and a resmithed Desert Eagle from White's buffet table, then moved to another wall and began selecting additional arms and equipment. From the Comms and Surveillance table he picked up a bluetooth earbud and multiview monoscope of his own, before moving on to the Explosives and Demolitions section. Leon glanced over at the girls and gave a sardonic smile. "Uh, actually, ladies,<em>yes grenades</em>."<br/><br/>He grabbed one of the smaller bags from a nearby hook and laid a few flashbangs, frag grenades and incendiary charges carefully in its nylon webbing, then began stuffing a pair of 9mm pistols and several clips with AP and HP rounds filled with silver nitrate on top of the bombs. To finish his shopping spree, Leon selected a pair of weighted kukri knives and a 25" short sword, as well as a dual-strap shoulder-waist holster rig to conceal the blades beneath his jacket.<br/><br/>He looked to the others and shrugged as he hefted his assorted weaponry in the bag over his shoulder. "You guys can have your fun talking to Cujo McFaceripper if you want. When you're ready to watch whatever this thing is die spectacularly, let me know, huh?" Leon flashed the others another confident, possibly crazy grin, and left the armory with his new toys in tow. White's suggestion to grab some chow agreed with him, and he decided to hit the commissary for a quick bite before joining the others at the hangar.