[i]"Well... Alright. I won't go for the privates if you do the same..."[/i] [b]He jokes, as pulls a grenade from his belt, a small little thing with a white stripe across the top. He quickly unclips it and loves it forward as it bursts into a volley of bright light and ear piecing noise... A flash bang... When the white light finally clears... Damien stands farther back, Rail gun at the ready, blue laser sight pointed at Rorek's chest.[/b]