"Always the.. fiery type, huh?" [i]A soft, yet familiarly muffled chuckle would escape the black helmet of a rather familiar suit of armor, with it's ornaments still removed and a few more dents and scraps added to it's ceramite plate, it's owner merely spectating not from a camera view, but first-person. And indeed, they seemed.. impressed, with the man's work, from his avid pyromancy to the fluent melee.[/i] "Sorry for the pun, was saving it for a bit. You.. holding up well?" [i]Victoria would speak up, while it was obvious that she was holding back from tackling Vance in a Power Armor hug. Mostly because she was in Power Armor.. and she didn't want people creeping on the two. Upon her being, she had her gladius and straight sword - typical melee gear for her, really, except without the shield.[/i]