"Ah, well shit. Look, you just go, I can handle myself." [b][i]Nat says, grabbing her .308 rifle from beside her once more. [/i][/b] [u]In the armoury[/u] [b][i]As Alexandra runs and checks each room intently, she stumbles across the armoury. She enters her hulking suit of armour, grabbing each of her weapons and holstering them intently. [/i][/b]