Rennac smiled at the clarification, heading to the armory and finding Dresden and Jackdaw there. 'Great, one person who will be more likely to shoot my legs out than cover me and an engineer who could almost literally see right through me.' He shook his head a bit and went about looking for his crate, soon finding it and started sorting through his gear. His power armor had been modified by cutting down on the solid plates around his joints in favor of a protective mesh to allow greater mobility and decrease weight. His helmet visor had been modified to act as a secondary output display for his wrist computer when hooked up to it wirelessly in addition to supporting communications. Attached to the belt was a sheath with a long dagger inside, an inch or two shorter than a sword with a cord wrapped grip. The sheath was strapped to the back of the belt at the waist, making it easier to pull out with a hand behind his back. Finally he had his two babies: two modified pistols with modified firing chambers that could slot explosive rounds as well as .357 magnum bullets. He could quickly swap between a standard single fire, burst, or full auto. He did a quick check on his pistols to see if they were in good condition but found nothing that he could notice. He then turned to the armor to find none of the mesh had unraveled or had been worn during transit. Finally he drew the dagger and checked the edge to find it slightly dull. "Huh, guess the blade did scrape against the neck guard on that last assignment." he muttered more to himself than to the other two who were present. Not bothering to look to the two behind him he got a comfortable seat at one of the workbenches and began to sharpen his knife, working on honing the edge back to what he saw as suitable for the weapon.