Shit hits the fan, everything is declared hostile. Hell yes. An Infantry Marines wet dream. David smirked to himself. Looser ROE's made everything easier and he couldn't help but think of all the good men who'd died over the last few years in the middle east due to strict rules of engagement. It also helps When your enemy is clearly defined and not hiding behind women and children. But this was a level of infiltration that the Vampire was unfamiliar with. No tactical gear, no navy seal shit. This was more like some CIA type stuff. Not Davids usual forte but he would improvise, adapt, and overcome as he always has. Trixy said she was more than happy to help him and Mikael in the art of subtly. Davids first challenge in this was to find some fancy clothes he could conceal his weapons under since his biker jacket was likely out of question. And he only had ten minutes to do it. He scoffed, ten minutes was plenty of time. 

As the brief concluded he gestured for Trixy and Mikael to join him outside the briefing room door. "Trixy if you don't mind I'm going to need a quick lesson in classy Vampire club attire. And Mikael.. i hope to god you have something close to what were looking for because all i have as of now are three sets of the same clothes i have on now.."