"Half drunk." Ace corrected. "Here I thought it was special, you coming all this way for me." Ace adjusted his clothing one layer at a time, making sure that everything was as it as supposed to be. His calm, cool, almost playful demeanor left him when he heard the words OMNI Enforcer. It was made much worse when he heard then name Takahada. Him and Ace never got a long along very. Ace alway felt that Takahada stood on ceremony too much for his taste. There was always time and place for it but not while cross training or when doing some wet work. "Doing work," Ace called it. Grant and Truman weren't so bad. Almost fun if he let himself have any. TO add to his this already bad news Ace hadn't been told that OMNI was around. Ace hadn't exactly left on the best of terms, he didn't think it would matter but if he didn't have to be seen by them, it would help matters greatly. At least for him. Ace walked into the kitchen and opened a drawer. In it contained a weapon and holster, the holster was a thigh holster. The weapon was made in the style of the FN FiveSeven. Weapon with a twenty round clip, it fires a 5.7x28 high-velocity cartridge. A round more than capable of piercing level two body armor. It was Ace's favorite side arm, one that he found more than reliable.
Ace walked out and strapped the holster to his thigh. Once it was secure around his thigh he attached his holster to his belt. It was perfectly secure, well as secure as it could get. "I hate Takahada, the guy needs to take the stick out of his ass and relax." Ace took the weapon out of its holster and ejected its clip. He made sure that it was full. "Don't ask." Ace simply said. "Well, if you think its going to be really bad then mind giving me a lift to the armory? I might as well pick up a rifle if you think there is a possibility of things going south. Either way I doubt its a good idea for me to be driving."
Ace walked out and strapped the holster to his thigh. Once it was secure around his thigh he attached his holster to his belt. It was perfectly secure, well as secure as it could get. "I hate Takahada, the guy needs to take the stick out of his ass and relax." Ace took the weapon out of its holster and ejected its clip. He made sure that it was full. "Don't ask." Ace simply said. "Well, if you think its going to be really bad then mind giving me a lift to the armory? I might as well pick up a rifle if you think there is a possibility of things going south. Either way I doubt its a good idea for me to be driving."