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Walking into his room Devin was happy to to see the impressive interior didn't end at the dorm room hallway. Walking into the space he was happy to see his other bags and items waiting for him just inside the door. He hastily gathered his things and started to put them in the right space. There was enough closet space for his clothes and a desk for his laptop. The special part of this schools dorm was, among other things, the hidden weapon storage options. Devin's seem to reveal itself with the push of a button on the TV mounted on his wall. Thankfully the small instructions on his desk explained how to use it and what the schools requirements were for gun safety. Devin was happy to see that the hidden gun safe was also locked to his fingerprint so as to no accidental tomfoolery with other students.
With his clothes put away and his laptop charging the young Canadian started to store his weapons. He started with his sidearm a Sig Sauer P226 Pistol. The weapon was a gift from his mother and was the same weapon she took when out on the field. The grip was standard with only mild alterations. The rule in the house for everyone was learn to shoot then modify and while Devin was an excellent shot he learned that modifications where a losing game. You learn on the stock you are ready to lock. He thought as he put the gun down.
Next up was Colt Canada C8SFW. The modern trade tool for active members of the Canadian army and special forces. Through some contacts, albeit only one phone call, his dad was able to get him one as a going away gift for getting accepted into S.P.I.G.A. The weapon came with plenty of modifications to fit any sort of need, but like before Devin first had to earn them. Devin had the sneaking suspicion he would likely get them sent as his dad found out about his grades or something.
Last, but certainly not least was his favorite. The bag was light, but what it held was an instrument of perfect precision. The Remington Defense CSR. It was Devin's favorite because it was the same weapon his dad used on most missions when he was in the military before he joined the RCMP. He was a member of the Airborne Pathfinder Unit. A group that specialized in securing drop zones, gathering intelligence, and briefing follow-on forces—also conduct ambushes and reconnaissance behind enemy lines.
Devin's father was and is a badass. It was a lot to live up to. Especially when he listened to his father talk about what his mother did. All of a sudden the gun in Devin's hands felt very heavy. It was more than the weight of what it was capable of, but the crushing weight of what his own expectations. His parents always said no matter what path he decided to follow they would support him, but that didn't change the fact that both were some of the best in their field.
Looking over and seeing the trunk he sent ahead still full of books he set the rifle on the rack next to the others and picked some of them up. Reading was where Devin found his center. He loved it and had his mother to thank for the growing passion. Flipping through them he gave an audible laugh as he saw biography and autobiographies of famous spies. Finally he fell upon a book about Virginia Wells or the "Limping Lady" One of the most successful and famous allies spies during the second world war. He had read the book at least three times and knew he would read it several times more. Looking at a picture of Virginia Wells he saw a lot of his mother in her and felt a boost of confidence.
After putting the books away Devin checked his watch and saw the time. His stomach let out a little gurgle as if to say 'time doesn't wait for hunger.' So listening to his stomach he grabbed a few of the Top Ramens and was about to leave his room. As he reached the door he realized he nearly forgot an important detail. Quick as he could he found his old flip cell phone and held the call button down for five seconds. Instead of the normal menu a basic interface came up with three contacts. Clicking on the top one he brought the phone to his ear. A few second of no ringing he heard the call connect with a robotic greeting 'Call Encrypted'
"This is Poseidon. I've arrived." Devin's tone was uncharacteristically emotionless as he waited for the reply.
"You have your orders." the robotic voice said after an extended delay.
Devin hung up the call and pocketed the phone. Returning to his original plan he left his room with a forced smile that let way to a real one after he closed his door. A quick knock on his neighbors rooms he waited till Nikki and Kat were done and in the hallway. "Rain check on the home cook awesomeness Kat. I can make this in five minutes flat and for me that is four minutes too slow." He said holding the Top Ramen up for them to see.
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