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The admiral gave legs a Stern look letting him know he had stepped out of line. Regardless of his recklessness the admiral let it slide and nodded dismissing the squad. 

Szabo took the A.I. and put it around his neck (the chip was on a neckless) and made a gesture (his index finger extended and twirling in a circle) for the team to form up on him and pointing his finger he led them out the door at the back of the briefing room. 

As Atticus thought on the way to the mjolnir suitup stations he couldn't help but maul over the fact that they only had one vehicle specialist. He knew the A.I. could do a lot of flying but he didn't want to have to rely on it.cnot for the human instinct he knew the vehicle specialized Spartans had. He shrugs the thought away and continued on down the hall. Taking a brief second to hold up his hand in a fist to halt the group. Szabo turned on his heels and looked back over the group, taking role almost. He made sure everyone was behind him then he nodded to the team, getting a few nods back, he rounded the corner and stopped at the nearest station stepping up onto the platform typing in his Spartan I.D. then waiting for the machines to do their job and hook on all his armor. He was lifted and twisted and turned all around until the machine was done and he returned to how he started. He checked the rest of the team down the corridor they were all in and was satisfied that no one had any major issues. Atticus rose his voice and gave a quick 'round up' shout to get them all up and ready with their new gear. It was heavy... Really heavy... But this is what he trained for... It was all stuck and didn't shift when he moved... It actually made his movements a little quicker and made it a hell of a lot easier to lift things.

Once everyone was done checking themselves and the team out they strode into the hallway and down towards the armory with hightened confidence from the gear. Making their way through the stockpiles of weapons they all headed straight to their favorite weapons and were handed the stun rounds. Surprisingly enough it was just lockdown paint... Atticus took a second and almost laughed thinking about what a marine would feel like after getting hit with one of these bad part was, no silent bullets or fadeing explosions the purple was going to be everywhere. His brow furrowed but no one could see through his tinted EVA helmet. Szabo had his trusty DMR and a magnum for closet combat as well as one of the regenerating lockdown paint knives. He also grabbed 2 grenades and advised his team to do the same no matter what position they were assigned. When he was all loaded up he clicked his magnum into place on his right thigh and slung his DMR over his back onto the magnetic pad on his armor. 

Satisfied with his team's busy and clean work he took a quick look at them one last time and made a motion with his hand to start heading out to the hanger where they would be getting their ride to their mission.
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