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[u][i][b]Icarus, Wolfe, Hirsh. 
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Icarus paused to turn and look at Wolfe. He did not answer with words, instead with a ‘thumbs up’ signal. This black eyes and his face were shockingly unexpressive considering the elaborate and downright [i]lively[/i] artwork on his body. Perhaps, it was his way of expressing himself in a way that his face and voice could not. (In truth, Icarus had sold his soul for power. That is another story.)

He then beckoned the two with a gesture to follow him down the row. He began to pull items from the stock. Slinging rifles over his shoulders, tucking a blades into boots, pouches clipped to his belt, he strapped a pair of blackened gauntlets onto his arms. 

He would also hand things to the other two soldiers every so often. He hefted a large knife, he twirled it in the air, testing its weight. Tossed it up and caught it by the blade, then handed it to Hirshe handle-forward. He also gave him a[url=http://scontent.cdninstagram.com/t51.2885-15/s480x480/e35/12599489_230232404005481_1980004310_n.jpg?ig_cache_key=MTIzNDM1ODk0NjIyNjE0MzI0NA%3D%3D.2] pistol covered in runes[/url], and a set of bracers and an armored vest… Which, upon further inspection looked like modified medieval chest plate and gauntlets. The metal had been blackened and reshaped in some places to fit a more modern warrior. 

He gave Wolfe weapons as and armor as well. A he pinned a badge on Wolfe’s shoulder, it was in the shape of a wolf (Perhaps this was amusing to Icarus, but he didn't laugh) he also handed him a tomahawk, feathered and all, and a larger heavier [url=https://cdn.instructables.com/FR7/SID7/FJD3GWZH/FR7SID7FJD3GWZH.MEDIUM.jpg]gun[/url]. 

Icarus turned to the two when he seemed satisfied with how they were all outfitted. He gestured for them to follow, he would lead them out of the armory. 

They crossed paths with Dzel outside. “Oh, there you are…” She was much shorter than all three of them, and looked over the trio with curiosity before looking up at their faces questioningly. “What are you guys up to?” 

Icarus pointed ahead, made the classic ‘gun hand’ shape and mimed shooting it off a few times. Then pointed the gun-hand at Dzel, pausing, then opening the hand toward her, and gestured in the direction they were going. An invitation. 

“You mean the gun range? No, thank you. I was looking for Wolfe actually. Tristan wants to see him.” 

Icarus shrugged, dropping his hands and beckoning for Hirshe to keep following him. He clapped Wolfe on the shoulder and continued down the hallway. Icarus looked back over his shoulder at the two with his black eyes. He smiled. Then kept walking on. 

Dzel turned to Wolfe “I’ll walk you to his office. Sorry, I bet you were looking forward to that. They can give you access to the shooting range later, I’m sure.” 

She would lead Wolfe up to Tristian’s office. The secretary would let them in. Tristian would be in his office with Natasha… Dzel would not join them. If Wolfe wanted to talk to her he would do so on their way or before going into the office.