Armory

[Michael Hobbar]

The armory is the one and only place on the starship to get your weapons. It is always guarded by the Master at Arms who has an office inside the Armory itself, she is in the very back. Before you get a weapon or your armor you have to get permission from her, otherwise she will not issue you a weapon or armor. Two large fences surround the weapons that have locks on both of them. This is in case of a person trying to get weapons without her permission. The armor itself is in another fenced in area with the same lock although a different combination then the weapon's fenced in area.


The master at arms however is kind enough to listen to you. If you wish to place your weapons away all you have to do is to give them to her. She will actually put them away for you at a later date. The main reason for the beefed up security is due to the United Colonial Republic civil war which started near a armory that was too easy for access. Ever since the navy has been very strict on who it gives a weapon to.

[Michael Hobbar]

Hobbar walked towards the armory of the ship, hoping that he was not going to run into a crowd..the hallway was in fact crowded with other members of the drop corps, either they were in full combat gear, or they were heading towards the armory to get their weapons. He got behind someone who like him was waiting in line. As he waited, people passed by him walking out with their weapons. It was looking more and more like this operation would be big,if the drop ships were deploying heavy equipment then it must really mean that ARM has the upper hand in the town. Still, capturing a bridge was going to be one hell of a tall order to fill if every other bridge in the canyon was destroyed. He had hoped that Rinehardt wouldn't be assigned to his platoon...but the little Schutzstaffel bastard had been give clearance to his people, furthermore he'd be accompanying Hobbar on this mission! What a load of bull.


The line continued to move forward,and he stepped inside the room, there the master at arms was at her desk having people fill out paper work and being scanned to be sure no one was misidentified. As he walked forward again he saw a short and stocky man walking towards him all ready for battle. "That you Jorge?" Hobbar said to him, the man stopped and lifted his visor to which Silva smiled. "Of course...you wanted to see me after the briefing lieutenant?" he said. "Yeah, wait for me outside after I get my gear." Silva nodded and walked outside the door. "Next!" The master at arms said seven minutes later. Hobbar walked up and the master at arms handed him a piece of paper that everyone had to sign. There were three paragraphs that basically said you wouldn't steal or sell these weapons to the black market. It also said you were responsible if you shot an innocent person with the weapon. Hobbar signed it and then held out his right hand.


The master at arms picked up a scanner it was the size of a small box and flat. She scanned his arm, which said who he was, age, ethnicity, usual legal stuff. The chip was a person's identification card, and could be updated for other things as well like a driver's license. "Ok Hobbar, go in the back and get your stuff." she said. "Next!"


Walking outside of the armory, Hobbar saw Silva leaning against the wall with his helmet off. "So what's going on lieutenant?" he said as Hobbar approached him. "We're being assigned that S.S. officer." he said angrily. "Wait...your pulling a joke on me." Silva said. "I'm afraid not..personally I want to snap the little bastard's neck in half. I don't trust him, not at all. I met him a few days ago...and I just have a funny feeling about him. I don't think he's really here to help us, but to do something else." he told Silva. "Oh for the love of Jesus don't tell me this is one of your conspiracy theories again." Jorge said. "No..ok maybe it is. But the fact remains, why pick this platoon. I won't really do anything but just remember he is not our friend. Help him if he needs something for missions, but nothing personal." he told Jorge.


"Sure thing lieutenant. And by the way, I also believe in the Hadamard theory. That's the only one I do believe." he said. Hobbar nodded, to hear it coming from Jorge had to be very rough. "Ok, see you in the hanger in ten. I'm gonna grab a quick soda." Hobbar said and walked to the cafeteria.


Jorge began to walk in the other direction to the hanger with the crowd going in that direction.