Derek peeked around the edge and saw about half a dozen armed guards heading towards the group. There was no window in the door to the right, so Derek had no clue what awaited them through the door.

John knew he was in danger. He didn't know why, but he was. Then he wispered "Use blind fire, it is the best way. Because it will freak them out as well."

Derek quickly opened the door, with his gun pointed to it, and sweeped his vision over the room completely ready to shoot anyone inside, and with the intention of leading them into it to wait for the guards to pass.

Inside the room, their equipment sat with a man, who seemed to be inspecting the equipment. He looked up at the group, looking fairly surprised at being interrupted. Reena was relieved to see their equipment was there, safe and sound, and the man inside the room didn't look armed either, that is, until the initial surprise wore off and he reached over and grabbed one of the guns from the pile, aiming for the door.

OOC: I'll assume Pontius and batgirl's girl dumped the guard somewhere (no point carrying him around all the time) and he was backing Derek up.

IC:

"Shit!"

As the whispered curse escaped his lips, Pontius sprang forward like a black panther, quickly closing the gap between the two of them, his baton chopping down on the man's head like a woodcutter's cleaver.

OOC2: I'll let Celes decide how it goes.

Pontios hit the man over the head with the baton and sucessfully succeeded in knocking the man unconcious. Reena rushed into the room, motioning for the others to join her. After in the room, She quickly searched through the pile of equipment that had been casually thrown aside by the guard earlier. She smiled a bit as she found her gun, feeling a bit more protected now.

Brad reattached his arm, and sighed. "I love having two limbs back..."

He then decided to test the lasers, and cut a small hole through the table. After he grabbed his bag of med stuff, he looked at the motly assembly.
"What now?"

"Now I get my stick back, bitchaz!"

Pontius flipped the heavy cane into his hand, spinning it around. He was quite surprised by how familiar its weight felt, and a small grin spread across his face. Then he caught himself.

"Damn, where'd that come from?"

Derek closed the door behind them quietly. "Now we shut up and hope the guards walking past don't notice us," he said as he reached into the pile and grabbed back his guns, slipping them into his coat together. He immediately seemed more at ease with the extra weight hanging within his coat, yet he kept the guard's gun ready over his own.

Pontius took the opportunity to stuff a couple of guns into the pockets of a coat he found on the ground, making sure to take a couple of extra clips for them as well. No way was he going to be caught with his pants down like this.