Murusa is escorted into the bowels of Iacon, specifically the security complex. "Ironhide?" she inquires. Ironhide glances upward from a report that he is reading. He straightens his posture and gestures politely. " Ironhide glances upward from a report that he is reading. He straightens his posture and gestures politely. "Welcome to Iacon. I'm guessin' you're here to discuss business, considerin' the report you forwarded to me a while ago. So what brings yuh here today?" Murusa smiles, "May Primus make sure that happens, Ironhide. I suppose I should let you get back to your reports."