Darion grumbled a bit when Sorv answered no to his question.  That wasn’t all that great of a thing with an injury.  At least it wasn’t life threatening yet.  But he had no chance to stop it from bleeding, not with everything going on.<span style="color: green">“Shit…this is one hell of a Cluster fuck…”</span>he grumbles before growling at pair when he kneels around the corner to squeeze off a few shots of his own before going back behind cover.  He ducked just in time to hear the rounds from the batarians impact on the other side of his cover.  The pain in his gut made him wish he had a more advanced armor.  Like one of the ones that automatically applied medigel to minor wounds.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“Ha… no shit.”</span>Darion curse, agreeing with Sorv as this rescue was becoming far from being one.  And with their suppressing fire, he couldn’t even look around the corner to see what was going on thanks to the rounds clashing against his cover.  But he could definitely hear the commotion.  The Guns firing followed by explosions of grenades.  This was going horribly.<span style="color: green">“We need to think of a way to get the advantage here.  I have some flashbangs and frags... but not many at all…”</span><br/><br/><br/>***<br/><br/><span style="color: sienna">“Yeah, bad luck.  Why do you think I argue against being on ground so much.”</span>Kala shot back as she huddles behind cover, a pistol beside her and her omnitool open.  She never received the message from Milenya, not that she wasn’t thinking the same thing.  But the bastard had used a master key, and no matter how much she tried, she could not get her omnitool to connect.  The damn key had completely locked the door out.  Of course when the shotgun was fired so close, Kala couldn’t help but cringe a bit in reaction to it going off so close.<br/><br/>That was followed by a quick explosion.<span style="color: sienna">“Shit! This is why I hate leaving ships!”</span>she cursed.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>As soon as the fire lessened on his Position, Darion again poked himself around the corner.  While Sorv took one, Darion focused on another.  Unloading a full thermal clip into another one.  His shields flashed brightly with the heavy rounds, half a dozen killing them before he was focusing solely on the Batarian itself.  The heavy rounds impacting on the armor, cracking it heavily before one lucky shot hit the facemask as the batarian turned to face Darion and Sorv.  The heavy round scrambled the bastards head after shattering the mask.<br/><br/>Another down and Darion dove back into cover.  He needed to reload.  It was as he was pulling a new clip out of his belt that the airlock doors began to open.<span style="color: green">“Oh… Fuck!”</span>He cursed in pain as, like Sorve, he moved into an even less advantageous position.  But still into cover.  Where he could finish reloading.<span style="color: green">“Things just keep going from bad to worse… Sorv, fire into the hole, twice soon.”</span>Darion growled as he pulled a flashbang from its carrier and tossed it at the new arrivals.  He couldn’t stand to look with their effective fire, but he remembered how far it was to the cover they would likely used… and was just praying he was throwing far enough.  Three seconds after the flashbang was out, Darion loosed one of the frags to try taking as many as possible out.  He was hoping they had started advancing.<br/><br/>This was a hail mary from him… The last thing he wanted to do was retreat out the back entrance and leave everyone else there.  That was something he couldn’t do.  Not with MAKOs and gunships outside and he wasn’t certain he could use anything to his advantage.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>Immediately as soon as the alarms on her omnitool started going off Kala began to match Shira’s curses from early, just with human versions.  And she hadn’t been able to get to the door.  Not wirelessly.  The atmosphere flooding the room visibly is enough to almost make her panic.  Especially with no way she could think of to get out.  She actually started to panic a bit when the atmosphere started to invade her lungs.  It burnt so much as she began to cough.<br/><br/>At least until Shira grabbed her and shoved the mask over her face.  It forced her to look right back at the Quarion.  She did as she was told before the Mask was pulled away so Ashana could get some air.  Holding her breath made her calm a bit.  While Shira was helping Ashana, Kala clanked out to the main rooms and to the doors the boss man had retreated through.  She may not be able to open it from here… but… maybe.  When Shira came back and the mask was over her face, Kala held it so she could speak.<span style="color: sienna">“I think I can open those doors if I can physically get to the console… we and the other slaves need out… but only if I can get to the console itself.”</span>She said before letting go and letting shira have the mask back.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>