Darion nodded when Sorv confirmed his plan before he himself moved back down out of sight of the compound.<span style="color: Green">“Good.  Ok, I am going to move around out of sight of the guard.  When you see a good opening, I will move up to the corner of the building, out of sight.  Cover me until I am in position.  Then follow.  Then we wait for the infiltration team.”</span>As Darion spoke, he moved around to the shortest point between the corner of the building out of sight of the door guard.  Then he waited just out of sight.<br/><br/>As soon as Sorv gave him the word, Darion sprang up and immediately moved at a dead sprint.  As fast as his body could in the armor.  Praying they were lucky enough that no one on the roofs looked in his direction to see him.  As soon as he was within hearing distance of the guard Darion slowed, to ensure that he wasn’t heard.  Finally he reached the side of the building and put his back around it, his combat knife in his grip.  He was in position, and after glancing around the corner to make sure the guard was still unaware.<span style="color: Green">“In Position.”</span>Then came the waiting.<br/><br/>…………………………<br/><br/>Kala really didn’t know what to do as she stayed towards the back.  She was not a combat person, no real skills in a fight, and the only way to get out of this would be a fight.  Unless these slavers had absolutely no skill and she could get ahold of something heavy and bash them in the head.  That wouldn’t be really possible though with the bindings and the others paying attention to the room.  Why the hell had she let herself be talked into this horrid plan.  At least with them focusing on the two prize women, the average human was left alone enough that she could calm herself down a bit, and letting her think a bit.<br/><br/>The Sigh of relief that came after the slaver released her bonds, then turned away to continue to ignore her.  It was such a good thing that she was not valuable.  Though when the batarian had first approached, Kala had moved to press her back into the wall.  Trying to get away from him and unable to even look him in the eyes.  At least she didn’t have to fake the fear.  But as soon as the bindings fell free he looked up and watched him walk back to the other two and continuing his work while rubbing her writs.<br/><br/>It would have been stupid if she hadn’t continued to watch, and study everything the slavers did.  Especially as the one brought out the drugs and the injector.  She memorized which one he picked up before Injecting Ashana and her reaction.  Even with her fear though she couldn’t help but think she should have acted before the slaver bent the Asari woman over the table and started… and how she wasn’t fighting.  Was that part of her plan?  Or was it not?  Kala couldn’t miss the helpless look in Shira’s eyes that forced the panic to start rising again.  Wasn’t shira one of the tough ones in this group?<br/><br/>Kala didn’t move for the next minute as the argument ensued, and then stopped as the slaver continued and actually began to rape Ashana… though the asari still didn’t seem like she was fighting. Kala could never understand that, that she wasn’t fighting.  She herself would, even drugged, probably still be kicking and screaming… and definitely biting.<br/><br/>She was watching close enough that she couldn’t miss the fact that they all seemed to forget about her.  Again, thankfully she wasn’t valuable, or all that attractive.  Her eyes fell on the Batarian, and both his weapons.  In her mind, a short debate went on for just a moment.  Should she wait, and trust Ashana had a plan?  Or act at this perfect window?  That look from Shira earlier though made up her mind, especially the Batarian in such a perfect position.<br/><br/>By the time she noticed the other Slavers on the other side of the window, it was too late to stop what she was doing.  Her hands were already reaching out for the pistol after coming up behind the Batarian.  So she didn’t stop.  Grabbing the Carnifax from his hip, Kala pulled back before swinging.  Without hesitation, The girl unfolded the pistol before taking a full swing to pistol-whip the fucker with full strength.<br/><br/><span style="color: Sienna">“Shira!  Catch!”</span>Kala called, tossing the pistol.  Probably not the best call… but after seeing the guards outside, all she could think was she needed to turn the lights off fast… before one turned and looked their way.  If the lights were off, they wouldn’t see anything!  If those two saw Kala’s stupid move, then they were actually fucked.  She had to get the lights off, and she remembered where the controls had been.  Kala began to run for them, trusting shira to be able to fight.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>