"Copy that Paige."  Warren had said to the womans first call back, the one about the injured men left on B-deck.  There was another Sergeant standing beside, looking to his officer for orders on what to do about the men who'd been left stranded.  Seeing this hopeful look Warren gave a sigh then simply said.  "We ain't going to save them Sergeant.  Same as we won't save Paige and her people if they don't make it or get in trouble.  We hold this line, slowly expand and secure it.  And we hope that others are doing the same.  And that those lines eventually meet.  Everyone else...We just hope the best."  Sending Paige had been a risk, one that if it didn't work out would likely involve someone breathing down his damn neck.  Or maybe nothing at all.  The people charged with investigating this entire cluster fuck will have a lot more than one LT's platoon to investigate.  Little did Warren know that the Sergeant he sent would be one of the most investigated persons in this entire affair, as would his decission to send her.<br/><br/>"I sir."  The Sergeant said morosely.  It was then that Warren talked to that little prick Church again and agreed to let him kept O'Graugh.<br/><br/>"Take a SAW team like the little shit asked.  Let him go ahead to the ship though.  Stay with the SAW team and have a runner on hand to come back here if you need back up should they fail."  Warren then began another tour of the secured lines and came back in the infirmery in a wide loop.  It was while at the end of that loop that Warren saw Tanaka taking a moment to herself.  He didn't bark any orders or even give the sense he thought she should be doing something.  Were they not in a combat zone he would, but in places like this Warren liked when his soldiers took appropiate moments to themselves.  Whatever kept there head in the game really.  He came to stand beside her, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and lighter, offering one to her with an ironic grin saying ya he knew they were bad.  Whether she took one or not, he'd light his and take a deep puff of the thing.<br/><br/>"I'm hoping the surgery well and that you aren't just cutting corner soldiers."  He said smiling, eventually learning from her that surgery was successful.  Well, now was time to bust her back down to reality.<br/><br/>"I need you to go around and some how mark which patients are stable enough to be moved to escape pods.  Should we be given the order to abandon ship.  Only mark people you feel can handle the trip to pods and the trip within them.  Do it quickly, do it quietly Tanaka.  And don't worry about those left behind.  One of these puppies self destructing is as close to a completely painless death as you can get."  He gave the young woman’s shoulder and squeeze then walked away.  He would eventually check to make sure she'd followed through on the order, but he had a clear feeling she would.  Just like he had a clear feeling that things were not going well else where on the ship and that the order to abandon ship would be coming quite soon.  And he wanted his people prepared for when it did.<br/><br/><div align="center">***</div><br/>“That’s the spirit Irish!”  Church gave the comm tech a smack on the shoulder and went ahead of the group, leading down the corridor and everyone else falling line.  They organized themselves to their various duties and abilities.  So with that in mind Irish was kept in the middle of the group, the mot secure position.  It wasn’t long till they came to the very thing that Church had requested Irish for.  A door seal by the bridge that not even the manual over ride could fix.  Such measures were put in place so that people didn’t go and try saving their friends in last ditch effort and putting the rest of the section at risk from a breach or some such thing.<br/><br/>“I know it’ll take you a while, but work on it.  And don’t actually open it until we are ready to bust in.”  There was no window on this door but Church was sure there were orcs behind this thing.  Call it a gut feeling but he didn’t want to rush in without being read.  Why this door wasn’t burned through acid was a question on his mind but he figured the orcs had taken another route, this door being ignored for what they thought a more direct route to where ever they were going.<br/><br/>Either way he wanted to go threw here because it gave them a direct line to their fall back point where a vicious SAW would be waiting for any orcs looking to chase them down.  The rest of the hallway was secured, Church amoung those on the perimeter while Daniso took a lean to stance against the wall as Irish went to work.<br/><br/>“You need any help let me know.”  She said while looking around. It was rather quiet, and though faint sounds of combat could be heard echoing, nothing was even remotely close.  This squad was rather alone at the moment.