Rolling her eyes with exasperation as Birdseed yet again ran straight into an enemy facility without back-up or cover Condor wondered for a moment whether she should go after her 'friend' to provide support in case any guards were still around at all. [color=7ea7d8][i]Fuck her,[/i][/color] Condor finally thought, [color=7ea7d8][i]if the stupid bitch is so eager to get herself killed it's not my problem.[/i][/color]

[quote=@SimplyJohn][color=f7941d]"She's ready to be moved as soon as you can give me a hand."[/color][/quote]
Quickly shouldering her P90 Condor moved over to Owl'd legs and hoisted her up with both arms as Patch wrapped his arm around the girl's waist while cradling her head at the same time. Owl's breathing seemed very shallow, and her face was ashen and grey. In Condor's experience the girl would already have been written off as a casualty, but the resident field medic seemed to believe things were still hopeful.

Shuffling over towards the buggy Condor let Patch lead the way, letting him slide into the backseat before helping him work Owl in onto his lap, her damaged shoulder close so he'd be able to keep an eye on it easily. Dashing back across the parking lot Condor gathered up the medical kit and the rifle Patch had left on the ground before moving back and handing both of them to the medic. [color=7ea7d8]"Didn't you forget something?"[/color] She said wryly, before leaping up onto the back of the vehicle and pulling her own weapon down and ready.

Glancing around Condor began to wonder how they were all going to fit in the buggy for the ride home. With Owl and Patch taking up the back seat and her riding in the small space to the rear there was only the front passenger seat left, but they were still waiting on both Birdseed and Fox to join them. Banging on the roof to attract his attention Condor leaned down and called in to Patch, [color=7ea7d8]"Where'd you leave your car?"[/color]