[h1][center]Raa[/center][/h1]
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Raa stood there in horror, her mind numb in panic. She had just come farther up the corner after hearing the fighting die down and someone coming up the hallway, her figure huddled with the other civilians in their growing anxiety. It had been thick enough to suffocate them all. At first she was relieved to be away from there but now, she wished she had stayed. Her eyes wide open and stared in fear at the behemoth now barreling down her while her heart seemed to have stopped in her chest. The Krogan was coated in his own orange blood, his suit riddling with bulletholes and made him look like swiss cheese, as he wheezed toward her to escape. 

Run...Run damn it! She cursed at her legs that refused to move, believing stillness would allow her to hide. Her mind was getting numb by the edging fear rippling in her figure and spread, burning her insides into a cold sensation.  

Her arm was pushed against the wall and struggling to keep herself upright, her sickness only a few minutes in. The immuno-booster had helped to delay, but only just. Before hand, her skin had gained a slight fever. In another hour she would be hot and sweating, effects of her immune system adapting to the evironment, while she laid up in bed. Through it might now matter now, she realized closing her eyes and expecting to feel the Krogan’s arm backhand her into the wall. 

It never happened. Instead he howled a new when a blue streak clipped him and caused the alien to stumbled. A moment passed before Raa realized it was Voira who had intercepted, her body covered in enough violet blood that she should’ve been passed out. Already her hand was reaching for her shotgun then unloaded several rounds into the Krogan’s body, spraying more orange blood across the hallway’s floor. A Turian, Tacticus, came rushing up behind the down Krogan and joined the already win fray by pounding the dead corpse until he was covered in orange. 

Raa hadn’t noticed. Her eyes were fixed on Voira with fear and worry, her feet stirring at last, then brought herself close to the collapsed Asari. She dropped hard on her knees as her trembling hands reached for the crumbled form. 

“No...please...no...NO!” Her soft pleads nearly went into hysterical screams while she pulled Voira over, her ears unable to hear the frantic demands from RK about her own wellbeing. At this point, she didn’t care if tending to Voira would’ve made her worse as long as the Asari lived.

[center][h1]RK[/h1][/center]
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"Raa? RAA? Answer me, DAMN it! Are you hit? What happened?" Raa continued repeating her questions, over and over, her voice irritated and worried through the comm. She was unable to download herself back into the Quarian's omnitool as she was out of range. That meant the AI couldn't get a reading on the situation and by Raa's reaction, it was seriously bad. The program sparked in frustration at her helplessness then attempted to contact Voira. The same thing happened causing another angry spark in her system. Organics were such idiots at times she thought bitterly while she contacted both Avatar and Solares. 

"Something's happened. I can't get a read on it, but neither Raa or Voira are answering my comms. This means one of two things: They are out of range or..." RK didn't finish her observation but it clear of the last option, one she didn't want to consider. "Check on them, I'll get the ship ready for loading so we can patch our wounded on board then get the hell out of here. If the Asari so much as tried to get herself killed, she will wish she had succeeded!"