One of the clerical staff came by just as Vivian shuffle the gleaming silver handgun into the back of her belt, he shot her a queer look before telling her with great urgency that it was her turn to move her patient. "Y'gotta be quick and y'gotta be calm, they are gettin' closer to the medbay and I think they are winnin'. Just get this fucker out, and then you can get to safety." She nodded, unable to form words because of the intense fear that she felt within her, tearing at her mind as she wracked her brain at all the possible scenarios that could pop up from her leaving this little area. She could be gunned down, she could be stabbed, burned, brained, poisoned, taken prisoner, executed -- there were just so many things that could go wrong, it was beginning to make her tear up.

But she wiped away her eyes and nodded as the worker left to attend to other patients, she had to put on a strong face and help these people. It was her duty. If she were to leave him here, if she were to abandon Wolf, she might as well just sneak out and become a vagabond. She straightened her sweater and took a deep breath before securing Wolf to his gurney and pushing aside the curtain cordoning off his sleeping area. It was now or never, and she was the last one assigned to take the alternate evacuation route. It looked like she was the only one, apparently this route went right through the conflict, and everyone else was crowding the main route. 

It didn't matter, she would use the route she was assigned and she would just have to be uninterrupted in using it. The less traffic there was meant the less chance of getting held up and getting shot. With a breath and a moment of hesitation, she pushed open the door to the alternate evacuation route.

Her breath caught in her throat.

With the gurney to her side, she stood in the doorway. Face to face with a Helios operative. What looked to be a specialised Helios operative. He recognised him vaguely. The Shadow of the Demon. Something akin to the Bogeyman, as far as she was concerned. She took a step back and drew her hand back to retrieve the pistol at her belt. Its silver gleaming surface reflected the sickly green lights of the medbay into her eyes as she held it close to her chest. She could only stutter as she spoke. "St-ss-ssstay back! I-I'm warning you!"