Sarah had gratefully taken Cecilias' handou helping "hand". Shit Mr. Bubbles was trashed. Trashed beyond redemption actually and she knew it. Some powerful cognitive dissonance on her part however was what allowed her not to bust an ovary. She would have quite happily completely ignored her orders and ran to back up Richard in Cradle, however she felt quite woozy and drained of energy. Which was strange for her, very strange. Somewhat out of character for Sarah, Cecilias' orders hadn't been responded to with a sarcastic, angry or crude gesture or speech. But a simple disquieting,"[b][i]Yes mam[/i][/b]" before she stumbled backwards. Her CO having already moved back to continue giving orders and coverfire. Sarah fell back to the wall and slid down slowly. Sarah's tactical awareness was somewhat off she would admit, well, it was always near absent, though this, having completely missed the fact that there was actually quite a large piece of Mr. B deep into her side, real deep. Had to take the Darwin award hands down. She shivered some before her hand felt warm as she brought it to her side. Looking down to see a piece of the console had indeed lodged itself into her. "[i]Ah...[/i]" She said softly to herself as she tried to centre her thoughts. [i]What was the tactical situation right now?[/i] In typical Osbanian style of thought it brought her to the conclusion to say nothing. The objective had not been reached. Sarah thought to herself then commed Ms. Abdeldaker."[b]Miss Marlene, I think...that Miss Cecilia could use some Sniper cover.. Can you reposition yourself? I really wouldn't mind it either right now. Kind of...feeling naked[/b]"

The adrenaline of fighting had started to wane. My god the pain was amazing. Probably more so than anything she had felt before, even the experiments that destroyed her eyes and ears. She didn't know how long had passed between then and suddenly hearing the the deafening silence following the battles end."[b]Panthers do you copy![/b], [i]For Osbania! For The Chairman! FOR THE MOTHERLAND![/i]", her plants buzzed in her ears and she closed her eyes. Hearing Cecilia respond she knew a somewhat tentative all clear was sounded. She looked down and saw that their was a pretty impressive pool gathering around her. "[i]Sorr..y Miss, Richard..I don't think...that was the case...[/i]", she gave a soft wince between gasps for air. Every breath was like being stabbed. "[i]I..think...an I tol..d you..so Is in or..d...[/i]", sarah let out a cry. For all it seemed Sarah was actually quite the soft person. It didn't really take much to overwhelm her body, Like a crystal it would crack in the perfect circumstances.