[b]Kahleen Cuthald[/b]

Kahleen was surprised when both, she and Jamie, stood with no harm at all. A look around made clear, that many didn't have that much luck. 

In all this chaos, it was hard to concentrate. Her instinct told her to help the others, the harmed ones and the scared ones. But her logic told her to stay away from anyone but Jamie. 

Her look wandered from the first marine to the second one. Both not able to move. One dead. One knocked out. Slowly her brain woke up from it's state of shock and began to think again. [i]Armour![/i] Both marines were still wearing they're usual armour, one even wearing a helmet. More of security was probably not able to get right now. 

She grabbed Jamie's arm to get her attention.[color=bc8dbf] "Get the armour!"[/color], she said clearly pointing to the guard that fell off the walkway. Before anyone else could react, the woman jumped over bodies and took Baxter's armour. She saw Jamie from the side of her eye following her orders.

Thinking the marine man had more to offer than armour, she searched every pocket. [color=bc8dbf]Kahleen took the knife and the gasmask. She grabbed the grenades with shaking hands and the Glock 17 sidearm with the fitting munition. She left the rifle for someone who hopefully wasn't infected and could control it better than her. [/color]

In fact, she was glad she could grab that much, because others have followed her to rob the dead marine. Kahleen scooted back from the dead man and walked over to Jamie. "Are you okay?", she asked softly. The worried woman allowed herself a moment of unawareness - holding tight onto her robbery though - to look at her girlfriend softly and tender. All she wished for was that they could kiss and end this nightmare they're living in.
Kahleen wanted so bad to just hold her in her arms with no worry. Her green eyes gazed over the blondes face and lingered on her blue eyes. Those blue eyes... She just hoped she would see those eyes a million other days. [i]Stay alive, baby.[/i]