Too Much (Open)

[Bailey Oleander]

The tension drained from her body when David advised he would not leave her with any specific orders or needs to contact Cabal, instead gifting her one of the things she was going to talk to Leon about. It saved legwork and an awkward conversation, at the very least. She would have free reign, and any success or failure would be on her own shoulders. Her own actions.

He was letting her go free.

"Thank you, Commander. Truly." Her lips lifted in a small smile, though it faded again as she addressed the implications of what she said. "I will do my best. Hopefully, it won't come to that."

[David B.]

He nodded.

"I hope so too."

He'd shut the door as he left, standing outside the room as he stared down at the hall floor a little. He hoped he was doing the right thing here- Blake was a loose cannon, and he was ready to kill the boy if it came to it. It was his last resort, as he told her but...he just hoped that she didn't end up dying for her drive to make him more than he thought he was.

He'd keep his hands in the pockets of his jacket, and start off to the next room to visit more of his men, to see to their care, and try to raise spirits. They'd need it, before the funerals later that afternoon, honoring the fallen.

/David Exit

[Rhona Hall]

Rhona was beginning to wake groggy and she groaned. Her back was sore and stitched up as she looked around and heard so much noise she rubbed her eyes and began to look around getting up from her bed it all came back to her that something happened.

She was in a quarantine room when she got back they took blood and ran tests studied her wounds when Rhona heard bombs go off she of course sprang into action but it didn't take them long to give her some tranquilizer of sorts and she didn't even make it to the door. Now that she was in a bed she'd assume they were done and all was well.

But looking better off than most people she almost tripped over as they crowded the halls. She heard a familiar voice and quickly pulled back the curtain she'd meet eyes with Bailey and who ever else was in the room well except the ones who wouldn't be awake.

Her voice was surprisingly garbled when she tried to speak. Clearing that with a quick caugh she'd try again "Yo... What did I miss?"

[Bailey Oleander]

Holy crap Rhona looked a mess. Looking up at the sound of someone entering the space, Bailey smiled reflexively at the sight of her friend, the expression warmer than what she had for the Commander. Her brows knit in worry as she motioned to the bed.

"Hi, Rhona. Feel free to sit." She watched the young woman carefully, noting how she would walk and how out of sorts she seemed. "Apparently, we missed a battle." Her eyes flickered over the blonde's body. She had had gashes in her back and cutting up her back when she'd last seen them, and Leon mentioned something about a possible qi infection. Now she wondered if that had been real, too.

"Are you okay?"

[Rhona Hall]

She nodded and looked about. "Yeah I am fine. I suppose. Since picking you up they've hade me here for gods know how long could be days but all I've been getting is pain pills and tests done. Then I hheard an explosion... They didn't let me go." she shrugged and grinned. "Can't help it I guess I if something goes wrong I've got to stick my nose in it. I can't stop myself." she chuckled looking at Bailey sheepishly. "Glad you are okay though."

[Bailey Oleander]

She gave her friend a small smile at the description, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. It was definitely Rhona's way, though Bailey had ot admit she'd have been there, too, if she could. As it was, she had a brief description and her imagination to go off of.

"Yeah. Apparently, there was a battle at the gates. It sounds like we lost quite a few." Again the smile faded, a brief glimpse of sunshine hiding behind the clouds once more. She sighed and closed her eyes, waiting for the painkillers to kick in. After a second, she opened them back up and looked at the other blonde with a more serious expression.

"Listen, Rhona, there's something you need to know. A couple of things, actually, and one of them you're not going to like."

[Rhona Hall]

Rhona might have asked what came after Eric took care of the refugees but she dodded for bailey to have the floor. Possibly giving her the answers anyway

[Bailey Oleander]

"The first is that I am leaving Cabal." It was the easier of the two to start with. "Or I guess, I've permission to go on leave, depending on how you look at it. But the point is, I won't be here once I'm cleared to leave the infirmary, and I don't know if or when I'll be back.

"The second is a little more complicated." She'd look over at Kane, then back to Rhona. "It's about the refugees." This time, she bit the inside of her cheek as a bitter taste filled her mouth and throat. "They...they didn't make it."

[Rhona Hall]

Rhona narrowed here eyes. But knowing a few details of the mission she put the pieces together. It didn't sit well in her stomach to know they all brought those people to their deaths. Faces of men women and children all... exterminated. Knowing Leon gave those orders and Eric carried them out. Was it truly the way of war? Her jaw tightened and muscles rippled in her cheeks as she stared off thinking about it.

"What will you do going out there on your own?"

[Bailey Oleander]

Thank goodness she didn't need to go into details. She didn't want to keep rehashing the events, speaking her mind on the matter. Part of her wanted to forget, but the greater part of Bailey refused. That would be rude to Kirin, Sil, and all the others. They deserved to be remembered, excited and smiling, learning that they were free, beinb able to see the sky. Trusting her to be their guide. Not the death that awaited them and the stillness of that camp when she reached it.

"A few things, most likely. For one, I made a promise to Blake, and I mean to keep it. I could do it from here, but that's a lot of paperwork. It would be better if I go in person instead of delegating it to others."

[Rhona Hall]

Blake was someone she worried about. Whatever he is doing she wondered if it would put him in way over his head. But seems Bailey, who knew him better than the rest of us, was alright with it so Rhona would be too.

Through the muscle bound blonde would be tempted to go with Bailey. She probably cant look at her captain in the same light for what he did. Even the thought that crossed her mind of if she was infected that they just might go ahead and off her in her sleep. Shoving her own problems aside she'd focus on Bailey again.

"After what just happened... Will you be okay putting this on your shoulders. It sounds heavy?" a slight analogy mixed in her words but her thoughts came through or so she hoped.

[Bailey Oleander]

That was what drew her to Rhona originally: the girl was sweet and warm like sunshine, but capable of fire, too. Thankfully, she was giving her the warmth of their friendship, which she needed. After her conversation with David, she needed that feeling of trust back instead of the wavering doubt.

"Thanks, but I'll be fine. I know him well enough to have an idea what to expect" She nodded and tilted her head back against the pillow, her thoughts starting to cloud together as she looked back at the fighter. "Besides, would you really abandon your partner to come help me with mine?"

[Rhona Hall]

She rubbed the back of her neck and did a side ways face. "Knowing John, if I told him, he'd already be packed and telling me to hurry up slow poke." she chuckled. "But I also think he is the kind to understand if i feel that I must help my friend. But if you have it then I wont stand in your way and trust that you got this."

She reached over and gave a quick squeeze to Bailey's arm with a playful grin. Her hands warmer than normal to the touch. "Oi You're almost as big as me." she teased as she let go of Bailey and flexed her own arm. Chuckling the whole time. It was a joke for sure but Rhona thought it would lift some spirit in Bailey.

[Bailey Oleander]

It would be nice to have company, especially a friendly face, but Bailey shook her head more firmly, her smile warming. She could fee the warm touch from Rhona's hand, could hear the offer in her tone as she laid out how it would be possible for more than just one person to go. But she didn't know how Blake would react to them - or her, really. But she had faith in what he had done in teh past for her and how they had been together. She needed to trust in that, and see for herself what was happening. Besides, who knew how long she would be gone?

"Thanks, Rhona, really. But this is something I need to do on my own. I believe I have a better chance this way, and have been given the okay to do so. I wasn't going to stick around much longer, even before we lost the people we rescued. I don't know if or when I'll be back, but if I do, I'll look you up."

"I don't know, you're larger than life sometimes," she added with a light tease.

[Rhona Hall]

She gave Bailey a firm thumbs up and a weak smile.

"Good on ya then." she began to rub fingers through the knots in her hair. Still feeling tired and groggy. "Suppose I'll be going to lye back down and see if I can sleep on what is left of what they shot me yesterday"