Fight For Freedom

Flash_Guardian sits within the eastern wing of the dojo, where the lady Saria has been offered temporary residence until they can sort matters out. And indeed Flash has many questions since the last encounter with the ring ... partly due to the mysteries of such and partly due to another task which was disctracting him at the time. For now, he simply paces up and down the hall outside the dwelling rooms slowly, trying to see some solution.

Flash_Guardian is still thinking of using some form of antimagic or other nullification field to remove the ring, but after all that he's seen this ring perform he has come to realize that it is a much more cunning opponent than he first gave credit to, seeming to have countermeasures for literally any kind of intrusion or tampering. Without having either the owner or the ring's maker to speak with, his thoughts are much more difficult.

Veromem began to appear near Flash as the gold rings of energy moved up and down slowly at first, but then moved faster and faster until he was there, leaning againist a nearby wall as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, taking a drag of it before he looked at Flash with an eyebrow raised "So, what's up?"

Rha'Zhakhar hides in the shadows and darkness by the rocks near the beach, ponder whether or not it would interact with others this time or simply wait out for a while and do like before, stealing Siara from them without a trace

Flash_Guardian frowns helplessly as the man from before appears beside him in the halls of the eastern wing, not seeming to care much about his method of appearance. He pauses in his pacing, though, to look at the man squarely. "Entirely too much to tell you all at once, and far more that you would perhaps care to know," he answers, sounding rather pained as he resumes his pacing. As he walks past the spot where Veromem rests against the wall, he waves his hand past the man's ciggarette with palm open, a sudden chill wind springing forth from the motion as the lit end of the ciggarette promptly smolders and dies out. "No smoking within the dojo, please," he mumbles as he moves once again to the far end of the hall.

Veromem snarls to himself as he walks outside of the dojo, relighting the cigarette since he knew how to make one do that, a little peeved at Flash but he'd remember that rule next time. At least he was getting nagged at for smoking at all, which pissed him off for to no end. He figures Flash didn't want to explain what was wrong with the girl anyways, so he wasn't going to pry into it period

Princess~Siara awakens in the eastern wing of the dojo. She wonders if her horrible time deep in the earths core was merely a terrible nightmare, but as she moves her hand, it aches terribly and she realises that it must have happened and that she was close to being enslaved to the beast forever.

Flash_Guardian watches as Veromem leaves the dojo in a huff ... but rules are rules, and there's nothing to be done about it. He is more than welcome to smoke outside if such is his wish, but the dojo must maintain a certain sense of purity and health at all times with its atmosphere and its occupants. He turns back, pacing again past the door behind which the young woman Siara slept. This time, he cannot help but stop, stare at the door for a moment ... then slowly make his way over, turning the knob and pushing the door open just a crack to peer inside. Once seeing Siara awake after what had happened to her earlier, he smiles to her, stepping inside and leaving the door open. "Finally awake, eh? Sleep well?"

Princess~Siara turns her head toward the doorway and see's Flash peering insdie. She smiles to him, but stays seated on the floor where she is. "Fine thankyou", She lied. She was finding it difficult to distinguish between her dreams and reality, but didn't want to bother him with anything further. He had already done so much for her, trying to find a way to free her, and offering her a place to stay.

Veromem finishes off the cigarette, spitting it out onto the ground before he grinds it with his boot extra hard to take out some frustration before he walked back into the dojo, striding briskly towards the room where Siara and Flash were before he knocked on the doorway quite loudly "Yo, i'm here. She doing any better?"

Flash_Guardian walks over to the young woman sitting there, kneeling next to her and inspecting her for wounds. At the sounds of knocking on the open door, he looks back to see the gentleman without his cigarrette, grinning to him. "I'm just checking now, actually." He resumes his inspection of the young woman to make sure that she is alright ... physically, at least.

Princess~Siara allows him to check her for injuries, even though she didn't think she had any, other than her hand. She felt comforted as he looked her over, as if sitting in a doctors office, knowing that you're in good hands. she smiles to Veromem as he enteres

Flash_Guardian looks Siara over and thankfully she appears to be okay, demonstrating a bit of difficulty moving her wrist yet otherwise fine. At last, Flash sits himself down in cross-legged fashion beside the woman, sighing lightly with his hands resting in his lap. For the moment, he stares at the woman, wishing that he had something to say, perhaps that he had found a solution or some words of encouragement ... yet nothing comes. Embarrassed, he looks down at his hands in his lap uncertainly.

Veromem smiles softly at Siara, to try and reassure her in this entire mess before he looks at Flash, patting him on the shoulder softly "We're gonna win dude, and I know we will win. No slimey scumbag is gonna keep her as some piece of property while I can do anything about it, and as long as i've got smokes, i'm good to go"

[Rha'Zhakhar ] [[sorry for being rather afk... got a friend over and helping with some legal documentation and replies.... if you need for me to join in just ask]]

Princess~Siara feels his eyes upon her, as he sits down. As she turns to look at him, he looks away. It was obvious he had no good new for her. "It's ok" she says politely, "don't feel like you have to say anything, I know what is happening to me...and....I " she pauses and looks down at her hand "It's too late".

Flash_Guardian smiles back at Veromem as he offers his encouragement, though how on earth ciggarrettes will help the woman's condition is slightly beyond him. Instead, he turns back to Siara and adamantly shakes his head, looking to that same hand which has the ring. "What do you mean, Siara? It's never too late. For anything. Besides, I have in no way yet exhausted the resources at my disposal." Flash seems rather determined, even though he still doesn't see a way.

Princess~Siara looks up to Veromem as he speaks so positively, but just gives him a smile in thanks for his positive attitude, even though she knows it won't help

Princess~Siara smiles to him "ok" is all she can bear to say but is content knowing that they're trying to help

Flash_Guardian reaches out for Siara's hand to place it in his own. "Siara," he asks lightly, "anything you can tell me about this ring, your master, or how you became enslaved in the first place could be helpful. What can you tell me?" He looks at her inquisitively, waiting to hear whatever she may tell him.

Veromem leans againist a wall as he crosses his arms, pulling out a piece of gum and slipping it into his mouth to chew on it softly as he listens to the girl, knowing nothing was ever too late to do, considering death itself could be circumvented by other means, so what was one simple ring compared to bringing back the soul of someone from the realm of the dead

Princess~Siara rests her hand in his as she tries to think of anything she can tell him. "ok...let me start from the beginning. I was wandering around in this weird place filled with little else but giant cages, there was no one around and then out of nowhere...he was just there....he forced the ring onto my finger....Oh and he also has the same ring...." She turns her head to look at flash as she remembers that small detail "....Ahhh....he had some kind of power, to punish me by doing something to my legs, it was like...all of a sudden i had this unbearable pain in my calves, i could barely stand it....ahhh..." She pauses to think of anything else that might help...

Flash_Guardian considers the woman's words with care, posing some other questions. "This other man you speak of ... what does he look like? What can you tell me of him?"

Veromem smirks as he blows a bubble with the gum, letting it snap back to him before he collects it back up and cracks his knuckles "Oh goody, looks like someone else's hand gets cut off. I hope it's big and it bleeds alot to make it worth my time"

Princess~Siara "no....sorry Veromem...." she looks to him with a slight smirk "....it was him....the beast, it has only been him."

Flash_Guardian humphs. "I just hope the hand is both merciful and reasonable," he says to Veromem plainly before looking back to Siara. "What do you mean by 'beast,' exactly? You have seen him, haven't you?"

Princess~Siara "oh yes....he is......he's..." She stops herself, her breath escaping her lungs, tears forming in her eyes. "....he's tall and sort of humanlike, but with long tentacle things, and there's alot of gooey liquid everywhere.....but..." She pulled her hand away from him, her eyes dropping to the floor. "....you cannot harm him.....not that you can't but......I can't let you..." A tear runs down her face "....he is my survival...I cannot live, if he dies....he is my food, my water...my protector...my survival". She stands from the floor, not looking either one of them in the eye, and walk to the window nearby, clutching at her arms, staring into nothingness.

Veromem growls softly as he clenches his hands into fists and resists the urge to punch a hole in the wall "Fine, I won't kill him, but i'll make sure I would him pretty damn well. No good slimey son of a b****!"

Flash_Guardian turns now, showing much the same anger as Veromem though he controls it much more. He mutters angrily to nobody in particular whilst glaring away to the side, fists also clenching. "And how has he accomplished that feat, might I ask?" Flash lets out a discontented breath, shaking his head. "This is starting to sound less and less like slavery, and more like some kind of bond. It's beyond slavery."

Princess~Siara remains at the window, listening to them speak, but showing no signs that she heard them at all

Veromem sighs softly as he looks at Flash, hearing of this trickery before, but not how to stop it "It's easy actually, if you take some part of the victim and intertwine it with the same part of the other. That way, if the controller dies somehow, and no matter how, the controlled goes with them, and both die. It's a sick way for men to make sure slaves don't get taken away from them, and the only way to break it is to break the connection, but I don't know how to do that. Rumors have it that a creature of hell who walks these lands knows how to stop this trickery with the mere wave of his hand, but he's so hard to find now, that I doubt we can find him in such a short time"

Flash_Guardian , at length, rises slowly from where he sits, that same look of determination burning ever fiercely in his eyes as he stands, turning to Siara. "I didn't want to go this far ... but I think this may be necessary." He taps a certain small object which is clipped to his vest, speaking into it clearly. "This is Boy Scout calling Triad ... come in, Triad." There is a moment's silence before a slightly tinny, crackly reply is heard, the voice of some sort of youth. ~ This is Triad. What is it, Flash? Err ... boy scout? ~ Flash grins slightly, shaking his head before speaking again. "A certain affliction has gone beyond my ability to aid. There is a young woman here who I believe could use your help." Flash bites his lip, looking back to Siara with hope in his eyes.

Princess~Siara stares blankly out the window, but is lost in her own thoughts now. She feels a yearning for him, perhaps she needed him to feed, but she couldn't fight it.....her need for him was getting stronger

Veromem raises a brow as he hears Flash talk to something called Triad, wondering what the heck that meant, but if it was going to help them stop this whole mess, than more power to him. His idea of solving it was a well placed shotgun slug to someone's body, though he could not decide which kind he wanted to use

Flash_Guardian watches the other two, waiting for some kind of a reply. His hands rest clenched at his sides, biting his lip nervously, eyes never resting in one place for long. At last comes the response. ~ We're on our way. ~ Flash visibly relaxes, a smile crossing his face as he makes his way to Siara's side, ignoring any of their confusion for the moment as he rests a hand on her shoulder comfortingly. "If anyone would be able to help, it would be Triad and his crew. Of course if they can't find a solution, then I suppose there's always the hell-creature Veromem mentioned?" Flash gives the other man a half-grin. The pair honestly did want to help, each in their own way. Perhaps somewhere between the two things would work out.

Rha'Zhakhar remains outside in the darkness, waiting and watching from afar, soon things would be done and the surface worlders would be fighting a battle already lost for them, while the ring was ultimately flawed in its defensiveness the end result would make nothing sort of raping Siara's mind and erasing half her thoughts to make her whole again and that then meant removing the good as well as the bad, making the way it was achieved perhaps more sadistically cruel to her

Veromem smirked as he looked at Flash, nodding his head softly before he stood up straight, cracking his back along with his knuckles once again before he motioned outside with his head "Shall we? I don't want to summon my weapons in the dojo and break the rules once again. I'd prefer to be allowed to come into these walls when I wish"

Flash_Guardian stares out the window ... and after a moment, the trees outside can be seen swaying gently in a wind that perhaps wasn't nearly so strong moments before, being battered down by some gale from above. In fact, as the force of the wind increases, a subtle whirring of powerful machines can be heard overhead through the roof. Flash smiles with hope, squeezing her shoulder just a little. "Alright, this is it," Flash says, looking back over to Veromem and nodding in approval. "Come take a little walk with us, alright?" Flash offers her a hand for her to take, smiling pleasantly.

Princess~Siara turns her head as flash rests his hand on her shoulder. flashing him a smile, knowing that things were ultimately hopeless, she could just sense it, and what started to worry her was that, she almost felt like it would be ok, that perhaps she wouldn't mind being with the tentacled beast for the rest of her life. As he speaks to her again, she takes his hand, not saying a word.

Veromem nods as he swiftly walks outside of the dojo, the golden rings of energy beginning to form something in front of him, at about 20 feet, his steps getting him to it as it appears fully. He slips off the coat for a moment to attach a shoulder harness to each side, pulling out custom Silver .50 Desert Eagles, but on the handle, on each side was a cross that matched the ones on his coat. Black edge with a red interior, the red that of human blood to be exact. He loaded them each with a fresh clip before he puts them into the holsters, putting spare clips into the left pockets of his coat before he pulls it back on. The other two weapons were shotguns, and to be precise, one was a 12 gague standard with plastic pump, totally black. The other was an experimental 8 gague that had even more power, and it was black, with random green here and there. He loaded up on shells onto his body as well before the guns were slung over his body "Allright! Lets do this Flash, and not a second lost in our victory!"

Flash_Guardian nods to Siara, keeping a firm yet gentle grip on her hand as he escorts her outside to accompany Veromem. And once they reach the outside, they find themselves underneath an immense shadow, that same mechanical whirring noise heard just overhead. Indeed, should any of them look up, they may see something rather awesome and awe inspiring. A massive sort of ship hangs suspended in the air just above the dojo, its shape spanning the 500 foot diameter clearing, its light blue metallic surface shining smoothly in the sun. Flash shades his eyes with his free hand, grinning and looking up at the airship. "Maybe I can't help you," he says peering up to the shining craft. "But they can."

Flash_Guardian nods to Siara, keeping a firm yet gentle grip on her hand as he escorts her outside to accompany Veromem. And once they reach the outside, they find themselves underneath an immense shadow, that same mechanical whirring noise heard just overhead. Indeed, should any of them look up, they may see something rather awesome and awe inspiring. A massive sort of ship hangs suspended in the air just above the dojo, its shape spanning the 500 foot diameter clearing, its light blue metallic surface shining smoothly in the sun. Flash shades his eyes with his free hand, grinning and looking up at the airship. "Maybe I can't help you," he says peering up to the shining craft. "But they can."