Devaine_Hawk apears in the work shop right behind Flash , it seems he 's getting better at all this . Holding the semi autoshotgun in his right hand and the gym bag over his left shoulder , a small digital camera hangs on a strap around his neck.

[Flash_Guardian] ((For Glyniss)) Seeing this room is like stepping back in time, into a great and elaborate workshop. Tables are decorated orderly with tools of all kinds: hammers, saws, screwdrivers, wrenches, pliers, and other assorted gadgetry. Longer tools hang from hooks on the walls: ladders, brooms, shears, crowbars of varying lengths, axes, mauls, and more. Wooden shelves with numerous bins rest against the walls in places. A far corner of the room seems entirely devoted to storing all types of materials, from raw lumber to unrefined metallic ore, black coal to soft clay. In addition, there seems to be all the necessary workstations to work with and process these materials: a forge for the metal, a potter's wheel for the clay, sawhorses and stands for the wood, etc. In short, anything you would need to make anything by hand is here, ready and waiting.

[Flash_Guardian] For those of a more magical or psionic bent, you sense something odd about this room ... possibly some sort of slight resistance to arcane or mental forces.

Devaine_Hawk lays in the central computer room , in one of the chairs . He’s hooked himself into a harness , and lies with eyes wide open ,blue white flashes racing as his mind interfaces with the computer , unresponsive .

[Flash_Guardian whispers to Devaine_Hawk] Devaine floats amidst the world of colorfully lit lines surrounded by darkness, his activities once again reflected on the monitor above his head. The power levels seem to have dropped only marginally since last time, and the levels of activity have returned to their prior dormant state.

Devaine_Hawk searches the control information for a way to open the floor hatch he’d learnt about before , following it’s program back to the mechanism it self and activating it if he can through the computer system.

[Devaine_Hawk whispers to Flash_Guardian] I see whoever attacked the ship and it'sbuilders trying to finish the job when they find it , witch cant be good for our hereos . As far as other stuff , theres always time travel ,cosmic battle between good and evil and one or the other trying to manipulate the party to thier ends what ever they mignt be .....they might even meet future or past versions of thier selve as corny as that sounds , or get whisked of to when ever to face waht ever , not a lo of details but that's where I 'd take it

[Flash_Guardian whispers to Devaine_Hawk] Devaine follows a complicated series of lines, winding his way through the system architecture until he at last reaches the circuitry for the room. A quick prompt, and he once again gains access to the control panel connected to all things electronic in the room ... and floor panel is most certainly one of the options. "Control panel accessed. Internal power levels at .031 Prompt: "

Devaine_Hawk prompt : open floor hatch in main computerroom , :prompt disable security measures attached to hatch and or ajoining room/s

[Flash_Guardian whispers to Flash_Guardian] "Accessing floor hatch controls ... opening floor ha- error! Incorrect user, access denied."

Glyniss_McMasters limps slowly through the door and suddenly appears in the workroom a quick glance around telling her where she is ..kinda....a puzzled look over her features...as she limps away to turn and look back at the sir split as had steped out of

Flash_Guardian pops into existence just beside Glyniss shortly afterward. The mental door through which they came is not visible from the workshop, but there is a different door on the far side of the room, a massive metal bank vault style door with a unique sort of keyhole on its front. This door is currently standing open, revealing the short passage beyond it which leads into the next room. "Okay, the hard part's over now," Flash informs Glyniss happily. "Devaine is probably waiting for us in the next room."

[Flash_Guardian whispers to Devaine_Hawk] "Prompt: "

Glyniss_McMasters nods slowly peering along the corridor she can see....nose wrinkling a little...sniffing the air...wondering how they come to be breathing so far into the complex

[Flash_Guardian] Beyond the metallic vault door is another passage, very much like the first, but shorter ... only 15 feet long. The walls, floor and ceiling all appear to be plated, with visible seams, as well as the occasional duct, vent, or conduit. Thick cables seem to writhe along the ceiling overhead, disappearing into the walls again some distance along. The walls are dressed at shoulder level with a long string of various tiny runes, symbols, pictographs, and characters, each of which is sketched in fine detail by a skilled hand. Some of the characters you recognize, most you don't, and what you do recognize is rather meaningless. The metallic hallway seems to come to an end at another sort of door, this one with a visible push-lever on its middle.

[Devaine_Hawk] Devaine_Hawk prompt : open floor hatch in main computerroom , :prompt disable security measures attached to hatch and or ajoining room/s

[Flash_Guardian whispers to Devaine_Hawk] "Accessing floor hatch controls ... opening floor ha- error! Incorrect user, access denied. This command is reserved for a different user. Please contact user 'Flash' for assistance. Prompt: "

Devaine_Hawk prompt: activate illumination sources for all of compound/ship

Flash_Guardian simply follows behind Glyniss patiently.

[Flash_Guardian whispers to Devaine_Hawk] "Cannot globally affect systems from local access port. Local lighting is currently active. Would you like to adjust local lighting parameters? Prompt: "

Glyniss_McMasters limps along...leg swinging out and down....a hand reaching up as fingertips lightly trace of the line of symbols etched into the wall...not just gliding over their form and shape but their depth...how much each are spaced from the other etc...all these things could be useful...

Devaine_Hawk wonders how the Hell Flash is in the computers memory as a user if he’s never been here before ,Prompt yes increase illumination to optimum output and reaches up to pull the Harness of his head and sits up in the chair . “Flash , the computer says you have to open the floor hatch , “ he calls down the hall way , not knowing Flash had left the compound , let alone returned with Glyniss.

Flash_Guardian nods at Glyniss's actions. "Devaine was getting some weird visions when he touched those earlier," he tells her. "Other than that, we haven't been able to gather much from them."

[Flash_Guardian whispers to Devaine_Hawk] "Accessing illumination controls ... operation complete. Prompt: "

Devaine_Hawk closes his normal eyes and opens his third minds eye , feeling for any of the presences he’d noted before as he waits for Flash to return , wondering if maybe powering up the system would effect them or their behavior

Glyniss_McMasters just nods to Flash though looks quickly down the corridor when hearing Dev's echoing voice...glancing over her shoulder at Flash..." Yer lef' hi' dow' her'.....alon'???" not bothering to wait for an answer as she quickens her pace....cursing under her breathe

Flash_Guardian makes a strange, surprised face at Devaine. "Me?!" he exclaims, pointing to himself. "But ... why me?" As Glyniss moves into the room at the end of the corridor, he calls after her. "We got a little paranoid, alright? We thought we needed some help, and I didn't think it would take that long." He sighs, following after. "But now you know why I was in a hurry."

[Flash_Guardian] This room is very strange indeed, as its walls seem to be lined from tiled floor to metallic ceiling with nothing but frames and frames of glass rimmed in metal in a repetitive sort of square pattern. A low sort of droning humm can be heard coming from all around. Upon the glass, images are shown clearly of you and your companions standing in this room and looking around, showing ghostly duplicates of the group. As each of you move about the room, so too do your reflections move about in the glass, and in exactly the same manner. Those with more futuristic experience recognize these glass oddities as TV monitors that are currently showing images of the group. In the center of the room, a massive pillar of wires, cables, and assorted electronic boxes is surrounded by six comfortable chairs, each of which has a small metal arm coming out of the headrest, the end of the arm bent at an angle and ending in a metallic loop that looks like it just might fit around a person's head.

[Flash_Guardian] Above each of the six chairs, six monitors are connected to the tangle of wires near the ceiling. These do not show any images, currently dark and dormant.

Devaine_Hawk places the harness beside the chair , and reaches for his shotgun , looking up in surprise to see Glyniss enter the room , “oh hey there , come here often , ?”he laughs as he rubs his temples , the blue white flashes still visible in his eyes .

[Flash_Guardian] Note: the lighting in this room is set to an optimal level currently.

Devaine_Hawk turns to Flash as he enters “yeah , it said user Flash was required to access the floor hatch , but you told us you’d never been in here before”

Glyniss_McMasters folds her arms as she looks from each of them to around the room....studying the chairs...just sideglancing to Dev....." probabl' com' alon' ter do on' of hi' meditatio'..." mutter mutter mutterr

Flash_Guardian looks around the room once more as he enters, his gaze at long last coming to rest on Devaine, looking rather shocked. "I haven't! You're the only person I can think of that's even accessed the computer system here." His mind races to find some kind of explanation.

Devaine_Hawk winces as the sparks flash in his eyes brighter ,” maybe you haven’t yet…..”

Devaine_Hawk thinks over what he’d found in the computers memory so far ..”but this is a ship from 273 years in the future , so maybe you will….”

Flash_Guardian looks up at Devaine's suggestion, his eyes going wide and his mouth making a little 'o' of surprise. "That could be ..." he says slowly, nodding. "I mean, it's not beyond the realm of possibility ... just kinda weird." He gives the assembly of computer parts in the center of the room an odd appraising look.

Flash_Guardian blinks, looking back to Devaine, eyes wide once more. "It's a ship?"

Glyniss_McMasters leans lightly against one of the walls....just watching and listening to the two males.....machines wasnt her style forward or backward in time...

Devaine_Hawk shrugs his shoulders “the computer does not know that it’s in it’s own past…so it’s programs still recognize you or maybe your great grand son as a user…so it’ll think your you still or him…or whatever …and yes it’s a ship”

Flash_Guardian just shakes his head, still trying to make sense of this new information. "Ummm ... maybe I'd better just plug in and see for myself, eh?" He eyes one of the chairs curiously.

Devaine_Hawk shakes his head again ,”but when I designated my own mind as a file to download it’s memory ….there’s no way I’m around that long from now…. How the hell did it recognize the name Devaine ?”

Glyniss_McMasters rises a brow..." Ifna it' fro' ter futur' mayb' wha' we're doin' is alread' know'......in ter furture" ..quietly spoken

Flash_Guardian just shakes his head. Even for a servant of the god of time, these sorts of temporal loops gave him a headache. "That's it, I'm going in." He quickly throws himself into a chair and reaches up to pull the metal loop down around his head.

Devaine_Hawk nods to Glyniss , and raises an eyebrow at Flash “see what I mean about paradoxes , it knows I’ll be here now , but there’s no way the computer could have me listed as a user until I actually logged in to it for the first time, that’s just now… not then ….. So how am I in it’s memory as a current user in the future where it remembers me being , hell it just keeps going in a spiral ,. I was not there to use it then …so how does it know me now , but it does because I was ?”

Devaine_Hawk keeps one eye on the monitor over Flash’s head , the other where he knows the hatch to be just incase there’s any surprises on the other side.

Flash_Guardian places the metal loop snugly over his head, leaning back and closing his eyes in concentration. Shortly after, the monitor above Flash's chair lights up, showing an image of Flash floating amidst a strange sort of scenery ... the backdrop is completely black in all directions. The only landmarks are a variety of brightly colored lines that sweep over the dark backdrop in every direction, unerringly straight. On occassion, small pulses of light seem to travel along the lines very quickly. The image of Flash seems to gaze around in wonder for a time. His lips move, and his voice is heard crackling over a set of speakers. "Wow."

Glyniss_McMasters shifts a little from leg to leg....eyes scanning the room occassionaly checking on Flesh though not doing much else

Devaine_Hawk tries to figure out a couple of things in his mind , “the ship explains he girl, with the cyber gear, but what about you old man , how or when do you come here to work on this place ,the past ? “he thinks as the flashes cross his eyes .

Flash_Guardian begins to manuever about, following a particular yellow line at high speed until he arrives at a series of lines that closely resembles an outline of this room in shape and contents. Words begin to scroll across the screen. "Unidentified user access detected. Scanning ... error! Scanners disabled. Activating security systems ... error! Security systems disabled. Prompt: "

Devaine_Hawk looks around and starts to snap pictures of every thing . “smile .” he tells Glyniss , and Flash

Flash_Guardian gazes at the assembly of lines curiously for a moment ... then words of his own begin to scroll across the screen. "Open hatch."

Glyniss_McMasters blinks....half blinded by the flash....the only warning given being his smile.......up til then she had just drifted

[Flash_Guardian] More words across the screen: "Opening hatch ... warning! Command intercepted by unknown program!" All at once, the real Flash sitting in his chair suddenly groans and strains forward, as if hammered in the stomach. A look of extreme pain crosses Flash's face as the computer continues: "Activating security systems ... error! Security systems disabled."

Devaine_Hawk approaches the hatch as it opens , weapon ready in one hand , letting go of the camera ,”do you know where this leads to?” he asks Flash

[Flash_Guardian] All the monitors in the room suddenly begin to flicker and waver, some of them showing only static. The lights in the room dim suddenly. The image on the monitor over Flash begins to distort and warp, until eventuall all that is shown is Flash being swallowed up by a circular vortex of lines. A maniacal sort of cackling laughter is suddenly heard over the speakers. "Wah ha ha ha ... HA HA HA!!!"

[Flash_Guardian] The hatch hasn't opened yet. Flash begins to spasm slightly in his chair, teeth clenched and eyes shut tight. Something is horribly wrong ...

Devaine_Hawk spins around at the sound of the groan “oh shit it knows he’s not the same Flash and it’s trying to purge him from the system like it did me !” he yells as he starts toward Flash in the chair. He reaches up and tears off the harness “hey back out before it deletes you “

Glyniss_McMasters blinks as she pushes herself away from the wall limping over to the chair Flash is in..

Devaine_Hawk shoves the gun into her hands , “I’m going in after him , if I can distract the security programs with another virus or invader , he might be able to get free “ he shouts , slamming into a chair and reaching for a harness of his own.

[Flash_Guardian] The harness doesn't come off ... instead Devaine's hand meets a nasty, painful shock, accompanied by a buzzing sound. A new image forms on Flash's monitor ... that of a crazed old jester, nose and chin extended and pointy, face wrinkled, eyes glowing red with delight. Half of his jester's hat is orange, the other half is blue. The jester's face quickly swallows Flash, then speaks aloud over the speakers. "Welcome!"

Glyniss_McMasters one minute kinda limping and then havinga gun shoved into her....fingers curling over the gun as she holds it...." Wai'...yer can' d' tha'....yer bot' coul' en' u' in ter..." eyes darting up to the monitor and the clackling laughter...

Devaine_Hawk pulls the harness on , “if we’re not back in five minutes , start blasting panels and anything that looks even half way operational , any where you see a light or power shoot “ he yells as he jacks in .

[Flash_Guardian] The insane voice of the jester continues to speak amidst mad cackles. "And now, my dearest adversary FLASH ... now you shall know what it's like to be gone from existence! Mwa ha ha! And just to make sure none of the rest of you try to be heroes, I've arranged a little game for you too! Mwa ha ha ha!!!" The image of the jester fades ... and suddenly Flash finds himself in some sort of terribly two-dimensional video game on the monitor, fleeing from bizarre orange and blue monsters that are attacking him. Flash continues to jerk and spasm, grunting in apparent agony. And then, just before Devaine can jack in, he and Glyniss hear movement from the workshop ...

[Flash_Guardian] Mechanical noises, whirrs, clanks, and low humms, seem to be heard from the workshop as whatever machinations the Jester mentioned come to life.

Devaine_Hawk pulls one of his pistols and gets back out of his chair , “fine , then we get nasty laughing boy , in my pocket is a very small , very powerful electro magnetic pulse generator , you let Flash go , or I fry you and everything else in this damn place “

[Flash_Guardian] One of the creatures at last comes into view, an orange mechanized drone floating in the air towards Glyniss. The mechanical object is smooth and hemispherical in shape, rounded side up, with a dozen or so various mechanical 'arms' extending from the thing's flat bottom, each of which ends in a different sort of tool. A pair of black 'eyes' and a set of antennae are all that mark this machine's front. A low and subtle whir seems to come from this creature as it bobs up and down in the air in front of you, lending itself to the appearance of a sort of 'mechanical jellyfish.' "Ah ah ah!" The jester's voice is heard. "Somebody doesn't know the rules of mind/machine interfaces! You break the machine, you break Flash's mind too! Wah ha ha!!" The drone is quickly joined by another orange drone, and a blue one.

Devaine_Hawk pulls a small black box like device from his pocket to prove his point , “look familiar , it should I built it using the parts from your garage “

[Flash_Guardian] The voice adds. "And besides, I'm not really in the computer ... this is just a little VIRUS I cooked up and installed ... just for my dear Flashy-poo!"

Devaine_Hawk shrugs and empties a clip at the nearest drone , “shucks guess I’ll just have to use the c -4 in my gym bag after I get rid of these guys then “

Glyniss_McMasters looks down at the weapon in her hands as she licks her bottom lip.....as she begins to hum softly at first...the low hum gradually gaining in strength...even while doing this the weapon comes up aimed at the general direction of the bobbing object as she squeezes the trigger

[Flash_Guardian] An orange field of energy springs into being in front of the lead orange drone, the impact of several slugs knocking it back slightly. After a few shots, the energy field shatters, the remaining bullets finding home in the drone's mechanical body. Sparks fly from it, and it slowly drifts harmlessly to the ground. Another shot rings out from Glyniss's weapon, striking the blue one beyond. A more powerful field of blue force springs up, but the force knocks it clear back into the workshop. The remaining orange on manages to float just into the computer room in this time. And more are coming into view in the workshop ... two more blues, and two more oranges.

[Flash_Guardian] As Glyniss's hum changes pitch and intensity, eventually the monitors start to go haywire, her voice generating some sort of interference. The image of the video game that Flash is fighting in on the monitor is undisturbed ... but the monsters seem to be moving a bit slower now, giving Flash more time to evade their attacks. The real Flash doesn't seem quite as strained now, but looks to be in discomfort none-the-less. The voice is heard no more.

Devaine_Hawk taps the knowledge he’s down loaded and looks around the room for a manual over ride to the security system in the room , there should be a fail safe in case the drones ever ran amok or where took overbuy an outside force like now .

Glyniss_McMasters continues to fire not quite sure what else to do with the gun...having no idea what type of gun it was even...as yet.....her mouth opening as that hum has gained in strength...reaching by now a high fever pitch....shattering any glass etc in the place....filling the room with its resounding echos....limping over to the just inside the door now....trying hard not for the pitch to hit the notes of bursting eardrums etc of a human..

[Flash_Guardian whispers to Devaine_Hawk] All Devaine sees is rows upon rows of staticky or flickering monitors. Even the floor and ceiling are bare, which leaves only ... the chairs in the center of the room and assembled electronics. Devaine finds no mention of a failsafe, but does find something ... 'Gremlin Central Processing Unit.' From what Dev can tell, that unit is currently non-functional.

Devaine_Hawk winces and puts his hands to his ears as he makes his way to the panel he’ noticed and lays one hand over it ,, to see if his psychic powers can tell him what the hell it does “ don’t worry about me keep it up , “ he calls to Glyniss

[Flash_Guardian] Blam! Another shot from Glyniss's gun, and the orange one in the computer room takes it straight to the shields, flying back in the wall on the opposite room with a crunch, then falling lifelessly to the ground. The remaining drones begin to make a formation, the three blues in front in a sort of V, the two remaining oranges at the tips of that V, using the blues for cover. Glyniss's crescendo easily shatters all the monitors in the room, one by one. Sparks fly forth from the shattered walls ... eventually even the 6 monitors above the chair get broken, making it impossible to see Flash's progress in the fight for his life. Her voice also seems to be affecting the drones, as they are moving a bit slower. Blam, Blam! Two more bullets bounce off the blues energy shields, which appear to be a bit more resilient. The orange drones retaliate with some sort of thin red energy beams, directed at the floor where Glyniss stands and moving slowly up and to either side, attempting to cut an X across her legs.

[Flash_Guardian] The V shaped formation of drones is still in the workshop, on the other side of the corridor.

Devaine_Hawk fires over his shoulder , the magnums had more punch and knock back /down power, they might make it pas the shields or knock the lasers of target where the scatter shot from the shotgun can’t “ fall back , I’ve got an idea “ he yells

[Devaine_Hawk] ((just to clear this up she has the pistol grip semi auo shot gun , with 8 slugs , he has both of his desert eagles , 16 shots a piece , wadd cutter rounds in his , scatter shot in hers )

[Flash_Guardian] Devaine's two shots certainly do knock the leading blues back ... knocks them back into the rear orange drones who are currently using their red-hot cutting beams, knocking the beams off trajectory. The beams slice up the walls and floor of the corridor, as well as parts of the room beyond, moving away from Glyniss but coming dangerously close to slicing through one of the cables at the room's center ... and Flash's head.

Glyniss_McMasters stumbles back....the strain of the last few days more so yesterday telling on her action....her aim really was to keep the damn drones back there.........another limping steps hurridly backwards...unsure now how much ammo left in the weapon she held she sprayed fired hoping to get the droids..mouth fully open now as the hum passed from that recognising sound to more like a wailings of a banshee...

[Flash_Guardian] Flash's eyes suddenly open ... he surges forward in his seat again, panting and looking severely panicked, his hands gripping the armrests of the chair tightly. Every muscle in his body seems to tense up all at once.

Devaine_Hawk reaches in his gym bag , pulling out two objects , one appears to be a block of clay , or play dough ,gray in color , and the other is the shape of an ink pen with a bright red button on top , . He tosses the brick shaped charge down the hall way toward the drones and the work shop “duck and cover !!” he yells.

[Flash_Guardian] The drones disengage their beams and return to their original formation ... one of the drones seems to be playing the martyr, taking as many of Glyniss's shots as it can while the rest propel it ahead. Eventually the blue's shield shatters and it takes a solid hit to its front, crumpling the metal inward and knocking it to the floor. At that moment, the remaining four drones scatter in four different directions, the blues at high and low, the oranges at left and right sides of the corridor, almost inside the computer room now.

Devaine_Hawk motions the other two toward the floor hatch , it’s open right ?

[Flash_Guardian] ((No, the floor hatch never got opened. Sorry.))

[Flash_Guardian] ((Well .... never mind. It's partly open.))

Glyniss_McMasters blinks....not understanding for a short few seconds....a hand darting out as she drags Flash down...her own body going over his.....the wailing coming to an abrupt stop

Devaine_Hawk races forward , dodging lasers as he reaches the door he slams it shut “get behind something , and cover your ears , “ he tell them if they can’t get through the hatch , and pushes the detonator , before dropping it , and diving behind one of the large panels in the room with his own ears gripped tight. Seconds later a explosion should be heard , followed by the sound of the hall way collapsing on top of the droids if this all works out like he thinks it will

Flash_Guardian begins to convulse and twitch, his eyes rolling back upward into his head as his fingers seem to wiggle and squirm erratically, his legs flicking outward. Glyniss's hand pulls his upper body down, the harness moving with him to stay firmly attached to his head, but he is still seated in the chair. A high-pitched electronic whine sounds, just as the cutting beams start to eat their way through the closed door, and then BA-THOOOOM!!!! The whole structure around them shakes, and the door bulges inward dangerously, but does not burst. A few seconds later, the shaking stops, and the lights in the room die out completely. All that is heard for a time is the sound of rubble clattering across metal floor, accompanied by a few assorted sparks.

Devaine_Hawk crawls off from under the rubble , holding his side, where laser had glanced his trench , and blood flows over his hands , he start to crawl toward the others before collapsing and lying still again.

Glyniss_McMasters as soon as the sound dies down...she looks up not that she could see much in the darkness....her hand still on Flash...feeling over him quickly shaking her head coughing from the debrie...a leg.....hand prgressing upwards as she pushes herself up...wheezing head turning to where she could still hear the rubble moving....and then silence....tilting her head to one side she waits to hear for anyone breathing..

[Flash_Guardian] Eventually, one or two lights from the ceiling flicker back on, lighting the room only dimly. Flash is still seated in the chair with the harness around his limply hanging head, his face not clearly visible at that angle.

Devaine_Hawk coughs , and blood trickles down his chin , he’d been to close to the door , and the concussion of the blast caught him before he found cover . He pushes him self up weakly and looks around ,” every one in one piece , ?” he ask still covering the bleeding wound from laser with one hand .

Glyniss_McMasters nods to Dev....at least he was alive.....her attention more on Flash....lifting his head up and turning it to her ....fingers probing around the leads to his head...feeling how best to remove them...

[Flash_Guardian] There is no response from Flash. As Glyniss lifts his head, she notices he offers no signs of resistance. His eyes stare straight ahead, not focussing on anything. His mouth hangs limply open, a flat, emotionless expression on his face.

[Glyniss_McMasters] " Aw grea'....."her voice rising " Dev.....we gott' ge' Flas' ou' quic' he' ain' in no goo' shap'...." her fingers tugging at the wires connecting him to the head gear....

[Flash_Guardian] The metal harness slides off of Flash's head easily, retracting back into place and holding there. Flash still sits there, motionless ... though Glyniss can see that he is breathing.

Glyniss_McMasters leans his head back a little pushing the helmet out of the way......reaching down as she undoes the strap around his waist....least it sounded like he had one there.....that done....she stroke a finger over his cheek lightly as she looks into his eyes....intently concerned

Flash_Guardian 's head slowly ... slowly, slowly ... orients itself on Glyniss's face, his eyes fixing on her, though his bland expression does not change.

Devaine_Hawk pulls him self across the floor to where they are , “yeah , he was still jacked in , but I didn’t destroy the computer , just knocked it off line for a few seconds when the power went , he might just need a minute “

Glyniss_McMasters smiles slightly " Howd' partne'....." the finger still contining to wipe the grim from his face" Yer gav' u' a frigh' ter yer kno'.....wha' I tel' yer abou' thi' sort' stuf'?"

Devaine_Hawk looks into Flash’s eyes , as he searches for an aura or impressions of a psyche , blue white flashes cross his own “ Flash if you can hear me just follow my voice back to your self “

[Flash_Guardian] Out of nowhere, a reddish beam of light surges through the door, beginning to cut a slow and steady circle through the door with a hissing noise.

[Flash_Guardian whispers to Devaine_Hawk] Looking into Flash's mind is like looking into an empty warehouse ... everything is just 'gone.' Only the most basic instincts are there, the essential background processes that keep him breathing and his heart beating ... but there's no signs of a personality or any form of higher intelligence.

Devaine_Hawk looks to the door , “you’ve got to be kidding me , we need to get down that hatch in the floor before they break in here , “ he says as he tries to stand and maneuver one arm around Flash’s waist to support him.

Glyniss_McMasters takes a limping step back to let Dev get closer to Flash her hand dropping to her side head turning following Dev's look....frowning.." Hells bells sure' ain' stil' acomin'..." an ar' going around Flash helping Dev with him....heaving him out the chair

Devaine_Hawk starts to drag himself and Flash across the floor to the hatch , looking around fro something to pry it open wider “ladies first , your small enough to fit , if worst comes to worst I can shove him in behind you , and hold them off as long as I can to give you a chance to get away “

[Flash_Guardian] Getting Flash out of the chair is a bit involved, but the beam flickers slightly as it cuts, slowing the cutting progress. Shortly after they get Flash out and move him to the hatch, the round cut is finished. A large circular hunk of door, four feet across, falls back and into the hallway. After the dust clears, you can see one of the drones hovering precariously in midair, still sparking ... but it's a simple light green in color now, not the vibrant orange or blue that they saw before. It just hovers there for a moment before it slowly turns the opposite direction humming irregularly, sparking and floating away.

Glyniss_McMasters glares at Dev..." Jus' don' yer star'.....ge' dow' ter dam' hol' fer I shov' yer......eeer...i' ain' after

[Flash_Guardian whispers to Devaine_Hawk] Something familiar brushes against Dev's mind, a familiar presence. Carried along the contact is but a simple empathetic response ... guilt and apology.

[Glyniss_McMasters] .."u'"

Devaine_Hawk shakes his head , “you first , we aint got time to argue , and your not big enough to shove me anywhere , “ he coughs again and more blood trickles between his lip , so he does what he always does when it’s looking bad , laughs and lights a smoke , reaching for the pistols and reloading them.

[Flash_Guardian] The corridor outside grows silent once more.

Devaine_Hawk laughs again , “its alright , old man , I might be seeing too soon , and we can both blame Flash and his damn mojo shit or his boy scout attitude for what happened to us both”

Glyniss_McMasters is soo damn mad with Dev she's likely to give him a soc to the jaw...even if it breaks her fingers....glaring at him...limping closer..." Wil' yer loo' a' yersel' ....sid' yer mor' abl' ter handl' Flas' te' me....an' I ain' leavin' yer behin'..."

[Devaine_Hawk] he glares at her and points to the hole , “go.”

[Flash_Guardian] By the way, as they try to drag Flash around, they find he is actually quite easily led ... apparently walking is not beyond him, as long as someone is there to lead him.

Glyniss_McMasters shakes her head...." Yer sta'......we al' sta'...."

[Flash_Guardian] There is a restless, disturbed feeling in the air once again ... much like a young child disturbed in its slumber by a nightmare or a loud thunderstorm.

Devaine_Hawk shakes his head , “got more C-4 in the bag , I’ll set it to bring this room dowm over the hole , and be right behind you but we have to get far enough away , that we don’t get crushed , and they can’t follow , now go “

Devaine_Hawk looks around , feeling the atmosphere change “ now , something is in here with us and none of us are in any shape to handle it “

[Flash_Guardian] The hatch is rather narrow, opening into a vertical crawl space with a ladder leading down a short ten foot drop into darkness.

Glyniss_McMasters looks up glancing around having felt it the minute it had first manifested itself....glancing down at Dev...lips set tight.....she turns limping over towards the other direction the burned out round hole...leg swinging wide before slamming to the ground...climbing over or going around the debrie

Devaine_Hawk quickly sits the charges and follows her in , grabbing the shotgun if she left it behind

[Flash_Guardian] ((Okay. I'll simplify. During the explosion, a metal bar was knocked loose from the wall which can be used to pry the hatch the rest of the way open with little difficulty. Devaine can easily climb down the ladder after that. And, umm ... can we assume Dev doesn't set those C4 charges and blow up the room? If that happens, then there's no way you're getting out.))

[Glyniss_McMasters] (( yep yep sure.....just say he never set the fuse right...or it fuzzed out for somereason

[Flash_Guardian] Peering through the hallway, Glyniss sees a large pile of wreckage piled up on the floor on the other side. At the far end of the corridor, the lone drone floats lopsidedly in the air, emitting the occasional spark. It's dimly lit eyes watch Glyniss closely, and slowly it backs away from her. As Glyniss looks through the rubble, she finds no trace of the orange or blue drones in the wreckage ... rather they are all the same light green.

Flash_Guardian stands by the floor hatch, unmoving.

Flash_Guardian is helped down the ladder into the room beyond to wait with Devaine, who by now has probably cracked open a first aid kit of some kind and is patching himself up.

Glyniss_McMasters nods madly ziiiip ic.....Giving Dev just a few seconds to deal with his wounds she'd urge him on....hand holding Flash's to lead them both out....limping and clicking

[Flash_Guardian] Flash and Devaine both follow after Glyniss. Devaine would quickly explain that there are these funky yellow runes that take you back to the last room if you touch them. There's one in the workshop, the astral place, and the room with the scales. From there you can simply walk out. The drone just stays clear of Glyniss, hovering rather pathetically and giving the trio wide berth. Sure enough, there is a circular spiral shaped rune on the far wall, glowing a faint yellow in color. The workshop is almost as messed up as the corridor, having taken a goodly dose of the explosion's backlash. Tools and ruined furniture are scattered about by the corridor's entrance.

Glyniss_McMasters stops in the workshop....looking about for either rolls of wire.....or rope.....any about?))

Glyniss_McMasters limps over to some rolled up rope...picking it up and tieing at one end a slip knot as they use on lassos.....weighing it in her hand she suddenly turns......and throws in an tempt to lasso the droid....tugging it as the knot tightens around the object if successful

[Glyniss_McMasters] "Com' o' littl' bo' ain' gonn' hur' yer non'..."

[Flash_Guardian] THe drone tries to evade her throw at the last second, but it is badly beaten and doesn't quite have enough agility. It gets firmly lassoed, the rope tight around its upper circular form. A few more sparks fly out of its dented exterior as one of its tool arms slowly comes to life ... a spinning sawlike cutting tool of some kind which begins to whirr and spin in a high-pitched fashion. It slowly raises the saw in an attempt to cut itself loose ... hearing her words, though, it stops, the blade quickly coming to a halt, and just seems to ... stare at her.

[Flash_Guardian]

Glyniss_McMasters grins....pulling the rope to her....." Com' o' yer don' wan' ter be lef' her' al' on' yer lonesom' do yer no'?" eyes glancing to the saw keeping it in view as she pulls it closer.....

Glyniss_McMasters nods to Dev....." Tak' Flas' throug' ter doo'....I' follo' wit' ou' littl' frien' her'"

[Flash_Guardian] The drone emits a series of melodical beeps and tones at Glyniss, but does not resist. The saw tool drops back to its resting position, and the drone seems to turn and look at Devaine. Devaine's eyes flash with those famous blue sparks, and he puts a hand to his head. Shortly after, Devaine would mention that the drone doesn't seem to want to go.

Glyniss_McMasters wrinkles her nose..." I' h' jus' seein' w' leav' ter plac' the'....?" still pulling to her even if she doesnt take it with them she isnt going to leave it with a rope lassoed around it....." Gonna' be prett' lone' fer ter critte'"

[Flash_Guardian] The drone comes within arms reach, turning in air and sparking again dangerously, eventually facing the wreckage in the hallway. One of its arms comes into motion, projecting light from its tip and shining it on a couple of the other drones laying dormant among the rubble. The drone lets out a low sort of 'wooo' noise ... almost a whimper.

Glyniss_McMasters flicks her wrist the ripple going along the rope...lossening around the steel droid....giving it the choice to stay or come with them..." Tel yer wha' it' yer choic' yer com' or sta' yer sta' I promis' I com' bac' in a whil' an' se' ho' yer doin'..."

[Flash_Guardian] The mechanical creature turns back to regard Glyniss with its dimly lit glassy eyes, jittering in the air once more, then emits a series of affirmative beeps.

[Flash_Guardian] Devaine speaks up one more time, relaying a message to Glyniss ... something along the lines of 'The old man says take good care of her while she's away.'

Glyniss_McMasters nods curling the rope up in her hand as she turns grabbing hold of Flash's...." Yer go' m' wor' o' i' critte'.......I be bac'" glancing to Dev..." Yer gonna jus' stan' ter growin' goo' or ar' we gettin' outta her'?"

Glyniss_McMasters looks at Dev puzled....not understanding...wondering what old man....and what damn girl....limping closer to the yellow rune holding tightly to Flash not wanting to lose hold of him for any reason

[Flash_Guardian] The drone bleeps up at Glyniss in approval, sparking and sputtering twice more.

[Flash_Guardian] (repost) The drone hovers over to the rune on the wall slowly. Upon reaching it, another of its tool-arms extends slowly, an amber gem-tipped sort of rod. It points the rod at the rune, and slowly the rune shifts form from that of a spiral to one that's more like a ... a futuristic vehicle of some sort. The drone bleeps up at Glyniss in approval, sparking and sputtering twice more.

Glyniss_McMasters steps up to the rune.....holding tightly to Flash......glancing over to Dev....as she places her hand onto it

[Flash_Guardian] Glyniss feels the sensation of being pulled into the rune ... the world rushes past her in a blur of color ... and suddenly she finds herself back amidst the garage/hangar room, the first room of the ship, with Flash right beside her still holdling her hand. Devaine shortly follows ... as does the small drone. Immediately the drone hovers over to one of the shelves, looking through the contents of the boxes it holds, searching for something.

Glyniss_McMasters blinks....opening her eyes..having closed them quickly after feeling herself pulled in....glnacing around quickly blinking at the droid with them having thought it'd stay behind......watching it a few seconds....before limping over as she tries helping the critter

[Glyniss_McMasters] "Jus' wha' ar' w' lookin' fer her' ?"

[Flash_Guardian] Eventually the drone seems to find the correct crate, high atop a shelf. It beeps once cheerily, and another of its arms slowly extends forward, emitting a pale grey sort of rippling effect that surrounds the crate. As the drone lifts the arm, the ripple effect pulls the crate from its resting place on the shelf. Slowly it backs away, carrying the crate with it, suspended in the beam, and drops back down to Glyniss, holding the crate suspended in front of her and beeping at her in question.

[Flash_Guardian] The crate seems to contain gadgets of all sorts ... spare parts for some kind of futuristic machine, perhaps.

Glyniss_McMasters rises a brow peering inside.....machnery isnt her thing...looking back up with a smile..." Yer nee' the' ter hel' yer critte'....?" glancing over to the place they had steped out of.....

[Flash_Guardian] The drone beeps affirmatively. It jitters and sparks a couple times, the grey rippling beam seeming to falter for a moment, just long enough to send the crate and its contents the remaining distance to the floor. A long buzzing sound of frustration sounds from the drone as it reorients the beam, trying to pick up the crate again.

[Flash_Guardian] There is no trace of where Glyniss and the others 'stepped out of' ... just empty space.

Glyniss_McMasters reaches down picking up the crate if she can.....looking about " Wher' yer wan' it ter g' critte'..." limping to where she thinks they first appeared in this room

[Flash_Guardian] The drone doesn't follow Glyniss, instead emitting a series of clicks and beeps of protest. Turning once more, it extends its light arm, the beam of light pointing to the exit leading back outside.

[Glyniss_McMasters] " Yer wan' u' ter go?" shrugging her shoulders she puts the crate down.......and still guiding Flash limps towards the exit......reaching out for D

[Flash_Guardian] The drone lets out another buzz of frustration, emitting a few more sparks than usual as it floats back over to the crate, attempting to pick it up once more with its levitation arm.

Glyniss_McMasters blinks....rubbing her chin...." Yer wan' u' ter tak' it wit' us...." turning she gives Flash's hand to Dev..." Yer tak' hi' ou'...I com' soo'" pushing them out the exit as soon as she's sure Dev has Flash's hand.....turning once they are gone she limps back...." I' tha' wha' yer wan'?"

[Flash_Guardian] The drone eventually grabs the crate again with its beam, lifting it up and offering it to Glyniss once more, bleeping an affirmative.

Glyniss_McMasters nods taking hold of the crate...." He' He' stead' ter critte' yer ain' tha' stron' ye'..." grinning....as her arms wrap around it limping pretty awkwardly back to the exit....turning looking at the droid as if confirming what she's doing wrinkling her nose as she remembers she's lost her stetson in the blast room....oooh well....nodding to the Droid..." I b' bac' .....soo' yer hea'" before turning and stepping out

[Flash_Guardian] The drone follows only a few feet behind Glyniss, exiting with her.

[Flash_Guardian] The crate is a bit cumbersome ... most of the parts in it seem to be made of metal, therefore it's rather heavy.