Blank follows Devaine into the office with a confused look on from all the details of his report of the events. "Jester? That moron did exsactly what I warned him not to do. Pity for him. And you destroied the station and now you have a new robot friend with you that helped you drag brain dead Flash back here." He sighs and shakes his head. "I suppose you are fortunate that we came along. It seems we are in a bit of a snag... or so it seems. What is your take on it, dear?" He glances back to Ansrdre with a curious look on.

Devaine_Hawk pulls the Astin_MartinV12Vanquish to a stop in front of a four story office building and kills the engine . Getting out he walks to the trunk and pops it , to let the drone out , and pick up the crate of parts . He struggles with the weight of it and his gym bag , witch he has replaced the pistol grip shot gun in , and starts to the lobby door . He points the key chain at his car over his shoulder and arms it’s security system . “here we are , be it ever so humble , home sweet home “ he laughs , a weak attempt at humor in light of recent events.

Ansrdre shook her head softly. She wasn't quite sure what to think yet. "I'll reserve opinions until I have the facts straight and settled, my love." She glanced back to Blank, then his friends. More precisely, watching Flash. That vacant look... something had to be done.

[Flash_Guardian] The drone's sensors are going absolutely ballistic, its detection dish scanning in all directions, orienting on anything and everything. It sparks again, once or twice, its levitation faltering for a few brief moments, causing it to shudder in midair. After a second, it seems to recover, emitting a low pitched sort of 'wooOOooh' of awe.

Blank sighs and glances up at the building. "Nice... it's larger than my shack." He glances to Dev then back to the building. "In we go?"

Flash_Guardian still resembles some sort of zombie ... very much giving the impression that nobody's home upstairs. How does that expression go? 'The wheel is spinning, but the hamster's dead ...'

Devaine_Hawk leads the party to the elevator , and after they all board pushes buttons for the third and fourth floors . He looks over to Glyniss as they start to rise , “you have to be tired , this used to be a hotel back in the 50’s . and the top floor is my pent house seat so get some rest while we go to my office on the third and try and figure out how to help Flash and what to do next “

Blank follows quietly, glancing about. He wasn't acustom to a modern setting, though it wasn't totally outlandish to him. "... Hmm... I may already have a few ideas." He mutters as he continues to follow.

Ansrdre continued to keep an eye on Flash, though she continued to walk not far from Blank. Keeping to herself, but her senses were open. She was trying to sort through the mess in her head.

[Flash_Guardian] The drone seems fascinated by the building's exterior, and even more so by the building's interior. Upon reaching the inside of the elevator, the drone orients on the panel, staring at it intently, emitting another 'wooOOOh' noise, almost a squeal of delight. The drone's eyes flicker, and just past the second floor all of the floor buttons begin to light up one by one. ((Like you said, it's your building, Dev. Do what you want with it.))

Devaine_Hawk holds the door at the third floor for the drone and the rest , and watches the door close and carry Glyniss on up . He leads Flash and the drone down the hall way to the office door at the far end ,calling over his shoulder “ not seen the best part yet , as soon as I get the defense systems up and running we can start working on Flash and her , “ he nods to the drone . They might or might not notice he called her a her . “she seems to appreciate all the extra features all ready by the whistles and antennae wavering “ he laughs

Blank continues to follow after Dev and groans at the comment. "Jeebus... Whatever. Anyway, I'm sure Ansrdre can figure out the details with Flash's better than any of us can. I'm rather adept at the mystery of the mind... I just mess with mechanical things." He admits to as he continues.

Devaine_Hawk quickly punches an access code into a pad beside the door and opens it . He walks into a medium sized room , flipping the lights on , and points to a stack of folding chairs in a corner next to a book case . “have a seat while I turn on my extra security , and we can get started “

Blank wanders over to the stack of chairs and pulls off a few and sets them up for Ansrdre, Flash, himself, and the droid (not that it needed it). He twisted his lips at the idea of a security system... would it do them much good against a demi-deity? "Alright." He would seat himself after Ansrdre was seated.

Devaine_Hawk steps behind the old battered desk in the center of the room and sits down in the leather recliner there , pushing a button beneath the desk top , a panel slides open in the desk top to reveal a computer panel and key board . “this will just take a second “ he mutters as he begins to type

[Flash_Guardian] The drone follows Devaine down the 3rd floor hall and into his office, almost moving too fast for Flash to keep up. Flash's grip begins to slip off of the top of the drone, until eventually he loses physical contact completely, coming to an abrupt stop in the middle of the hall, standing and staring lifelessly ahead. The drone zips inside Devaine's office quickly, turning this way and that, peering at everything in the room as it has been doing.

Ansrdre took a seat, her hand on Blank's knee as she looked up to him. She stood quickly to fetch Flash who had stopped walking, due to the droid's curiousities. Maybe she could lead him? Though she wasn't sure if just by taking his arm, Flash would follow. It would be worth a try. Ansrdre took his arm gently, and tried to lead Flash to the chairs.

Devaine_Hawk types for a couple of minutes . Infra red sensors and thermal detectors activated . Nanotech weaves in floor activated , electro shock inducers armed . Veneration ducts open , gas canisters ready. Anti intruder codes on level Omega , lethal options enabled in case of intruders .

Blank smiles weakly to Ansrdre. "Thanks dear." He glowers at the droid. "Piece of junk." He mutters.

Flash_Guardian seems to follow Ansrdre naturally, with little effort on her part. He quickly follows her into the office and is guided into a chair, now staring up at the ceiling unmovingly. The drone, however, spends a good deal of time examining the security system, seeming to emit a rapid series of almost inaudible clicks as it processes all the new information. At the sight of the computer panel, it squeals delightedly as a second sort of dish pokes up out of its top, pointing at the computer panel.

Devaine_Hawk nods as he stands and walks to a small wall cooler refrigerator in the corner ,opening the door , “drinks any one ? “ he asks “let me see , we have Jack Daniels …more Jack …Heineken….more Heineken…and bottled water , afraid all I have is shot glasses to drink out o though , so what’ll it be ?”

[Flash_Guardian] The screen seems to flicker slightly at one part ... and then Dev's computer pings and a message box of some sort appears on the screen.

Blank shakes his head to Devaine. "No thanks. I try to stay away from drinking." He sweatdrops.

Devaine_Hawk turns to the droid , “ what are yoou doing young lady?“ He ask in his mind . “and what is your name , any way I feel bad calling you it or her all the time “

Ansrdre looked relieved, then smiled to Blank. "Don't be upset at them. They're like a child. Curious at everything new." She crouched a little to look at Flash, examining him. Ansrdre hadn't sat back down yet. "Water is fine, thank you." She didn't especially like alcohol, nor did she usually drink it. Especially in those forms.

[Flash_Guardian whispers to Devaine_Hawk] The message window reads: This is absolutely fascinating! Do you mind if I have a look around? After Dev's mental message, the message also reads: My name is Lydia, you can call me that if you like.

Flash_Guardian seems unresponsive at first ... but after a while, his head drops back to look at Ansrdre, his gaze actually fixing on her, though his flat expression remains unchanged.

Devaine_Hawk grabs a bottled water , whole bottle of Jack and a six pack of the beer out of the frig , and closes the door . Walking back over to the desk he passes the water across to her , and opens the new box on the computer screen , “fine more for me , let me check this out , and we can take her and Flash to the lab and start work . “

Devaine_Hawk grins “fine , Lydia it is then , and make your self at home , I think you’ll realy like the lab. Your safe here, the computer scanned the eltrocode for you and all of our D.N.A. patterns when we came in , so the security won’t react to us ,,unless I change the list “

[Blank] "Lab? Is that really nessicary? We have a professional psion right here."

[Flash_Guardian] Another ping sounds from the computer as another message box pops up for Devaine.

[Flash_Guardian whispers to Devaine_Hawk] Message Box: Thank you, though I may wish to make future use of your computing device for further communications ... I'd imagine there is much to discuss.

[Flash_Guardian] The drone retracts its secondary transmitter back into its body, turning away from the computer and continuing to look around the room curiously, poring over whatever knick-knacks and oddities that Devaine may keep in his office.

Devaine_Hawk looks to the desk as another message pops up

Blank sits there quietly.

Ansrdre continued to just look for now, a little superficial probing of the mind here and there to make a few tests. She wanted to see just exactly it would allow. The female flashed a small smile to Blank for a moment, giving a little wave to wake him up.

Blank was awake... barely. He returned the smile to the blond haired girl, though it didn't help his state of awareness. He seemed alittle out of it. "Sorry dear, work kills... almost literally." He sweatdrops.

Ansrdre continued on probing, frowning at what she found so far. "There's...nothing there?"

[Blank] "Nothing, how can that be?" He gives her a curious look.

Devaine_Hawk just nods to the drone as he walks to the wall by the book case . “ I’m sure there is , Lydia , and I look forward to answering each others questions “ he thinks . He presses a small hidden pressure plate on the wall , and a portion of it slides back to reveal a hidden larger room beyond

Ansrdre continued to frown, looking extremely worried. "Well... let me put it this way. Everything that makes him who he is, his personality, memories... that sort of thing. Is gone. All that's left his body functions. And that's the bare minimum. Nothing's locked, and there's no traces. It's like someone took everything that was him and sweeped it clean out."

[Blank] "... Dev, you said he was hooked up to a computer, right?" He looked to Ansrdre then to Dev.

Devaine_Hawk flips over head Florissant lights on in the room , and walks back out to pick up the box of parts . “I tried to make a psychic link , and let him follow me back right after he got gobbled up by the virus clown in the computer , but he didn’t respond , I hope we can fix him , or find someone who can “ he says looking at Flash.

Ansrdre frowned at this. "Virus clown computer... Do oyu have the database of it? I wonder if maybe what makes him, him...is there?"

Devaine_Hawk carries the box back into the secret room ,and motions for the others to follow , “come on in here , I want to see if we can run some tests , and maybe I can use these parts to fix up Lydia , or you might Blank”

[Flash_Guardian] The drone sputters and sparks once more, dropping suddenly, but manages to regain control in time to avoid hitting the floor completely. Watching Devaine, it lets out another squeal of delight, following Devaine into the hidden laboratory, scanning its interior with its insatiable curiosity. Flash just continues to orient on Ansrdre for as long as the mental contact is maintained.

[Blank] "I see. So in a way it destroyed his mind and soul... minus the primative functions, as Ansrdre stated." He stood up and began to pace, tapping his chin. "Do you know for sure it destroyed his mind? Is there the possibility of his mind still being in the computer? Or is the computer trashed beyond repair?" He sulks at the thought of having a doll Flash walking around for the rest of eturnity. He scowls at the robot and Dev. "I guess I could fix it up." He followed after Dev, but paused at the door to wait for Ansrdre to join them.

Ansrdre disconnected the link gently between her mind and his, taking his arm again now. She would lead him into the room where Devaine, the droid and Blank were going to.

[Flash_Guardian] The drone continues to take in the sights of the room ... and they are many. Flash follows Ansrdre willingly, rising from his seat and being led into the other room.

[Devaine_Hawk] Entering the room , you see a modern technological wonder land of sorts . Along the walls shelves and racks hold many weapons ranging from hand guns to fully automatic assault rifles , one even appears to a prototype of some sort . On the floor rest several gym bags like they have seen Dev carry before . In one corner is a fully functional ballistics lab , as well as a bench with all the gear for molding and loading his own ammunition . In another corner is a forensics station , with a state of the art lab and computer , as well a large floor safe welded to the floor . . In the final corner are several tables and benches , with what looks to be every thing from medical equipment , to a chemical lab (( ask for more detail if needed ))

Blank sighs and starst to move about the lab to gather the correct tools to fix the robot. Once assembling the peices he uses magic to form the correct parts and starts to mend Lydia. Even though the robot's parts were complexe, the rouge seemed to mend her with ease but he took his time. "So do we have any suggestions on how to fix the problem?"

Ansrdre would usher Flash into a seat within the room. She watched over him, not completely at ease with the lack of his essence. Everything that really was Flash, was gone, save for the physical things. But, to her, physical being was just a shell.

[Flash_Guardian] Many of the correct parts that Blank requires were easily found in the crate of parts taken from the ship. Blank's patient, however, is still taken in by its surroundings.

Devaine_Hawk nods , “I think I know someone who might be able to help , he’s a powerfull psion , maybe the strongest around here , and he just happens to be Flash’s mentor , hope he’s not to upset with m for letting his pupil get …broken “

Flash_Guardian seats himself with Ansrdre's help. Nothing more.

[Blank] "Feh, Ansrdre is a powerful psion. If we need one, she's right here." He said as he worked.

Devaine_Hawk looks over from the medical tables , “can you get Flash over here ,please ?” he asks Ansrdre.

Ansrdre was rather modest and humble about her abilities. Blank usually promoted her, for her, it seemed. Still, there had to be somewhere Flash had gone to. She seemed a little perturbed by Devaine, but she ushered Flash to the medical table as asked. Ansrdre stepped back, quietly, her emerald hues looking to Blank.

Devaine_Hawk motions to the long table “if you can get him to stretch out on that I might have an idea of my own , “

Flash_Guardian follows as he is led, of course.

Blank looks back to Ansrdre and winks. "Hee hee."

[Flash_Guardian] The drone eventually tires of exploring the room and peers around, its attention eventually coming to rest on Blank. It hovers precariously over to him, emitting a couple of sparks along the way, perching over Blank's shoulder and watching him work, its levitation making a subtle whirring noise.

Devaine_Hawk places two electrodes on Flash’s temples . Walking over to a rolling cart with small computer on it he positions it between Flash’s table and another one right next to it . He connects the E.O.P monitor to the electrodes and checks the connection between Flash and the device , before stretching out on the other table , and placing similar apparatus to his own temples .

[Flash_Guardian] Spark, crackle, spark.

Ansrdre had helped him stretch out on the table for Devaine, quickly doing so and sitting down until needed. She managed a little smile to Blank, though it was all. Her hands disappeared into the folds of the robe again.

Devaine_Hawk speaks from the table “this will have to be a team effort , but I think we have everything and one we need if you all will help”

Blank manages to finish up realtivly quickly and dusts off his hands before putting away the tools. "Done. Lydia should work fine." His attention wandered back to the mini operation happening to Flash. The rouge stationed himself next to Ansrdre and clung to her arm playfuly. "Team effort? I don't know anything about this mental mumbo jumbo."

Devaine_Hawk looks up and grins “you’ve done a lot already if she knows as much as I think she does she’ll be a lot of help here , “ he tells Blank.

Ansrdre had to smile a little more as he clung to her arm in play. "Nice work." She said softly to his quick repair of the droid. Quietly, she looked to what was going on, as the hookups were taking place.

[Flash_Guardian] The drone bleeps appreciatively at Blank once the repairs are completed, testing all of its functions and arms one by one, running some sort of self diagnostic. Its levitation is now completely irregular, and there are no more sparks.

[Blank] "Eh, I suppose. I'm not overly fond with working on stuff I didn't make." He glances to her with a hint of concern in his eyes. "Are you alright?" He nods to Dev.

Devaine_Hawk taps his head , “I down loaded a lot of files and memory from the ships system right into my own mind using it’s interface in the computer room , and it’s still in there . “ he motions to the computer and the brain wave monitor on the cart , we need you to keep an eye on the technical end of things for this to work, Blank , my equipment may not be sufficient to handle this kind of information and technology “

Devaine_Hawk motions for the drone , “Lydia you know more about all of what the clown did to Flash than any of us , probably , considering I think that’s how you got in a drone body , so you can communicate with me and Blank through the computer “

[Blank] "Eh... I'll have you keep in mind that I'm a hardware major, not a software." He looked at the screen with a look of doubt on. All he can do is his best, right?

[Flash_Guardian] The drone finishes its diagnostic, emitting a series of satisfactory chimes. It hears Devaine call for it, quickly turning to face him. Listening to his words, the drone whirrs audibly, eventually emitting a series of confused chirps and buzzes.

Devaine_Hawk looks to Ansrdre , “and I need you on the psychic end , to build a mind link between me, and Flash , so I can get in his mind with all of the knowledge I got from the ship and Lydia here “

Devaine_Hawk reaches over to switch the equipment on , the computer and the brain wave monitor , that is and lays back . “Blank when my eyes start to Flash , put one of my hands on Lydia , and the other on the computer “

Blank nods and positions himself.

[Flash_Guardian] The secondary transmitter pops up out of the drone's shell, and it orients on the computer. A section of the screen flickers for a second, eventually forming another text window, plainly seen by all. Ummm ... I can help you a little with the software end of things ... but I never got a good look at that virus you're talking about. And that's not how I got this way. I'm not sure how much help I'll be, but I can try.

Ansrdre kissed Blank softly on the lips. "Sorry honey. I'm just not feeling all too well. I think I caught something. Feels kind of strange. I'll just be at home resting. Please try to help your friends. I'll try to help if it continues later on." With that, she disappeared from sight, using teleportation of her own methods. The female felt woozy and needed to lie down.

Blank returns the kiss and offers her a breif hug. "It's okay dear. Try to take care and rest well. Thank you for everything you have done."

Devaine_Hawk relaxes and blue white flashes cross his eyes

Blank does as told?

Flash_Guardian just lays there on the medical table, electrodes placed on his forehead. The drone squeaks apologetically.

[Blank] "... Perhaps we should go back to the station?"

[Flash_Guardian] The message window on the computer screen flickers again, and new words form. If you're going back to the Triad, then I'm coming with you. Oh, and you may want to bring some kind of power source with you ... a really strong one.

Blank pulls out a fairly large power stone. "Like... this?"

Devaine_Hawk logs in to the computer between Flash and himself as well as Lydia . “ the mind runs off of bioelectricity , it’s an organic machine of sorts it self , in a way . So if I can download ever thing I got from the hip as well as all I know about Flash , then transfer it from the computer to his mind through the electric currents of the brainwave reader , it might refresh his mental hard drive so to speak “ he thinks . All of this should show up on the computer screen for Blank to see what was going on , and know what to look for , as well as be communicated to Lydia

[Flash_Guardian] The drone squeals in surprise, its scanners orienting on the power stone while the transmitter continues to point at the computer. Shortly after, a series of three whistles sounds somewhat loudly, and again the message box flickers. Control-Alt-Delete! That's just what we need! Yes, bring that with you.

[Blank] "Jeebus... you'd think an artificer wouldn't walk around with artifacts in his pocket. Oie."

Blank keeps doing what he is told. Woobidy.

[Flash_Guardian] The scanners turn back to Flash once again as the drone faces Devaine. The message box flickers and reposts. [I suppose you can try hacking into Flash's mind, if you like ... I can try to supervise the link as much as I can, though I don't think I have the right equipment for such a link to be possible. It's up to you ... umm, sir.]

[Devaine_Hawk] “Lydia , can you link with Flash like you seem to with me , and then transfer what I PUT I THE COMPUTER TO HIS MIND ?“

[Flash_Guardian] The message flickers again. [That link wasn't me. That was Gregoran. But ... I can try to assist you with a link via my interface with the computer. Will that work alright?]

Devaine_Hawk sends another thought to the computer for Blank , ““if this don’t work we go with your idea “

[Blank] "Fair enough."

[Devaine_Hawk] Gregoran is that the old man I see , wish we could get him here now but do your best “

[Flash_Guardian] The drone hesitates, then bleeps affirmatively. The window flickers once more, broadening to take up a bit larger portion of the computer screen, now displaying schematics and statistics regarding Flash's and Devaine's brainwaves, the former being almost non-existent, and the latter being extremely powerful. A status box relays info about the link's progress. Preparing for mental link ... Establishing mental protocols ... stand by for mind link ...

Devaine_Hawk visualizes flowing lines just like the ones in the ships computer linking his mind to Flash’s and to Lydia , and slowly starts to make his way along the one to Flash , looking for something that might symbolize his subconscious mind . That might act as a back up hard drive for Flash’s personality and such . If he finds it he’ll try to jack in , along with Lydia following and download all they collectively has from the ship and that they know about Flash and his past.

Blank continues to do that groovy computer stuff.

[Flash_Guardian] A beeping countdown follows. 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... initiating ... 1 ... A mental sort of click, and Devaine suddenly feels a connection to something beyond his own mind, something dark and empty. The status bar now reads: Connection established. Monitoring ...

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia's voice is heard in Devaine's mind ... a message window appears on the screen for Blank's benefit. This has got the be the most hack job I've ever done ... I can't believe this is actually working.

[Blank] "Is it?" He wouldn't know. He wasn't used to all this technical terms used in the modern age.

Devaine_Hawk connects to Lydia , “ dump every bit of info you have on Flash here , any medical records , DNA samples ,, brain wave records , all of it , and I’ll do the same , it looks like there’s plenty of room “ he thinks before switching too the screen for Blank “there are some shock paddles on the cart, when my eyes flicker , I want you to give Flash a jump start with them , it might just jog his mind enough to open it up for the down load , “

Blank nods and readies the shock paddles. "These things are so freaking awesome." He sets the charge up.

[Flash_Guardian] What Devaine experiences is reflected on the monitor, so Blank can also keep track of Devaine's progress. Devaine sees himself standing in the center of a round, empty room, with grey walls. A single, dimly lit light pulses on the far wall, about in time with Flash's heartbeats. Devaine's thoughts scroll across the monitor, as well as Lydia's response: But I don't have any information about this ... Flash guy here! Only reason I know his name is because I overheard you all calling him that earlier? What gave you the idea that I would know so much about him?

Devaine_Hawk focuses on the void in Flash’s mind , “ open file Flash Guardian : Open Files in under Devaine /sub folder Triad/Flash transfer to file Flash Guardian /Open file Lydia/sub folder Flash Guardian transfer all to Flash Guardian “

[Devaine_Hawk] On the table Dev’s eyes would start to race with blue white sparks as they snap open .

Blank snickers and rubs the paddles together. "CLEAR!" He puts the paddels down Flash's chest and sends a mild charge through him. ((Does that count as a flicker? If not, nevermind my action))

[Flash_Guardian] Devaine's command scrolls across the screen, and the transfer blinks to life as data begins to transfer from Devaine's mind to Flash's ... any attempts at accessing Lydia's mind are blocked. The transfer is somewhat haphazard and slow, but eventually the blank spaces in Flash's mind begin to fill with a small fraction of the knowledge he once possessed.

[Flash_Guardian] Flash's chest leaps up off the table for a brief moment as the electricity surges through him ... suddenly the mental projection of Flash's mind is filling with a piercing, blinding light ... Devaine feels some of that shock across the connection, as does Lydia. Lydia's screams are heard in Devaine's mind. The monitor goes to near-total static, and the drone sirens loudly. The mental connection is abruptly severed.

[Devaine_Hawk] “ Lydia are you still in contact with the ship’s computer or the old man? Blank , keep it up with the pads ,he can take it , and this is starting to work , I’m going to focus all my mind on everything Flash , and his deity , you do the same , maybe we can get his attention to fill in any blanks that we miss in flash’s mind “

[Blank] "... I don't think that was a good idea."

[Flash_Guardian] The monitor is emitting a long, steady beep, as an error window shows over everything. [Disconnected]

[Blank] "No... No, it wasn't."

[Flash_Guardian] Flash continues to stare lifelessly at the ceiling. The drone begins to emit a prologed series of angry chirps, clicks, buzzes.

Devaine_Hawk grits his teeth as his own body jerks on the table “ sorry , Lydia , but we almost got him back , try and hang in there , reconnect , Blank just do like I said and leave the paddles alone for now , I think I’m still hanging on to the connection barely let me try to force it , keep an eye on our vitals and pull the plug if we start to drop “ he sends to the screen . He turns his inner mind to Flash “ hang on boy scout , Dev won’t give up till he fixes this , follow my voice , come back to your self , look in my mind, Blanks , even Lydia’s if you can and use them as a road map to find your self like we remember , come on … and if whoever he prays to is listing . Help me out her , you to God I know ole Dev don’t talk to you often but I am now for Flash , do it for him , not me , come on ….“ he pours all his mind’s power into the thought , broadening his awareness to a s close to a cosmic scale as he can searching for divine intervention.

Blank puts away the paddels. <<;; "Right."

[Flash_Guardian] Flash continues to lay on the medical table, lifelessly.

[Flash_Guardian] The drone just buzzes angrily at both of the other men and continues its bleeping complaints, hovering back and forth in the air. The monitor abruptly returns to its original display.

[Devaine_Hawk] “Blank use the paddles on me instead I need more juice , maybe it’ll supe up my mind and psychic powers to keep the link open, Lydia I need you to back me up here , just try and amp my signal so to speak if you can “ he sends the message out , not stopping to think what all that might do to his own mind , or body

[Flash_Guardian] The drone just hovers away from them all, fleeing to the far side of the room and obviously wanting nothing further to do with any of this.

Blank just stares at Dev now. "Psioncs don't run off electricity. It is a mental property. The only thing in your body that runs of electricity is your heart, and by sending more electricity through you could stop that charge."

[Flash_Guardian] Just then ... Flash blinks. Just once.

[Devaine_Hawk] " the mind is a bioelectric mechanism " he argues through the screen

[Blank] "And the mind isn't something to be forced into. Even if I do shoot electricity through you, if you force your way in, you could ultimatly destroy what is left of what remains to Flash. With too much power... you could easily end his primative functions. Also I won't run the risk of grilling your body with the paddels." He seems to have not noticed the blink. "Try again with the mind probing like the first time just without the paddels."

[Flash_Guardian] Flash slowly raises himself to a sitting position, staring straight ahead ... but his gaze actually has some measure of focus to it.

Devaine_Hawk focuses one last psychic shout FLASH!!! be fore his eyes spark so bright that the light almost explodes from the sockets . . His body jerks so hard it falls from the table , and pulls his electrodes free breaking the connection .

[Blank] "Flash. Lie back down, I'm not done arguing with Devaine here." He scowls and waves at Flash indicating for him to lie down, not even looking at him.

Flash_Guardian 's head slowly turns to look at Blank's waving hand, staring at it intently and with much curiousity.

Blank blinks a few times and looks at Flash. "... Oro?"

Flash_Guardian begins to mimic Blank's hand motions with his own hand, watching his waving hand with interest.

Devaine_Hawk groans from his spot on the floor ,unaware of Flash moving about ,”back to the ship it is , let me rest a second trying to contact deities gave me a migraine “

[Blank] "... Great, he's now a puppet with a brain of a child." He mutters to himself.

Devaine_Hawk glances over to the wall where the proto type rifle hangs , then back to the drone , “ Lydia if your still speaking to me tell me all you can about the jester from the ship’s computer “

[Flash_Guardian] A gradually descending note sounds from the far side of the room. The drone seems to droop in midair as it watches Flash, who has now stopped waving and brought his hand up in front of his face to stare at it in interest, turning it this way and that.

[Blank] "Right..."

[Flash_Guardian] The drone turns to regard Devaine for a second, then briskly leans forward and zips across the room, much more manueverable after being repaired by Blank, stopping near the monitor once more. Out comes the transmitter, and once more a text window appears on the screen. [All I can tell you about that Jester character is that he somehow bypassed all of our defenses ... he must have gotten to the computers in the VR room before you all did and planted a virus made specifically for Flash. I don't know any of this for certain, because I wasn't really there.]

[Blank] "Don't worry about the virus... I think I may know how to deal with that."

Devaine_Hawk walks over and pulls the incomplete weapon off the wall ,carrying it to a bench and retrieves all the left over parts from the ship not used in the repairs on the drone or the EMP generator he’d built , “I’ve been kicking an idea around in my head for a while now ,and with your help it might just work , Blank you might be able to help too “

[Blank] "I see."

[Flash_Guardian] The message flickers. [As for the attack against you by that group of seven gremlins ... I can't tell you how, but that was the Jester too. He somehow managed to gain control over them and force them to attack you ... probably magic, but I wouldn't know. Magic was always Gregoran's department.]

[Devaine_Hawk] “I thought about what an electromagnetic pulse does , if I can modify a weapon to so that it can focus and fire a pulse like a bullet or laser , it could be used to disrupt the targets fields like a pulse does to the atmosphere, but only effect the target itself ….”

[Blank] "Anyway, I may need to depart soon. To make things quick, I'll chain teleport us there."

Flash_Guardian continues to look around the room, not really seeming to comprehend any of it.

Devaine_Hawk looks up to Blank and Lydia “now there’s another idea , if I could blend an arcane data base into the weapons field disrupter , it might even work on magical defenses or objects/persons / instead of just machines “

[Blank] "Jester might not even be there. It's just a virus."

[Flash_Guardian] The drone emits a disturbed series of blips, and the message flickers. [Are you trying to find a way to penetrate the Gremlins' shielding?]

Devaine_Hawk glances over to Blank “but if he is ?” he asks then looks to Lydia “not them in particular . I just get tired of thing s bullets don’t faze , so I need to update my arsenal “

[Blank] "Then he is as good as dead. I told him to not mess with me or my friends... for that, he'll understand true pain soon enough."

[Flash_Guardian] Another message flickers onto the screen. [One constant you should know, Devaine. To a certain extent, energy is energy, regardless of its source. Magical fire shielding will stop flamethrowers, and magical lightning can still be dissipated by a lightning rod. Your weapon there, if it does what you say, should work against the gremlins' shielding one way or another.]

Devaine_Hawk continues to work on the weapon on the bench in front of him ,”right , so is the mind and body in a way , if I can program this thing so that it can adjust to disrupt a wide variety of fields on a molecular level it might be a great non lethal way to take out targets “

Flash_Guardian now looks over at the drone hovering over the monitor on the far side of the room, still seated upon the medical table with the electrodes planted on his forehead. Maybe he doesn't notice the electrodes are still there, or perhaps he doesn't care. The message window on the monitor flickers and the message it bears changes: [Just be careful working with things you don't understand, alright? So, what are we going to do now?]

Devaine_Hawk grins “what should I call it ?”

[Flash_Guardian] The drone looks over at the weapon, and the message window flickers once again. [Call it what it is: a phase disruptor.]

Devaine_Hawk looks up and over at Flash , eyes almost solid blue white flashes of power now , “me ? I’m going to kill me a clown “ he growls in a low voice , “almost not his own “for what he’s done to Flash”

Devaine_Hawk stands and walks across the room “almost done , Blank can you or Lydia down load all you know about the jester to the computer about magical fields and the properties of the energy they use, especially the type he uses ?”

[Flash_Guardian] The drone pauses to consider Devaine's words, then hovers over closer to him, looking up at him with its dimly lit mirror-like eyes. The window changes: [I'll give you what knowledge of the jester that I can. Now ... do you want some help tracking the jester down and finishing him off?]

[Blank] "He uses chaotic energy and illusions. It's impossible to determin his real location by normal means. Also killing his real body is difficult, he loves to toy with his enemies and keep them off guard with his random behaviour and abilities. Killing him is near impossible unless you have the right means to destroy the godling entity. I haven't fought him before personally, but I've battled his kind before... and left them more or less in the ditch." He shrugs.

Devaine_Hawk stops in front of the floor safe and spins the dial three quick turns left right left and opens the door , pulling out two small square objects .”you know all that blood money and contacts in the black ops community might just pay off , this is a portable solar generator and hard drive here , they cost a small fortune , and they don’t officially exist out side of Groom Lake “

[Blank] "That's all I can do. I must depart, I have other matters to attend to. If you come back in once piece or looking the same... I'll consider you lucky." He nods to Devaine and the droid.

Flash_Guardian slides his legs sideways off the medical table, but does not yet hop down off it, instead staring down at the floor questioningly. The drone beeps urgently at Blank.

[Blank] "What?" He growls at the robot.

[Flash_Guardian] The message window flickers. [Thank you, sir ... for fixing me. Err, fixing the Gremlin, rather. I hope we can recieve your aid in the near future.]

Devaine_Hawk snaps the two objects on each side of the rifle and nods , "fine, you just down load all you know the technical stuff on fields, energy, and jester , Blank will you do the same for magic and psionics ?” he ask as he shuts the safe and stands .

[Blank] "Right... We'll have to see. Saving lives is a taxing business and I seem to be getting more than my fair share now 'a days." He blinks at Dev. "I don't know anything about psioncs... except how to evaid it and that is a trade secret. And all I can tell you is tactics and general guidelines."

Devaine_Hawk looks to Blank “I thought you wanted to kill him as bad as me ?”

[Blank] "True. But there is no method to maddness."

[Blank] "And there are other lives that depend on me right now. I can only devote oh so much time to revenge."

[Flash_Guardian] The drone turns back to regard Devaine, and a new message appears. [I'm willing to help you stop the jester ... and I think the others back aboard the Triad will want to help also. But I'll need your help.]

[Devaine_Hawk] “still even magic has frequencies and wave lengths it works on , if we can pinpoint his , I might be able too disrupt it with this ,. I’ll try with or without you”

[Blank] "Your choice. Good luck, you'll need it."

Devaine_Hawk hears the elevator coming down from the fourth floor , “oh hell that’s Glyniss , she’s going to kill me “ he mumbles ,before turning to Lydia ((the drone for Glyniss ‘s information “you did there was others back at the ship , that would help?”

[Flash_Guardian] The message window being controlled by the drone known as Lydia flickers, and the message written on the computer screen changes. [Yes, I believe they will be willing to help. He used the Triad and its resources for some kind of revenge, it sounded like. We, the crew of the Triad, don't look kindly on other people using the Triad for such ignoble purposes.]

Blank snaps his fingers then flickers out.

Glyniss_McMasters guesses she's coming down in a lift....ooooh nice.....waiting for it to open as she peers out rather cousitly(sp)

Devaine_Hawk nods , “maybe the old man can help me adjust the phase disrupter rifle so it can effect magical fields and energies “

Flash_Guardian puts his hands on the edge of the medical table and ever so slowly and tentatively hops down to the floor ... just standing there holding onto the medical table for support, as if he doesn't fully trust his legs to support him.

[Flash_Guardian] The drone seems to give Devaine an intense sort of stare. [Reactivate the Triad, and you'll have all the help you'll need.]

Devaine_Hawk glances through the lab door to the office where Glyniss should be by now , “rise and shine , sleepy head , ready to go fry us a clown ?”

Glyniss_McMasters rises a brow as she just kinda stares at Dev....not too happily.....as she limps forwards the limp pronounced and obvoiusly cousing her pain....as she continues limping towards where they all seem to be gathering like a group of mother hens..

Lorraine now wants to know what a phase disruptor is...

* * * ((Later, upstairs ...)) * * *

[Flash_Guardian] Suddenly, Glyniss hears a metallic sort of knocking at the door to Devaine's fourth floor suite. A low sort of humm can be heard from the other side of the door.

Glyniss_McMasters swings her legs down to the soft carpeted flooring the loud click of metal following this simple action as she rises her voice a little..." wh' ter?" already pushing herself up as she begins limping towards the door .

[Flash_Guardian] A musical series of blips and beeps is the only response to Glyniss's question, but they easily alert Glyniss to the presence of the drone outside in the hall.

Glyniss_McMasters rises brow as she reaches out as fingers wrap around the handle of the door twisting and pulling it open taking a limping step back as the revealed gape first off reveals nothing....eyes rising to the metal object suspended there...a grin slowly forming over her features " Wh' howd' critte'...wha' yer doin' mosein' aroun'?" stepping back a little more to give it room to enter

[Flash_Guardian] The drone has been repaired, now looking good as new, its surface shiny, smooth, and dent free. It also hovers perfectly straight and fluidly, with no trace of jitters or sparks. The drone hovers into the room a few feet, eventually stopping and rotating a full 360 degrees, bleeping at Glyniss proudly as it shows itself off.

Glyniss_McMasters chuckles pushing the door shut as soon as it enters the room enough to do so....leaning against the wall....grinning broadly never having seen a vain bot before now...." Wel' who' bee' aworkin' on yer....loo' lik' a ne' bor' bo' donja critte'?"

[Flash_Guardian] The drone chirps happily at Glyniss. A brief pause, and then some sort of dish-shaped apparatus emerges from the drone's upper surface, quickly rotating about as it scans the room. Eventually it seems to find what it is looking for ... Devaine's big-screen television. ((I think it's safe to assume he would have one, given the rest of the building's furnishings.)) The drone hovers over towards it slowly.

Glyniss_McMasters pushes herself away from the way as she limps over to the couch flopping amongest the cushions....watching the droid move to the tv....the loud click as metal locks as she comes to rest...." S' wha' abee' goin' on dow' ther' whil' I bee' arestin' side' yer gettin' al' sprigg' u'"

[Flash_Guardian] The drone quickly winds its way to the back of the television, extending one of its tool arms to connect to the inputs at the back of the television. There is a powerful click as the TV springs to life, an image slowly coming into view on the screen ... that of a young woman, only her shoulders and above visible, sitting against a black background. She's a rather pretty young thing, not looking over the age of 16, with long wavy blonde hair, her simple and youthful face marred only by the metal plate across her forehead and down part of the side of her face ... some sort of cybernetic implant, by the look of it. The young woman smiles happily, looking in Glyniss's direction from the screen.

Glyniss_McMasters chuckles seeing the female....." Aw....migh' hav' know' yer be a femal'...jus' go' ter sens' of on'.....so wha' I do m no' go' an' idea'..?" snuggling somewhat deeper into the cushions....

[Flash_Guardian] The woman on the screen laughs silently ... her laughter unheard for some reason. She seems to be distressed by that, glancing aside and concentrating for a moment ... shortly after, the surround sound speakers and reciever also turn on, volume levels quickly adjusting. The woman just rolls her eyes, this time emitting an audible snicker. "Men and their toys," she says, a petite alto voice. "I wanted to introduce myself face to face since we met the other day. My name is Lydia."

Glyniss_McMasters hand rises to her head....frowning a little as she remembers her stetson isnt there..." Howd' Lydia rea' nic' ter mee' yer...gla' ter se' yer al' fix' up"

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia gives Glyniss a peculiar look, but flashes a well-meaning smile. "Nice to meet you, too. I must say, your accent is a little difficult to work around. Umm ... no offense." She quickly looks bashful and apologetic.

Glyniss_McMasters laughs softly " Aw shoo' yer ain' alon' in tha' go' ter tak' thing' slo' sometim' fer ter othe'....gues' yer ain' fro' no' backwar' hic' plac'.." pushing herself up a little...." Wai'....ca' yer do somethin' ter ge' Flas' aworkin'?"

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia closes her eyes, looking rather exasperated all of a sudden. "You mean about trying to restore Flash's mind to him?" Lydia shakes her head helplessly. "We've already tried. The other gentleman with the blonde hair who owns this place had some half-baked idea to join their minds and use his own knowledge of Flash to try and rebuild him. I tried to help, but those electrical paddles nearly cooked my motherboard in the process," she explains, scowling.

[Glyniss_McMasters] " Wha' electria' paddle' yer talkin' abou'?"

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia's face concentrates for another moment ... eventually an image of the objects in question come into view over the image of the young girl: a pair of electric paddles used by doctors to jump-start a patient's heart after it has stopped beating. "They used these to give Flash a nasty shock ... said they were trying to jump-start his mind or something. All they ended up doing was giving me and Devaine a nasty shock and breaking the mind link," she explains distastefully.

Glyniss_McMasters rises a brow....actually leaning up to see what's on the screen more clearly...." The' di' wha'....ain' thos' guy' go' an' sens' betwee' 'em....shoo'...the' tr' an' othe' foo' idea'.?"

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia ponders for a moment, the image of the paddles fading from view. "Besides the same blonde haird man building some sort of primitive phase disruptor out of parts from the Triad ... no, not really." She shrugs casually. "At least that other fellow, the mechanically minded one, seems to be alright. He's the one that fixed me up," she explains, smiling appreciatively.

Glyniss_McMasters looks puzzled unsure who she's talking about not having actually meet Blank since he left when she showed up last time...." Phas' sisrupte'....an' jus' wha' tha' asuppose' ter d'....knoc' hi' sideward'?"

[Flash_Guardian] "Only if he doesn't build it right," Lydia answers with a giggle. She shakes her head shortly afterwards. "I'm sorry. You don't seem to be too technically minded. I mean, I guess I kinda expected that, what with this being the past and all, but ..." She pauses, choosing her words with care. "You don't strike me as much of a scientist or engineer, that's all I'm saying."

Glyniss_McMasters chuckles " I ain' an' in no way' do I preten' ter be...leav' tha' ter othe'..." rubbing her chin lightly...." Tel' me somethin' ca' yer lin' up ter tha' plac' yer haul' outta.....fro' her'....yer kno' mose' aroun' an' kin' se' ifna yer ca' mayb' usin' stuf' Dev ha' in thi' her' plac'?"

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia considers the possibility, looking down thoughtfully. "I think that may be difficult given the Triad's current state," she explains. "Not only is the entire ship running on barely any power at the moment, it's buried under several hundred feet of solid rock in almost every direction," she says sadly. "It might be a different story if we could get the Triad powered up and activated once more ... but to do that, we'll need a massive power source, a lot like the one possessed by the guy that fixed me."

[Glyniss_McMasters] " Yer mea' somethin' lik' a generato'.....lik' mayb' on' use' ter powe' up a cit'...kind' thin'?" this was still out of her range but at least generators are noticable etc...

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia wrinkles her forehead, the metal plates covering the side of her brow shifting slightly. "About that level of power, yes ... but from something a lot smaller. A specific kind of crystal could probably be used, if it were shaped properly ... or a magical powerstone like the one that artificer guy had ... maybe even the right kind of machine, but it'd have to be small enough to fit at the apex of the engine room ..." Lydia seems lost in thought after that.

Glyniss_McMasters leans back.....something small with a lot of power....." I tak' i' yer meanin' elctrica' powe' no' emm...lik' ter powe' I use' ...I figur' yer kno' wha' I mea' b' tha'"

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia nods, an expression of terrible awe passing over her face. "We all saw what your voice did to that computer room ... and what it was doing to the computer and the Gremlins during the battle." She nods. "That was impressive."

Glyniss_McMasters shakes her head things really couldnt be solved that easily could they blinking as Lydia speaks up....." Aw......err thank'.....jus' somethin' I bee' taugh'...onl' thin' I coul' thin' of ter ge' Flas' outta tigh' spo' rea' dum' ter hoo' up in ter firs' plac'...." shaking her head more " Rea''' dum' "

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia grins, continuing to explain. "Well actually, the Triad was built to run on just about any kind of power source ... it can convert energy to and from different forms, so long as the energy is exposed to the core directly ... electricity, magic, kinetic, sunlight ... maybe even sonic." Lydia shrugs, seeming quite obviously proud of the Triad's capabilities.

Glyniss_McMasters head comes up..." Wai' ar' yer sayin' it ca' conver' my wailin'.......woul'....woul' tha' be enoug' ter ge' thin' up an' runnin'.......cor'?....where' ter cor'?" her voice getting kinda excited

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia looks slightly hesitant. "I said it might be able to convert sonic energy like that ... I mean, I'm sure it could be done. It just ... it would take some time to arrange. And a few extra modifications to the engine room. As for where the core is, you, Flash and the blonde guy were almost there, really. Just down that hatch would have been the bridge of the Triad, and beyond that the engine room. That's where the core is kept," Lydia explains.

[Glyniss_McMasters] "Coul' yer do ter modificatio' ter it....sa' ifna yer an' m' jus' wen' ther'?"

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia shakes her head. "Probably not ... I'd need Gregoran's help, and the rest of us ... maybe even help from a few of your friends, especially the more mechanically or magically minded ones. The more time we spend planning, and the better job we do, the more energy output we'd get from your voice ... so it would pay to do the job well." Lydia seems suddenly thoughtful. "Would you ... be willing to do that for us?" Lydia looks out from the television at Glyniss, full of hope.

[Glyniss_McMasters] "Wel' ifna yer meanin' powe' u' usin' me voic'...?" she nods " Sur'......ifna yer meanin' al' ter othe' stuf' welll' I nee' ter tal' ter the' othe' an' se' ifna thei' willin'....." a frowns crossing her features..." Thoug' wha' abou' tha' gu' tha' want' Flas' frie'?"

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia looks slightly fearful. "Well ... we've only seen him once - that time he came in to plant the virus in the computer. After that, he hasn't returned," she says, looking down and a bit more thoughtful. "But I suppose if he ever did come back to the Triad, we'd do our best to get him to leave."

[Glyniss_McMasters] "Wha' yer do ifna yer are powere' up...I mea' I tak' it yer were' whe' we wa' ter......hal' yer stuf' seem' of'?"

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia seems to think hard for a time. "Well ..." A long pause. "I don't really know. Getting the Triad powered up will be a great first step toward its recovery, but without a crew ... err, a living crew, I mean ... there won't be much to do with it."

Glyniss_McMasters blinks......the craft needing a breathing crew really hadnt crossed her mind somehow thinking it could govern itself....." Oh'" flopping back onto the cushions feeling and sounding at least a little defeated

[Flash_Guardian] The image of Lydia yawns, a cute little yawn, holding a hand up to her mouth gingerly. "I'm getting tired, surprisingly ... I think the Gremlin needs a recharge, too. I don't suppose there's somewhere I could plug in and recharge around here, is there?"

Glyniss_McMasters shrug' " I ain' go' a clu'...wh' no' sta' wher' yer ar'....sur' Dev won' min'...." she grins as Dev the blonde man comes to mind....

[Flash_Guardian] Lydia focusses for a moment, eventually grinning successfully. "Ah! That should work. I guess this is good night," the girl says cheerily. There is a series of clicks as the stereo, reciever, and TV all power down and the drone disconnects from the back of the television, hovering over to an out of the way corner of the room, slowly landing down on the ground. On of the drone's arms extends, rotating a half turn before thrusting its end directly into the electrical outlet in the wall. The lights behind the drone's eyes go from dim to dusk, the drone slowly powering down for a recharge.