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((My turn...))
Hybrid gently touched the receptionists' cheek, a small dot being left, which quickly absorbed into her skin. "So tell me, the electrical room is where beautiful?" The receptionist giggled and pointed to a hallway. "Well then, I'll be seeing you later." She waved as Hybrid turned, and lost his emotion from his face. He walked through the doors and moved quickly, the shadows hiding him well, even though there was a slight lack of them.

He quickly faded to the room and entered. His hands quickly playing across the wires. After a while, he began to rip out certain areas. One by one, each section of the large jail system/polic department began losing power, within a minute, the entire facility was out of lights. Hybrid, was now in his playground. He pulled out a vial and threw it into an air duct. It shattered immediately, and the vapors began seeping through the area. Hybrid pulled a small mask on, making him even more invisible.

The prisoners four would have definately noticed before now, how the area, though clean, and well-kept, had a sort of, moldly smell to it. There were no air ducts or vents to allow fresh air to be recycled, though the air filtered in through the doors, under them and such. Luckily for them, they wouldn't be the victims of the vial Hybrid had just thrown.

When the lights and electricity when out, immediately small green pinpoints of lights went on. The guards keeping the prisoners, at least where they were, had night vision.Their steps could be heard, as they moved along slowly. There was no light, no way to see anything. Only those green pinpoints were visible.

Quickly Hybrid made his way through the facility, his own eyes made for this, he watched as men fell to the ground, sleeping like babes. The man moved through the hallways as if he knew this place like the back of his hand...in fact maybe he did. Hybrid found himself in front of the door, those he had hired, were in there, in the cells. Hybrid opened the door, and then moved in and up. He was somehow invisible to them. They looked up and around, but he didn't move. They breathed slowly, not sure what to do, as they didn't see anything, and weren't sure if they could do anything.

Hybrid then moved again when the guards turned, his stealth and speed far excelling any that had been before. His arm wrapped around the shoulders, and head. With one swift pull, the guard was dead, before even a noise was made. The gun fell down to hanging. Hybrid let him fall and then leapt up again as the thump resounded throughout the room. He then began crawling, slowly, but better than others. He was in the pipes above their heads.

The guards' eyes widened as he saw his friend on the ground. His first instinct, which unfortunately for him, that he followed, led him to his dead companions side. He turned and looked up, as something came down, and then a short muffled cry. The green pinpoints short circuiting and dying out. A thump, and utter silence. Suddenly a voice, one familiar to all of them spoke from the darkness.

"I told you...you would be well known. Now you have little choice, but I shall give all of them to you, and not bias your decision. You can either stay here, and be tried. You can leave with me, and then leave me, never to see me or the others again, you could stay here and possibly not be convicted, or you can leave with me and do what I'll tell you. It doesn't matter to me. It is your choice, and always will be. Franz was easy only at the cost of all of you. You were defeated, no matter how you look at it..."

Hybrid's golden, but unseen eyes looked out before glowing, only those seen in the darkness, simply floating there watching them all at the same time. "Oh...and your thoughts are loud, as are your words. You could never hope to beat me Arkus." Slowly his vision left the others, and he looked straight at the bull man. "I would tear you apart like a steak...understand?" He stared at Arkus for a long time before returning his gaze to everyone there. "Now...make your decisions...you have one minute"

((Short, really busy))

Na'fiel watched as the lights began to flicker and finally dim. A few thumps were heard as well. Using her pinging technique, she found that at least one of the guards was down. Perhaps even all of them.

"Hybrid..." she thought, hearing him speak. So he didn't leave them behind...surprisingly. Now, she heard the choices as well as the reply that Arkus gave. Stay here? And possibly be blamed for this mess? Pfft...hardly an option.

"I'll come with you," she answered, pinging the room and finding that all the guards were down and possibly (likely) dead. Well, now they could get out at least. Lucky drows...could see in the dark.

"Let's get out of here, fast," she said, listening, "They're already coming after us." Indeed, footsteps were pouding down the halls. Many loud thumps as well.

After the drow gave her angry consent and, though seeming amused, wasn't happy with his actions, Hybrid held his hands up. "You must listen for my voice. And put the things I'm about to hand you over your mouths. The jail cell doors sprung open, and into each of their hands was thrust something like a mask. The golden eyes had disappeared. Only his voice could be heard, it was a soft whisper, what it was saying? Impossible to tell...but it was something special, that was for sure.

Hybrid would lead them down the hallway after their masks were securely attached. Hybrid himself moving with speed, but patience for the rest. He breathed in silence, and only whispered. He would get them out, there was no doubt about that. Hybrid, the leader of this small ragtag seeming bunch, led them from the dark depths toward the exit. All enemies were unconscious and unmoving...

Hybrid simply answered Zaniah when she asked about her weapons. "They are of no consequence. You will find weapons of greater power and greater magic. Those were novice weapons...the new ones will be advanced, but not master quite yet." Hybrid's movements where silent, if his constant mummering were not there, not even Zaniah would be able to find him. She would only be able to navigate down the hallways, and the rest, where hopeless. The elf only had low light vision, and when there was no light to begin with...it made things difficult.

Na'fiel shrugged and pulled the bulky thing over her face. The only problem with it was that she couldn't use her echolocation technique now. Rats. That was what she was counting on, too.

"This had better not get us into more trouble," she muttered, before trying to make her way through the hall, straining to hear Hybrid's voice. Geez, if you want people to follow you, talk louder! Some people...

Na'fiel walked through the halls, slowly. She tripped over some large lumps that felt like human bodies, but she couldn't be sure. She hated working in the dark. It was like trying to navigate at the bottom of the ocean! If only she didn't have her mouth covered, but the mermaid assumed that there was a reason they had these things.

Hybrid sure was a mysterious person. First, get them to complete whatever task he'd already set out for them. Then, leave them to get sent to prison before rescuing them again. Why not skip the prison part and get them out of the building? He certainly looked powerful enough to do it...

"Whatever..." she thought, just glad to be getting out of there.

Kort shrugged and silently slipped the mask onto his face. He was a little saddened at needing to cover such a gorgeous thing, but it wasn't such a problem. Glancing up, he blinked at the darkness and took careful steps forward, taking up the back of the small group.

Long and thin ears twitched as he listened to the drow and man argue back and forth. Why not just give the woman her weapons? Hybrid was already so powerful and whatnot. If he could have, Z'Kort would have yawned, but there was little space in his mask and it was taken up by his face. A lovely face, might I add, he thought silently to himself.

"So, are we getting any food?" Was all the elf could manage as he trailed along, listening intently for their so-called leader's voice.

Stopping right there, the drow waited untill she heard something come wizzing through the air. Hearing the dull 'thunk' of something hit the wall then something metallic hit the floor, her eyes went wide with realisation as she rushed towards the body that was now visible as Hybrid and took her blades from his hands with a viciousness and stored them in their respective sheaths.

"Lead on.." She said moodily, her frustration at this 'man' rising every time she met him. But at the same time she mentally applauded him. It would not take much to restore her marvelous weapons to their former glory, but it would take some hunting on her part to find the right person in which to do it.

((Blah short. Just wanted to keep it going.))

Na'fiel shook her head. She'd pretty much just given up on figuring out how these things worked, now. Whatever happened, happened and that's all it was. No real point in trying to overanalyze everything.

Na'fiel nodded to Dameon and stretched. Wow...long day. Exciting, though. Very...interesting. She didn't know what this was all about, but figured that it didn't really matter at the moment. If they were going to find out then they were going to be told. No point in wasting energy trying to comprehend something that you were never going to.

"So what now?" she asked, to no one in particular, "Is that it?" If that was it then it was hardly worth the effort. Then again, it was better than doing nothing. Whatever.