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[Nods and moves to the cell door. Making enough space for them isn't hard; a few slices from his blades and the bars just seem to fall out. Convenient, really, and from there it's but a moment's effort to step out into the hall itself.]

Did the other prisoner mention a direction?

Edited Date: 2009-09-13 05:00 am (UTC)

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He'll be intercepting our path...

[Followed his subordinate's lead, they made their way through the dark corridors, closing in on Marishka's coordinates.

But there was something else bothering Solomon. His voice lowered, eyes watchful for any prison guards that might be lurking in the darkness.]

Mr. Xemnas... what of Saya?

[ooc: Yuujel-mun, feel free to join at any point.]

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[Nods at the first comment. However, when he does speak up he doesn't turn to look at Solomon - he's too busy making the most of the dim light provided by the lightning crackling around his heads. It wouldn't do to turn and miss someone arriving from the front, after all.]

Her picture was yet in the Hall of the Missing. I fear she was never here to begin with.

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[Eyes staring lifelessly ahead, his hand reached up in an unconscious effort to clutch at his chest. He'd suspected as much. Although hearing the words spoken out loud were painful to Solomon.

Still, it was better that she hadn't really gone through the things he witnessed. Better that she was back in their own world with Hagi watching over her...

The guards got what they deserved for their cruelty.

Solomon's voice was low, distracted by his fractured thoughts. His normally pleasant demeanor devoid from his face as he spoke...]

I see...

[But there was still the matter of freeing the one who was actually still here and needed him. At least he could be there for her...]

...... we should be close, right?

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We are close indeed.

[The only question that remains is whether or not they'll run into any guards in the meantime.]

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[Solomon nodded grimly, knowing that if it did come to a battle, his condition prevented him from operating with any effectiveness. It was all he could do to muster up the strength to shatter his restraints and take out the guards...

It was frustrating to say the least.

Their progress was slow, mainly due to the Chevalier's injuries. But it was his thoughts that crippled him... what did it matter if he did live through this explosion or not?

But if he didn't, there'd be no guarantee that Marishka would survive as well. And he couldn't allow her final death to be on his head, not with all she had done for him.]

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ooc; sorry mun is late gomen ne x.x

[After receiving the coordinates, the young man was already trying his best to follow it and intercept along the way. Of course, he wasn't in the best of shapes, but the human was able to make it far enough. He was practically limping at this point, though moving rather quickly.

The cloth that he had tore from his own clothes wasn't helping his gut wound too much, it's starting to bleed, but he seems to be having an adrenaline rush. He caught at the corner of his eyes as he saw a familiar person. He approached them in haste.]

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[Solomon's question are, quite simply, not the sort that Xemnas could answer had he heard them. And really things as they stood were such that he could have ill-afforded the time they deserved. He could yet manage to keep things from getting out of hand, but only should he manage to spot that which was coming.

No surprise then, then the sound of footsteps caught his attention. He could not say who this was or even if they were truly injured. Caution was the best method here, by far.]

And you are...?

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[Solomon turned his head, hearing the footfalls around the same time that Xemnas had... things were definitely wrong.

It was hard to concentrate with so many concerns on his mind. But that was why he had enlisted Xemnas' help, as well as the stranger over the network.

Let his second in command take charge of this matter. For the moment, Solomon would hold his tongue.]

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Yuujel, I believe I'm suppose to intercept with... someone here.

[He replied, breathless. Of course, he was fine with the sudden strike of caution. Everything was dangerous in a place like this. Even managing to outrun the guards for a short time was hardly enough time at all]

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[There's a nod at that, although Xemnas is not at all pleased with have to know take care of two wounded people instead of one.

Of course, one wouldn't know it by looking at his face.]

Well-met then, for I believe you have found them.

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Ah... so... so that was your name. I'm afraid I forgot to ask when we spoke.

[He gave a quick nod to the newcomer, an acknowledgment of the introduction. There'd always be time for formalities once they had escaped.]

I'm Solomon, and this... is Mr. Xemnas... but we must hurry... time is running out.

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Oh, that's reassuring.

[He offers a half smile]

That's fine, don't worry about it. I haven't caught yours either. That can wait, however.

[He somehow agrees with Solomon on this as well. Getting out seemed to be the best idea before formalities.]

Yes...

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Indeed. We must move quickly or I fear this shall all have been in vain.

[There's a brief pause as he glances down the hallways nearby before picking the one that seems most likely to lead them to where they're headed.]

This way, I believe.

Edited Date: 2009-09-14 05:17 am (UTC)

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[It felt to Solomon that it took forever before they finally turned down the the corridor where his hearing picked up the faintest sound of singing. It was hard to make out, the words lost amidst the echoing of their feet through the stone and concrete hallways. But it had to be her...

Lowering his voice in caution, he quickened his pace to the cell.]

Please, gentlemen... allow me to speak to her first...

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[The human nodded his head as he followed soon after. Despite the unbearable pain, he could still move at a normal pace. Though, how long it would last, he wasn't sure, but whatever was going on, he just got involved in it, so he would have to go with it. People were helping him after all.]

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As you wish.

[He had barely more than a name to go by after all, and if Solomon believed he could manage her then he would trust the other man to know what he was speaking.]

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[Without another word, he hurried to the reinforced metal door, his only thought on finding Marishka. If his senses were what they should have been, he would have known sensed her energy instantly. But in his current condition he felt as useless as a mere human.

The Chevalier peered inside the door's small barred window with anxious eyes, the stress he was feeling thankfully hidden from his companion's view. Weakness was never something a wise man showed to subordinates, not from his experience.

But inside the carefully crafted cell, was the very familiar form of the one he had been seeking. His mouth curved into a slight smile, thinking that perhaps he'd have to give Xemnas a little more in the bonus than he'd intended after all.]

Marishka...!

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[Hearing Solomon's voice, Marishka's head shot up to look at him. Her shackles were thick and meant to keep her from reaching the door. When she tried now there was still evidence of the water burns on her normally flawless skin.]

Solomon!

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[Whatever he got himself into, the male didn't seem to complain too much. He was getting assistance and getting out. It would be nice to see daylight again after so long. The male sighed as he clasped his hands over the wound.

Well, it could be worse. He just followed for now, and remained quiet as they approached yet another person, a female, he noticed, but he didn't know her. It must be a friend of the two?]

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[A friend of one of the two, perhaps. Xemnas is, after all, loath call anyone 'friend' regardless of how well he knows them. What a few exceptions, of course, but those were largely irrelevant to the matter at hand.

And so he'd fall silent for the time. No need to speak when other voices would do better.]

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Marishka...

[It pained him to see her chained up and injured like that, especially when the false memories of Saya's torture was so fresh in his mind.

The door was securely locked. An obstacle that the Chevalier was unsure if he could muster the strength to open. If he had to, he would expend the last of his strength... but only if it were necessary. The last thing that the others needed was to have to carry him out of there.]

Marishka, please move back... I've brought friends to get us out of here.

[Turning his head, he glanced back at the others as he stepped aside.]

"Mr. Xemnas... are you capable of 'opening' the door?"

Edited Date: 2009-09-16 12:55 am (UTC)

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[Doing as she was told, she moved back. However, she still strained to free herself from the thick chains. Pulling and twisting. She wanted out and to be free.]

Hurry... I was out...

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[He was standing there waiting for some answer from the other male he know knew as Xemnas. He was learning names at least. He would help if it was necessary, right now he was listening in for an answer or response.]

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