Part LXXXIII: Going Rogue
Date: Kornun 20th, 114 A.U.
The two guards were taken out before they even knew what was happening. The two elves had just walked by when suddenly they had turned on them, one slamming the other hard against the corridor wall, while the other punched him in the solar plexus. Another hard bang to the head and they both were out. Hazael quickly fished the keys out of the one man’s pocket and opened the lock. Sereth ran in, flicking on the lights, as they came to Zarien’s limp body, tied to the chair.
“Quickly. Not much time have we.” Hazael said. Sereth quickly fished out her knife and quickly broke Zarien’s bonds, ripping his gag and blindfold off of him.
“He’ll still be unconscious for several hours at least,” Hazael said. “I’ll take him.” Lifting him up, Hazael slung Zarien over his shoulder and the two of them dashed out of the room, quickly shutting the door behind him. Feet tapping down the corridor, they moved down some steps into the small dark room where the escape pod was. Hazael quickly dumped Zarien in the escape pod next to the sleeping Cortna.
“Get them both buckled into their seats,” Hazael said. “I’ll get us out.” They had slipped Cortna some sleeping pills so that she wouldn’t know what was happening. Her knowing what was going on seemed to always end up in trouble, as she would inevitably try to alert the elves about what we were doing. Despite their hard work, they still found themselves unable to break through what the elves had done to Cortna’s mind in their re-education chambers. They had nothing left but hope, a blind hope that had showed itself to be placed in nothing concrete so far.
Sereth moved them into two of the four seats and fastened them up while Hazael moved to a computer in the room, quickly hacking into it to access the main control panel to send energy into the escape pod. The elves generally locked the escape pod so that only the commander of the ship could activate, so as to deter escapees from easily escaping during it. Unfortunately for the elves, Hazael’s field of study was in computers, and he had become quite adept at hacking into them ever since he made the choice to finally separate himself from the elves instead of being a spy among them.
“Done,” Hazael finally said as lights in the escape pod went on. “Let’s go.” Dashing toward the escape pod, Hazael stepped in and shut the door behind him, sitting down at the control panel and pushing the button to let them out. The floor began tilting as it opened up underneath them as Hazael pulled some levers as the escape pod dropped. Pulling the steering wheel, Hazael flicked a switch and jets flamed out behind the escape pod as they propelled themselves through the sky, away from the elven ship.
“There we are,” Hazael said, breathing a sigh of relief. “And assuming they don’t catch us now and chase us down—which they shouldn’t—we’re home free.”
“Good thing,” Sereth said, stretching her limbs. “I grew tired of hiding out in that ship long ago.”
“Bringing Cortna didn’t help anything…” Hazael reminded her.
“I know,” Sereth said, sounding a bit exasperated. “But, I mean… I don’t know… I know it isn’t rational or anything, but…”
“I know,” Hazael said quietly. “But sometimes we must lay aside fears. Must accept logic.”
“I know…” Sereth said, biting her fingernails. “But… I don’t… I can’t trust anyone… I don’t know…!”
“Explanation not needed,” Hazael said. “I know how emotions trump logic.”
“Emotions aren’t trumping logic…” Sereth said. “It just… I don’t know…” She muttered something else but Hazael couldn’t catch it as they continued to move away from the airship. After ten minutes, when the elven airship was far out of sight, Hazael gave another released breath and pulled a lever to slow the escape pod down.
“Alright,” Sereth said. “We’re free from the ship. You want to input the coordinates of the rebel’s ship.”
“Yes…” Hazael said as he began typing in stuff to the small screen. “What are the current coordinates of the ship right now?”
“I believe it was last right above the previous human capitol…” Sereth said. “So somewhere around 200, 351. Once there, we can send out radar and communicate with the rebel ship and cue into it.”
“Sounds good.” Hazael typed in the coordinates and the ship rotated before rocketing out in another direction as they both relaxed in their seats, the ship moving forward over the ground as it moved toward the place of the ancient human capitol.
“So…” Hazael said. “How will you break it?”
“Excuse me?”
“How will you break it to Zarien?”
“Oh… you mean Cortna…”
“Yes. Did he not think you Cortna last time?”
“Yes…” Sereth said, her cheeks reddening at the scene. “I… I hadn’t realized then how close the two of them were… Hopefully Cortna will still be asleep when Zarien awakes so that the first thing he notices isn’t her, well, her problem.”
“Yes,” Hazael said. “Do you know where Xavier Team is?”
“Not the rest of them, no,” Sereth moaned. “If I did, I’d take him to them and not have to deal with what he’s going to say when he hears about Cortna. But they haven’t used their radios with the other team at all, so I haven’t been able to spy in on them... Which means we have to take him to the rebel base.”
“That’s bad?”
“Oh, I don’t care what happens to him when at the rebel base,” Sereth said. “I worry about what his reaction will be when he meets me and remeets Cortna. I mean… if he does like Cortna…”
“He’s won’t leave us alone, yes,” Hazael said. “And you don’t like it.”
“She’s my sister,” Sereth said, a bit defensively. “And I don’t want his affections to go elsewhere.”
A small smile grew on Hazael’s face. “I see. Well. Go on we must.”
"Go on we must,” Cortna agreed. And they flew forward through the sky.
Question of the Day: What will Zarien do/say when he awakes?
Date: Kornun 20th, 114 A.U.
The two guards were taken out before they even knew what was happening. The two elves had just walked by when suddenly they had turned on them, one slamming the other hard against the corridor wall, while the other punched him in the solar plexus. Another hard bang to the head and they both were out. Hazael quickly fished the keys out of the one man’s pocket and opened the lock. Sereth ran in, flicking on the lights, as they came to Zarien’s limp body, tied to the chair.
“Quickly. Not much time have we.” Hazael said. Sereth quickly fished out her knife and quickly broke Zarien’s bonds, ripping his gag and blindfold off of him.
“He’ll still be unconscious for several hours at least,” Hazael said. “I’ll take him.” Lifting him up, Hazael slung Zarien over his shoulder and the two of them dashed out of the room, quickly shutting the door behind him. Feet tapping down the corridor, they moved down some steps into the small dark room where the escape pod was. Hazael quickly dumped Zarien in the escape pod next to the sleeping Cortna.
“Get them both buckled into their seats,” Hazael said. “I’ll get us out.” They had slipped Cortna some sleeping pills so that she wouldn’t know what was happening. Her knowing what was going on seemed to always end up in trouble, as she would inevitably try to alert the elves about what we were doing. Despite their hard work, they still found themselves unable to break through what the elves had done to Cortna’s mind in their re-education chambers. They had nothing left but hope, a blind hope that had showed itself to be placed in nothing concrete so far.
Sereth moved them into two of the four seats and fastened them up while Hazael moved to a computer in the room, quickly hacking into it to access the main control panel to send energy into the escape pod. The elves generally locked the escape pod so that only the commander of the ship could activate, so as to deter escapees from easily escaping during it. Unfortunately for the elves, Hazael’s field of study was in computers, and he had become quite adept at hacking into them ever since he made the choice to finally separate himself from the elves instead of being a spy among them.
“Done,” Hazael finally said as lights in the escape pod went on. “Let’s go.” Dashing toward the escape pod, Hazael stepped in and shut the door behind him, sitting down at the control panel and pushing the button to let them out. The floor began tilting as it opened up underneath them as Hazael pulled some levers as the escape pod dropped. Pulling the steering wheel, Hazael flicked a switch and jets flamed out behind the escape pod as they propelled themselves through the sky, away from the elven ship.
“There we are,” Hazael said, breathing a sigh of relief. “And assuming they don’t catch us now and chase us down—which they shouldn’t—we’re home free.”
“Good thing,” Sereth said, stretching her limbs. “I grew tired of hiding out in that ship long ago.”
“Bringing Cortna didn’t help anything…” Hazael reminded her.
“I know,” Sereth said, sounding a bit exasperated. “But, I mean… I don’t know… I know it isn’t rational or anything, but…”
“I know,” Hazael said quietly. “But sometimes we must lay aside fears. Must accept logic.”
“I know…” Sereth said, biting her fingernails. “But… I don’t… I can’t trust anyone… I don’t know…!”
“Explanation not needed,” Hazael said. “I know how emotions trump logic.”
“Emotions aren’t trumping logic…” Sereth said. “It just… I don’t know…” She muttered something else but Hazael couldn’t catch it as they continued to move away from the airship. After ten minutes, when the elven airship was far out of sight, Hazael gave another released breath and pulled a lever to slow the escape pod down.
“Alright,” Sereth said. “We’re free from the ship. You want to input the coordinates of the rebel’s ship.”
“Yes…” Hazael said as he began typing in stuff to the small screen. “What are the current coordinates of the ship right now?”
“I believe it was last right above the previous human capitol…” Sereth said. “So somewhere around 200, 351. Once there, we can send out radar and communicate with the rebel ship and cue into it.”
“Sounds good.” Hazael typed in the coordinates and the ship rotated before rocketing out in another direction as they both relaxed in their seats, the ship moving forward over the ground as it moved toward the place of the ancient human capitol.
“So…” Hazael said. “How will you break it?”
“Excuse me?”
“How will you break it to Zarien?”
“Oh… you mean Cortna…”
“Yes. Did he not think you Cortna last time?”
“Yes…” Sereth said, her cheeks reddening at the scene. “I… I hadn’t realized then how close the two of them were… Hopefully Cortna will still be asleep when Zarien awakes so that the first thing he notices isn’t her, well, her problem.”
“Yes,” Hazael said. “Do you know where Xavier Team is?”
“Not the rest of them, no,” Sereth moaned. “If I did, I’d take him to them and not have to deal with what he’s going to say when he hears about Cortna. But they haven’t used their radios with the other team at all, so I haven’t been able to spy in on them... Which means we have to take him to the rebel base.”
“That’s bad?”
“Oh, I don’t care what happens to him when at the rebel base,” Sereth said. “I worry about what his reaction will be when he meets me and remeets Cortna. I mean… if he does like Cortna…”
“He’s won’t leave us alone, yes,” Hazael said. “And you don’t like it.”
“She’s my sister,” Sereth said, a bit defensively. “And I don’t want his affections to go elsewhere.”
A small smile grew on Hazael’s face. “I see. Well. Go on we must.”
"Go on we must,” Cortna agreed. And they flew forward through the sky.
Question of the Day: What will Zarien do/say when he awakes?
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