[center][h2]Street Side- The Narrows[/h2]

[i]CollectorOfMyst[/i] 

Markus

Day 1, Afternoon[/center]

“Disconnecting, retreating in ten.”

...Right. With that, Markus began frantically checking all the lists he could think of, to make sure nothing was awry. Once he was sure of that, he initiated his system shut down. And as the last light blinked out, he remembered one little detail...

Miriam had a communicator. Not a neural implant, like the last few djinni he'd worked with. Admittedly, the last djinn he'd worked with had been a criminal, but... well, he was past that now. He needed to think of something, [i]fast[/i].

And, as his limited electronics knowledge flew through his head in a fraction of a second, he figured it out. He still needed a conduit - something any of the possibly more powerful electrical discharges would arc towards.

Deploying his skates, he pushed himself off the wall with one arm, kicking the dazed Stygian Miriam had tossed back at them in the head as he passed. He was aware of a few shots of gunfire ricocheting off the walls around him, but none were close enough for him to be concerned about.

"Ma'am." he said hurriedly, skidding to a halt. "I've initiated a wireless electrical overcharge. I don't think you should be wearing your communicator for much longer, if you catch my meaning. Just - throw it as close to the Stygians as you can and the lightning will do the rest."