Twister went down like a sack of tatties, though what else he could have expected from that encounter was really beyond Volt. After all, he was a professional, no way he was going down to some touchy-feely numpty like that. 

[b]"Thanks for the assist Volt. Doc Ock there had my number."[/b] Said Bullseye.

"Anything for a pretty lassie!" Volt quipped, before realising what he'd just said and blushing furiously. These early successes were going to his head, it wasn't like him to be confident. [I]Cool it Casanova, thon poor lass nearly just got strangled oot five seconds ago. Sure she is'nae gonna appreciate yer clichéd lines after that.[/I] To make matters worse he could hear Silvertongue snickering down the radio. 

"Uh, ah should be getting after Apogee, could be anything in there, she'll be needing help nae doubt. Ye should stay here and catch yer bearings before doing nought else. Hold this dirt until the army catches up wi us," He pressed on before he said anything else stupid, making for the prison entrance Zenith's cousin had dissapered into seconds earlier. He wanted to wait and regroup with Sonja and Hot-Rod, hell Emmanuel even, but Emily had fired off ahead on her own, and even as tough as she was she couldn't do everything on her own. No, like it or not (He was edging out for not) he was the cavalry.

"Leaving so soon Blondie? No more smooth lines to unleash on your teamates," cackled Szymon, milking the situation for all it was worth. The Lightning-Slinger was really starting to regret ever bringing Silvertongue on board for this one. He plunged into the relative gloom of the prison, emergency lighting and the sounds of distant combat doing nothing to help his frazzled nerves. He delved deeper into the warren of empty corridors, unsure of were he was going. A high pitched scream sounded off to his left, Silvertongue gasping at the discordant note, and despite his better judgement he darted off in its direction. [i]Might nt be as bad as it sounds. Maybe someone just broke a nail. God ah hope someone just broke a nail![/i] 

The fight out in the courtyard had been bad, but this was terrifying. It was like a horror movie, each shadow hiding a potential killer. If only there was some way to know what he was headed for. When the idea came to him he couldn't believe he hadn't thought of it before. 

"Silvertongue, this is a prison right? Can ye no access tha feeds or something, gie me a heads up of whats out there?" He could almost hear Szymon sigh at his ignorance of computer sciences. 

"I can try, but it isn't as easy as you make it sound. If I can, and not saying I could, I could relate relevant info to you though. It is one of the most secure locations on the planet though, so I make no promises." 

"Oh aye, its feeling damn secure right now!" hissed Volt in reply, but he could hear Silvertongue's fingers dancing along his keyboard as he attempted to gain admittance to the system.