[b][center]Commissary of the Altenia Tower[/center][/b]

	Over on the 25th floor people that had done what they could and were awaiting for news of what was going on with the Mines and Silvia were sitting down and eating; many of them starving from not having food supplies for so long. Most of them going back for seconds and thirds. Though some could not bring themselves to eat just yet, especially the group that had been Silvia down in the repair docks the night before. They were worried to the point that their appetite was gone. 

	“You think she is okay?” one of the men asked another he was sitting next to, just pushing his food around on his plate before dropping it into the food and shoving it away from himself. The other shrugged lightly, not sure how to answer the question. He had no idea if she was alright or not but he couldn’t bring himself to think she was gone.

	“She fine, you see she move help Master Ailen. Blink!” an old woman said as she snapped her fingers. “She gone and then blink,” another snap of the fingers. “She back. She fine, she move before rock hit. She fine,” she woman kept repeating. The others around her nodded and tried to force a smile. 

	“Old lady might be bat crazy but she has a point. A little mine collapse couldn’t take her out…. Could it?” another said and they just shrugged again before going silent and trying to force themselves to eat.

	Over in a corner with a couple of bowls of soup on the table in front of them were the Twins, just sitting there and eating casually as if they had not a care in the world. They had other things on their minds but their task was complete. Now they just had to wait again. 

	[i]”Now?”[/i]

	[i]”Now.”[/i]

[b][center]Mor Of The Altenia Tower[/center][/b]

	A few flickers happened and then the monitors of the security cameras came back to life. Craig spun around and slid his chair over quickly. “How the hell,” he muttered as he started to search for the Twins. It took a few minutes of checking floors but he finally located them. “Ailen, they’re in the commissary…eating…” he said in a confused voice as he leaned back in his chair for a minute and rubbed his chin before sitting back up and trying to access anything that may have been caught when the monitors were down.

	It was useless though, it hadn’t been the monitors that had been cut but the entire security loop. Sighing deeply he brought up the footage of the Mor right before the monitors went out and zoomed in on the Twins. He couldn’t find anything that proved that they had been the reason the loop went out but he did see them look at each other and smile right before it happened. It wasn’t anything that would hold up but it was enough to let his gut know they were up to something. Just what that was he had no idea but it needed to be figured out before anything else went wrong.


		[b][center]Tristans Quarters[/center][/b]

		Tristan stood at the window of his private quarters with a cold smirk on his lips as he heard the alarm go off and the announcement. Looking in the direction of the mines the expression on his face was one of pride and revenge. “That’s step one bitch, let’s see you get out of this one,” he said as he turned away from the window and paced around his quarters lost in thought of what his next move would be. He may be locked up he thought to himself but he had his ways. 

             His reach was far more than just his mind or physical body and as far as he was concerned it would take a lot more than some mere Earth Talent to keep him where he was for long. He knew if Silvia was not found they would have to let him out eventually to run the Tower, even if that was under guard. He didn’t care, his first move was to get out of his quarters and he was well on his way there. 


[b][center]Deep In The Crystal Mines of Altenia[/center][/b]

		Silvia was stumbling around in the dark; what power there had been was now gone. The air was quickly growing stale and the estimations they have made outside of the mines was completely miscalculated. The mine shaft had lost much more space and since the ventilation fans had already been out, there was little to no fresh air left even before the collapse. This combined with the fact that she was in a part of the mine now that was not even on the charts, she doubted they would find her even if they did dig everything out of the way.

		Gwen and Silvia had agreed a long time ago that no matter what happened, that Gwen would never reveal what the Resistance was up to no give any clues to anyone where they were or what they were up to.  She just hoped that Marx would keep his mouth shut but she knew how he felt about her and knew that he would let those feelings get in the way. For Marx there wasn’t a greater good anymore. He just protected her, that was his only focus. 

		Trying to take a breath she slowly slid down the wall of the mine shaft and stared off into the darkness; feeling as if she was at the end of herself. She was trying to hold onto to the good, the good she couldn’t see right then. With everything that was happening she was losing hope. Closing her eyes she wondered if Ailen was okay, after what he had said the night before, if he was able to keep a clear head through all this. If Marx lost it she couldn’t afford Ailen to and vice versa. One of them needed to keep their head in the game. They were the only two she trusted. 

		The lights were out all around her but she knew she had to move. Slowly she concentrated weak from the throw of the earlier to save the group as best she could. A soft glow started to emanate from her hand and cut through the darkness. Her other hand balled up in the ground below, sand running through the fist that she made. She was growing colder and feeling like she was slipping away. Taking a few long deep breaths she forced herself to her feet and pushed deeper into the mine shaft. She was determined to get out of there one way or another. 

		“Like hell I went through all this just to die in some fucking mine shaft,” she muttered to herself. “I just have to get through the day,” she said trying to cheer herself up as she kept stumbling through the mines; finally making her way back to the room where she had meet with Gwen, the door was closed tight though and with the power out she couldn’t enter a code to get it open.  Sliding down onto her knees she rested one hand on the cold door. “I should have stayed in bed today.”


[b][center]Outside The Crystal Mines Of Altenia[/center][/b]

	Gwen smirked as the Jun’Krama put the man in his place. “Perhaps if he keeps it up I could put him in his place and really give him some permanent shame,” she said as she eyed the one that kept giving the Jun’Krama problems before turning her attention back to the mines. Gwen and Marx continuing to add reinforcing beams to the mine shaft as the Brax’Na worked. 

	Marx remained quiet, just concentrating on doing what he could to help. Then he saw it in the dirt under some rocks that had been removed. “Everyone step back,” he said as he ran to where they had cleared. Reaching down he touched a dark substance that was pooling from under a large boulder. Reaching down he touched it, it was warm still. Sighing as he lifted his fingers up and it showed red against his skin. “I think we found Trevor,” he said with a sigh and lowered his head before stepping back and letting the Brax’Na get back to work. His crushed body would be revealed soon enough.