[b][u]Tower[/u][/b]

          "Do I have any ideas,... I do actually." He said as he moved over pressing down on his com and then putting it on speaker. "Hey Craig,... Why don't you go and inform Gwen here your plan of getting Tristan off planet." He said placing the comm down. 

       He was happy that Gwen confirmed that Silvia was doing well. He knew she was,... He had faith in her abilities to survive. Even if he took steps and thoughts of what if's. He then thought of Tristan. "I most certainly would enjoy throwing him into the shuttle that would take him to the prison planet. I suppose watching it would be just as good." He then looked to Gwen and saluted with his fingers. "I suppose I should go and watch the girls." 

    He said as he proceeded to leave. Despite Silvia being in the mine the day was starting to look up. Tristan is being sent to a prison colony. He was being Transferred. Earth should be better for me. Hope Silvia understands. With the way I have been she should have no problems saying no. His stomach growled. "Man I could use a double bacon cheese burger right now.." He said.

[b][u]The Mines[/u][/b]


     He looked to the hand print and smiled shrugging. Maybe he was a little rough when he did that but he had to get her out and in the safe room. He hoped it would go away soon. He had his reputation to up hold. Yet here he was holding a gun and she was right there trying to help him with the weapon. The way she moved was as if she was trying to invite him in. he couldn't afford that right now. Maybe if his people changed their views about women then maybe. Silvia was not just any woman either. She was a talent,... a stigma hard to wash away from his people. He stepped away and nodded to her as she asked him if he understood everything. "Yeah I understand now" He answered. He began to follow the steps she showed him powering it on. Lets just hope he didnt have to use it. He grabbed a bottle and opened it taking a drink. He looked at the black crystal and nodded interesting. Not that he cared or anything. I mean its just a fucking rock. The GTC wanted them though for their talents. From the way ot sounds this will be one they dont get.

    So there was a little Resistance happening right here on the planet. He shrugged,... Nothing wrong with it really he hate GTC just as much as anyone else. He was a little worried about his people. What if this resistance brings a war here and his people get caught in the cross fire. He didnt like it very much the idea. The only way he could see them surviving is if he convinced his people that they would need to use technology like this to stand a chance. 

    That Stigma would be easier to wash away then convincing thwm their fears were no longer valid in the talents.
   
     He sighed and laughed at the idea of teaching her... "Yeah sure good one. We get out if here alive and I just might." He said. "So where we going now?"