Trent was still on his chest with the pain of a heavy foot pressing down on a bruised back causing groans of pain to escape his lips. He made a face and heard the man speaking. "Sorry. I do not understand. Nope. I do not understand. Do not. Understand." He kept saying. He was being rather easy going about the fact that the guy was shouting at him. "Mhmm...and how does this make you feel?" he asked in a shrink sort of way. "I see. I see. How does this make you feel?" He asked. Rather lively despite the fact he was a prisoner with a gun to his head. He heard all the commotion going on outside the door. The man had other men at his side. He heard him yelling about everything being down and just grinned. He was the cause of that. The more he thought about it the more he realized that it was highly likely...he might have destroyed their computerized weapon frequencies. Um...oops? Nah. It was all good. Considering he was the prisoner he had no real caring that he messed with his enforced hosts computerware.<br/><br/>The door suddenly swung open wide. He looked up from the floor. "Ah. Look. The calvarly is here. Thank goodness. I don't think a second escape attempt would be possible. They don't seem stupid enough to supply things to invent with a second time. However, unintentionally provided it was." he said in an easy going way. He was nervous. You could hear it in his words. "Um...yeah...I am on the floor and I am not the enemy." he said as his gaze on their guns. "I am the caught while attempting escape hostage." He said in a rather eccentric sort of way. He was rather easy going and it took a lot to rattle his cage.<br/><br/>He looked up at them. "Hmmm...um...yeah. This would probably be a good time for me to mention that this area is about to go dark. Considering...I deactivated the entire bases security systems and alarms. The lights are in a slow motion shut down as I turned them off save for an escape path. And uh...right. I may have unintentionally fried my kidnappers weaponary computers and what not. Seeing as the invention to do all that from a control panel was highly unstable and powered by a taser."<br/><br/>Mere seconds later all but five circles of light went off. The rest of the base dark. Trent spoke up again. "Must be a bigger base than calculated." He heard Javier yell.<span style="color: #FFFF00">"Shut up you stupid inventor. You causing trouble since you get up. Just help us already and it be easier on you. We just gonna torture you more when we get rid of the trash." He said. Guns raising to point at the rangers.</span><br/><br/>Trent looked up. "Um...yeah...we've been over this. Your mixed dialect of chines all I understood was ultimate and its bad. Imma stick with no. not interested. Not going to help. Same answer as when you started two nights ago." He said as he yelped out in pain yet it cut off suddenly as he fought it. "Yeah...that hurts." He said in a pained voice.<br/><br/>He closed his eyes. "Well...if I was a betting man...I'd wager my money on the good guys. I put my money on the calvarly...winning." He let out a hiss of pain when the butt of the gun hit his head and his vision blurred. Right after gunfire started.