((OOC: Hey Divine, I'm adding a character to my roster to help explain why Wyatts is incarserated...I hope you don't mind...))<br/><br/>The computer terminal that Rubar had just obliterated was still sparking, but the sparks began to increase in frequency...their color also changed, from a bluish white to almost fusha. Suddenly a huge torrent of electricity surged from the console, gradually forming into the shape of a purple  anthro bunny. The being looked at the trashed computer, then sparked over to an adjacent console and activated it. Typing rapidly on the keyboard, her fingers leaving little scorch marks on the keys, she did a rapid search to find out what that console had been used for. She smiled as she read the result, unauthorized access to the jet sleds, tampering with the Muzak...but then here smile faded as she ran across the search on Dr. Wyatts. Who wanted to know about him? She was about to end her session when she felt another computer activate and begin another search on Wyatts, this time calling up just his room number.<span style="color: #FF00FF">&lt;Oh no, are they finally moving him!?! I have to stop it!!!&gt;</span>She dove into the console, not even caring that it also detonated like the one before. Once inside the com lines she raced as fast as she could to the active computer, then blew it as she flew out into the corridor, a smile on her face she saw the guard that accessed the information reel...<br/><br/>"Hope Zen got my message from that...that dragon-fox guy...", Rubar said to himself. He cursed his short term memory and stopped at another console, activating it and pulling up Wyatts' room number again. He was about to succeed in getting the number when the computer blew up. He stumbled backward, electricity trailing from his body as he regained his balance.<span style="color: #FF00FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">NO! I won't let you kill him!</span></span><br/>Rubar turned at the unexpected voice and was struck squarely in the chest with a bolt of purple lightning. He flew across the hall and slammed into the wall, the tiles spliting with his impact. On guard now, he drew his sword and waved it menacingly in front of himself. He still couldn't see clearly, his vision blurred by the electrical assault...