<strong>Name:</strong>Sard/Slake<br/><strong>Location: Prison Room</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Black Diamond, Topaz<hr/><br/>The Sard known as Slake was frustrated indeed. Most gems typically had quite the tendency to avoid him and even as they did interact with him, they were smart enough to give him space and control or some other form of respect. He couldn't trust any other gem; what with their worthless little minds trying to fiddle with his plans. Slake had his plans nicely wrapped up, tidied, and precise to the very second he started them. Other gems didn't and when he heard the rebels begin their chaotic scuffle, Slake only felt his suspicions to be confirmed.<br/><br/>That was the price he paid to work with other gems.<br/><br/>How he had gotten the gems on the ship was another story as the rebels had very little hand in his perfect plan. All the rebels had to do was remaining still and shut up, something he was used to telling other gems. When they finally gathered in their supply boxes, he had them put on the ship like the unsuspecting prison warden he made himself out to be. As risky as it was not informing the rebels of his identity, he couldn't risk any information coming out and hurting him. If these rebels failed, then they would fail without ever knowing the very Sard that set the operation into motion.<br/><br/>Once the volume from the outside the prison room reached critical mass, Slake came up to the very door they were breaching and set several barriers up before turning back around to the far end. The moment he turned, the soldiers parted to give him a safe passage through the far end door. Slake made sure these gems knew their place around him, after all.<br/><br/>The fighting quickly spread upon his departure and all Slake had to do was remain in his bunker room while everything finished up. The shouts and screams did little to affect his work and before long, the fighting was slowing to a crawl. Now there was footsteps, hurried and confused movements that indicated unfamiliarity. The rebels had won and soon enough, they were at his door.<br/><br/>When he stood up, he moved for the bunker to open the door without a fight. Just as he did so, however, it seemed as though fate was looking to punish him in some petty manner. An explosion rocked the ship, originating from the engine. Being so close to the engines, Slake's room bucked him off his feet and had him slamming face first into the wall.<br/><br/>Blackness . . .<br/><br/>All until . . . actually, he couldn't determine how long it had been. Everything around him was in ruins, but a shard of reflective material showed a crack on his gem. He didn't even think twice before reached up for his face and within minutes, he had the crack disappear. The door was not looking to be cooperative, so he opened up the hull and stepped out. Sand met his feet, his gem gazing upon the strange sight before him. Then there was Black Diamond and a Topaz that probably came from the rebel force.<br/><br/>"What an odd sight," Slake asked looking towards the Topaz, "I haven't seen your gems in ages . . . well, aside from your corpses, that is."