Rehabilitation (St)

Kris mumbled as he woke up, "Great... %#!@ patrol...." Kris pulled on his orange jump suit. He followed the guard to the kennels, they smelled. He grinned when he saw Pix, but saw the guard in the ill-fitting uniform, "Lay off the Donuts, yeah?" Kris grinned at his friend, "So. The Plan. What is it? And can I get my stuff back?"

Hugh climbed down the ladder into the tunnel. He flexed his hand and could already feel the tingle of his powers returning. They were at the extreme end of its range right now. He frowned when Kris asked his next question, "Stuff back? Okay, one; you got yourself caught and were dumb enough to have valuables on you? Two; we don't need your stuff right now. Three; I'm sure you knew two, why are you asking after your stuff?" Pix had to ask himself whether it was simple minded impatience, or if Kris wasn't going to honour the part of the agreement where they returned to jail.

Still, he inquired after the possibility from Viper's man, "Hey. Hey, Tex Mex! Does Viper have access to the prison lost and found box?"

He wasn't sure the Mexican understood him, "Leave. I finish work while you go."

Pix shrugged at Kris, "We'll take that as a no. What do you want from me Zero? Another brilliant plan to liberate your flashy swords? Buy new ones." As you could tell he was overflowing with sympathy, "And speaking of plans. The plan is to saboutage the street junction box for this neighbourhood. Naturally we'll need a delay so we can make it back to this kennel. Once the power goes out, they're gonna want to count us."

Kris crossed his arms, "Guild tech, irreplaceable." When Kris was told no he sighed and walked out, "Ok, what do you have in mind?" Pix always had a plan, so Kris didn't wanna step on his toes. He stretched as he walked to the junction box, it was nice to be out of the prison again. It got Kris thinking....