Please rescue me - thieves honour

"Well you could say that" and with that he transfered his files to Tria's
programme. He faded out for a moment as the files were moved over. Tria's face
changed, the features became more evil and the eyes redened
"No, not Tria" Tara whispered...
Evil Phil began to laugh when.
"Oh you!"
Phil turned to hit over the head very hard with a chair.
Fingers had come back and was looking very disappointed at the fact he was now
hold only the legs of a former, now fire wood, chair and the hologram was still
standing.
"Damn it for feeling so guitly!" Fingers muttered as he ducked the holowhip.
"Hah, missed me!"
Evil Phil didn't miss a second time and Fingers got the shook of his life since
his wet clothing made the impact of the holowhip so much worse.
Fingers dived out of the way as the hologram lashed out again and this time he
was ready. He pulled out the powerful electronic magnet he used for dealing
with certain locks and threw it at the hologram.
The magnet struck the hologram and he flickered for a moment and then
disappeared.
Fingers dashed over to the Tara and began to untie her.
"Sorry about before." Fingers told Tara.
(Over to you Tara)