BZPRPG: Onu-Wahi

IC: Alfon"He won't." Alfon said with a mischievous grin, continuing to lead until he found a bar. Pushing the door open, he noticed that this place looked rather shady compared to the usual place but nonetheless, he entered and ordered himself a drink."We'll find him, don't worry."

IC: "Alright." Trakuda muttered nervously, not wanting to draw the attention of the rather frightening customers this place contained. He went to the bar and put his hands on the counter to get the attention of the barman, a horribly disfigured Skakdi."What'll it be vhen mate?" the Skakdi growled, clearly trying and failing to be friendly."Um, well, can I have a Martini?""Shaken or-""Shaken, not stirred." Trakuda replied. He remembered that had been Solia's favourite drink, then forced the thought from his mind as he paid for it and turned back to Alfon, drink in hand. The whole bar smelt of Pipe Weed and alcohol, intimidating the Matoran a little.

IC: AlfonWhen the bar tender returned with Alfon's alcoholic drink, the Toa of electricity took hold of the glass and stared at the funky looking liquid, wondering whether trying something new in such a location was a very good idea."Well little buddy, cheers. To the Island Liberation Squad." he said, turning to Trakuda and lifting his glass before taking a sip of his drink. His face seemed to spazz for a few seconds upon tasting such a foul drink, pushing the glass away from him with disgust.

IC: Trakuda did the same, and swished the drink into his mouth.And right back into the glass.This was not a normal drink."This is not a normal drink." he exclaimed.

IC: Alfon"Bartender, what kind of Muaka dung is this?" he asked in an irritated fashion, pointing at his and Trakuda's drink alternatively. The ugly Skakdi looked at him with loathing and looked as if he was about to kill Alfon, a feat attempted many times which never ended too well for both sides. As he spoke, foul smelling breath invaded the Toa's nostrils and he gagged slightly."Why that is a genuine shaken martini and that is...is....""I want my money back."Now the Skakdi really looked like he wanted to kill him and other customers at tables went silent and turned their heads menacingly their way."No refunds."

IC: Trakuda kept his hand near his sword as he looked around at the faces of the strange folk around them."What kind of customer service is that?"

IC: Chonn"Shut up and stop bothering me at this moment." Was all Chronn said is he still followed after Reich. It would take a lot to snap him out of hunting down and killing the Toa of sonics.

IC: Frustro"No point chasing him now." Frustro said, boredly. "He'll be back. Besides, he's too pathetic for you to waste your time on him."

IC: Alfon"The kind that'll get you killed if you don't shut up." the Skakdi threatened, leaning on the counter and looking at Trakuda right in the eyes."Well then, Trakuda, I believe our business is concluded here. I bid you farewell ugly." he declared, clapping his hands together and getting off his stool. The Toa offered a mocking hand to shake."Pleasure doing business with you."The bartender shook his hand, crushing it and making things for Alfon very painful until electricity coursed through his body, his entire body shaking before dropping unconscious behind the counter. Alfon leaned over and fiddled with the compartment holding all the widgets and put all of them in his pouch. He turned around with a proud smirk on his face."Well Trakuda, lets get out of he-"Alfon was interrupted as multiple customers at the bar suddenly charged at them, yelling their raging heads off with weapons out.

IC: ChronnThe always determined Chronn ignored the other being. He was still on Reich's trail. He had almost lost it a few times, but he had never lost track of his target. And he was still hunting down the mask using shapeshifter with one thing in mind, killing him violently.

IC: Frustro"I bet you could use a little help." Frustro called after Chronn.

IC: Trakuda instinctively drew his sword and cut cleanly through a wooden support strut, bringing a large amount of ceiling and a sink from upstairs crashing down on several of the customers."Let's get out of here!" Trakuda yelled over the mad screams and death threats.

IC: ChronnAnd still he was ignored. I was busy with something barely worth the time it would take to find and remove. I didn't have time for worthless conversation.

IC: Frustro"You're going the wrong way." Frustro pointed out. "He took a left turn, then a right. You're heading to the right. I heard where he went, his footsteps are easily distinguishable."

IC: Alfon"Right you are!" yelled Alfon, carelessly picking Trakuda up and putting him on his back piggy-back style, darting out of the bar and past crazed customers in a mad dash. He looked hyped up and rather distressed but at the same time, a nervous smile was spread across his face due to the adrenaline of the situation. Many people gave odd stares."They still following us?"

OOC: Chronn is following his natural electricity... he couldn't be going the wrong way if he wanted to be.IC: ChronnStill ignoring. Whoever he was, he could just go jump off a cliff somewhere. I was too busy to waste time on a worthless moron.

OOC: You said it was difficult to focus while holding the electric field. Therefore, he could have gotten two Matoran confused.IC: Frustro"Fine, go ahead, try to find him yourself. You're only going to get yourself killed."

OOC: Minor bunnying here is minor.IC: Trakuda looked over his shoulder as he gripped Alfon's, "Don't think so... Wait, there's a couple, but they don't see us." he then put on a voice that was higher pitched and posher. If Sat-Navs existed, he would be imitating one perfectly, "Turn, left."Alfon did so, and Trakuda hopped off his shoulders. After a short pause, he burst out laughing.

OOC: Minor bunnying is something I can tolerate so no worries.IC: AlfonAlfon leaned against the wall and slid down it, joining Trakuda in his laughter. The men chasing them ran right past the turn they should have taken which made the Toa laugh even further."Oh man, that was too good."

IC: "That was nuts," Trakuda breathed, each word interceded by laughing fits, "Blimey, suddenly attacking the Hive doesn't seem like a half-bad idea." his laughing slowly began to die down.

OOC: Indeed, but he didn't He didn't lose track of Reich.IC: ChronnI wasn't the one who was going to be killed. Reich had no idea what he had done. He had sent the messenger of death with a personal request, strait to me. And I, was going to give the -unpleasant- the death he deserved, his own.

IC: Alfon"Well, if we can survive a freakin' death storm Makuta sent at us, that crime lord whose name I forget, an infected Madrihk, Nui-Jaga and those crazy guys who attacked us because we wouldn't hand Voriki over, I'm pretty sure the hive's going to be a cakewalk." he said, his laughter dying down slowly.

OOC: I know where Reich went, though.IC: Frustro"Noticed how ineffective lightning's been against him yet?"

IC: Trakuda sighed, "Well, let's get back to Sulov's hut. Things to do, Rama to squash..."

IC: Alfon"Rama to fry." corrected Alfon, recalling the morning where they woke up to a freshly zapped Nui-Rama. Picking himself up, he began heading back to Sulov's hut."Being with the Liberation Squad's been a blast." he thought aloud.

IC: "Yeah." Trakuda agreed with a distant smile, "And to think I used to be an aimless wanderer. Now what I do matters. Can't imagine any other life, eh?"

IC: Alfon"Nope, couldn't imagine it any other way, buddy. What we do is dangerous, fun, exciting and the best part is that we're actually helping people in doing so." he said before staring at the still empty hut which earned him a groan of complaint."Wonder what's going on back home." Alfon wondered aloud, taking a seat on a nearby bench as he began to play with a bit of his wire, making odd shapes and patterns."Funny, how Pala-Koro's home now."

IC: "Never had a home before it, myself. What about you? I know you have a brother or two, so where are you guys from?" Trakuda asked. He had never really found out much about his friends' pasts, which he was surprised by.

IC: Alfon"Le-Koro although we were kind of poor so it was rough. Nothing really interesting except the fact that one day, three Toa stones showed up on our doorstep, making a lot of things possible for us."

IC: "Wow, really? Just like that? Sounds pretty cool, did you ever find out who sent them? Or did they just turn up?" Trakuda questioned further, intrigued.

IC: Alfon"That still remains a mystery to me, Trakuda, even today. Sometimes I think about it when I go to sleep. Not every day you hear about three Toa stones just magically showing up on your doorstep, not to mention finding one at all."

IC: "There are things I don't understand about life, either. Like why so many foreigners lost their memories. I guess all we can do is get on with our lives." he shrugged, "That's my resolution from now on. Never look back."

IC: Alfon"That's a very good resolution you've got there." Alfon commented. "You think this island stands any chance against Makuta?"OOC: Did you enter Trakuda in that contest Nuju/Mothra was hosting?

OOC: Yeah, but I doubt he's going to win IC: "I think it would if it had unity. Sure, everyone, even the bad guys have a sense of duty or destiny. But it's unity we need. If we stand as individuals, we're no match for him, but as one, nothing can stop us." Trakuda replied, unintentionally deep and emotional.

IC: [uyism]A hole promptly appeared in the ground, and Uyism emerged, her armour caked with dirt."Buh," she muttered as she walked out onto the street once more.

IC: Alfon"Right-o, Trakuda, you've got it spot on. I think being the squad's diplomat would suit you well now that I really think about it. Philosophical, inspirational, smart and whatnot but I must say, you do make a great lumberjack."

IC: "I could do both. I could be the very first ever lumbermat!" Trakuda announced proudly, putting his hands on his hips jokingly.

IC: AlfonAlfon held his chin in his hands and looked at nowhere in particular, grinning as if he was thinking of something funny."Lumbermat, eh? I like that...Trakuda the Lumbermat..."

IC: "Or diplojack or something." Trakuda continued to muse as they waited for Sulov to return.

IC: Alfon"Diplojack, lumbermat, same thing...I believe we are in the midst of discovering a new profession in life, Trakuda, we'll be famous and possibly rich...Nah, I'm just pulling your tail right now."