BZPRPG: Le-Wahi

IC: Colx (Le-Koro Fitness Center)

"Hmm?" Colx said to himself, as he thought he saw something in the corner of his eye when he entered his gym. Did a leaf just flutter by? No, wait, it was an actual person. A very unassuming, almost too average Le-Matoran was waving at him from the waiting bench.

Colx nodded quietly as he approached the Matoran, noting his armaments with a hint of an amused snicker.

"So, Mr. What can I do you for?" he asked, pipe cluttering in his teeth.

IC:

Was he being sarcastic with that question? He had to be. It should have been obvious to him why Feijen was there with his weapons, to train, obviously, obviously; perhaps he was just trying to be a jokester or something like that. It's always possible. Humour was always a good thing. Feijen raised an eyebrow, a smile appearing on his face to match the smile that came with the Skakdi's snicker, almost a smirk, and distinct from his more natural smile.

"Well, that depends on whether or not you're the owner of the establishment I'm currently sitting near," Feijen replied, gesturing to the gym. "If you are, then you can help me train; if you aren't, then you can hopefully direct me to the Skakdi who is the one named Colx, eh?" Feijen's smile grew, for a moment, before subsiding again. Feijen didn't smile much. He trained. Feijen trained himself and protected his Koro.

IC: Colx (Le-Koro Fitness Center)

"If you're looking for training, you've come to both the right place and Skakdi. Yep, I'm Colx, and this here's my Gym."

"If you're looking for a spar, then I'd be happy to oblige, although I don't think it would be a very long one." Colx continued, silently thanking whatever great gods might be up there for the fact that the Matoran didn't speak treespeak.

IC:

Feijen raised one of his eyebrows in curiosity. "What makes you think it wouldn't be a particularly long spar, if I may ask?" he asked, the curiosity shown in his expression showing again in his voice. Feijen wondered what made the Skakdi think it wouldn't be lengthy at all...perhaps he was just overconfident. Many Rahi could be. So too could some criminals. Overconfidence seemed overcommon.

IC: Colx (Le-Koro Fitness Center)

"I'll refrain from giving an opinion until after we've gone through with it. I know that appearances can be deceiving, but that doesn't necessarily mean they are." Colx replied as he opened the door and led the way inside.

The gym was vacant, although Colx expected it to soon fill up again now that he was back. The Matoran presumably followed behind him.

"Didn't get your name, by the way" he mumbled as he gestured at a row of mats lined neatly about midway across the gym's main area.

IC:

"Feijen," Feijen supplied, quickly walking over towards the area that had been pointed out for him. Setting down his satchel and its currently-extraneous miscellaneous items, he grabbed his spear, unsheathing it. The long, slim head of the spear, with its dual-toned body and obviously-sharp edges, reflected the light in the gym rather well, owing this in part to the polish applied to it, and to the oil that protected it. Short, even for most Matoran, the spear only reached Feijen's height, from butt to tip; but that was perfect for Feijen. He left his sword sheathed at his waist, turning to the Skakdi presently his opponent.

Feijen looked forward to a good little training spar.

IC: Colx (Le-Koro Fitness Center)

"Not bad" Colx admitted, studying the weapon as he put his zamor launcher away. His hand disappeared in the armory locker again before finally emerging with his trusted spiked club.

"Mine is bigger, yours is longer," Colx observed as he discarded his pipe, "this actually ought to be interesting"

He coughed up a last puff of remaining pipe smoke, before fixing his gaze on Feijen, his clawlike fingers and toes alike visibly twitching.

IC:

Feijen set himself into a ready position, his hands on the haft of his spear, his body shifted to present the smallest target to the Skakdi possible.

"I'm waiting on you, you know."

IC: Colx (Le-Koro Fitness Center)

Colx nodded as he shifted into his own stance, raising his club as a makeshift shield, taking a moment to consider the scene. He had size, power and more leverage, Feijen had range and more than likely speed on his side.

"I'll have to let him come to me" Colx realized, as he feigned an above swing at Feijen.

IC: Karata - Le-Koro Bright-Star Inn

"Alright team," Karata says loudly, unceremoniously, interrupting members of her squad. She smiles as she stops, her leather boots padding into place on the wooden floor, "Lunch is on me today." She looks from member to member, "Got an assignment from Akiri Kongu he wants us to start before the sun sets so we're going to have to make this pretty quick.

"Where's the rest of the team? I'd like to get you guys fed while I prep our supplies."

IC (Hoka)

The Bright-Star doorway was briefly half-filled by a sturdy Matoran form as Hoka entered the inn. Her golden eyes flickered from the bar to the tables and booths, then brightened as she recognized some familiar faces. Her footsteps went unheard, masked by the chatter of conversation and the distant clash of plates from the kitchen, and she walked up in time to hear the tail end of Karata's announcement.

"I'm here, Captain," she said, saluting. "Sorry if I kept you waiting."

IC:

"Wha?" Atea asked, suddenly refocusing her wandering attention in the inn.

IC: Chivinix

Chivinix proceeded to look around the village though his eyes lit upon one of the largest buildings. It appeared to be an inn of some sort though Chivinix himself had not the foggiest idea what an inn even was but he knew it was worth checking. As he walked up the steps he recieved very odd looks from the matoran outfront. I mean which is understandable since how often does a voritxx sized insectoid walk into the city? Though he ignored the looks and just continued towards the doorway. With a final push he moved into the bright-star Inn and stood right there in the doorway so out of place, like a matoran in a village of Skakdi.

OOC: Chivinix is open for interaction inside the Bright-star inn.

OOC: Mind if I take up on the offer, Vox?

IC Viima

(Le-Koro, Bright Star Inn):

One of the Matoran at the inn was an athletic-looking Le-Matoran with an Akaku, sitting at a table surrounded by empty bottles. It was clear he had been drinking a lot. While the place was otherwise crowded, no one was sitting with Viima.

"Heeeey", he called out to Chivinix in a drunk voice. "Here's a place free... you can sit, right here. I don't mind. I'm very social."

OOC: Don't mind at all.. Though if anyone else wants to join in the rp with chivinix i have no problem since i imagine icly people would be curious about a vortixx-sized insectoid

IC: Chivinix

Chivinix peered down at the drunk le-matoran though he did sit down across from him

"If you are why is no one else sitting with you?"

However given his wings he hand to wrap them around himself to compensate for the lack of wing space in the chair.

IC Viima

(Le-Koro, Bright-Star Inn):

"Cause no one likes me", Viima said and downed another pint of Kuja beer. He was clearly upset about something. "Say, you look weird... or maybe it's just the alcohol doing tricks on me?"

IC: Chivinix

Chivinix sighed as he heard this though he merely nodded

"Chivinix is new to here. Everyone says he looks weird."

IC Viima

(Le-Koro, Bright-Star Inn):

"Here, have a beer", Viima said, pushing a pint to Chivinix. "It'll help you forget your problems. Works for me."

IC: Chivinix

Chivinix hesitantly sniffed at the beer however when he took a sip he proceeded to begin coughing loudly as if he was choking on the drink itself.

IC Viima

(Le-Koro, Bright-Star Inn):

"Ah, I see your problem", Viima said. "But it's easy to fix it. The funny thing about alcohol is that the more you drink it, the better it'll work for you. So get practising, and tell me who you are, where you come from and stuff like that."

IC: Ludvin

The Teal Matoran arrived back in his home village. He took a big breathe, and was off to find someone to chronicle.

IC: Chivinix

Chivinix peers down at the drink again and against his better judgment he tries again yet with a similar result. He slams the mug on the table and sighs

"Chivinix does not need drink."

IC Viima

(Le-Koro, Bright-Star Inn):

"Maybe not, but you do", Viima said with a chuckle. Chuckle became laughter which lasted for about three seconds. "Aaaanyway...", he said and wiped his mask. "You got any ex-girlfriends?"

IC: Chivinix

Chivinix looked utterly confused and he merely shook his head

"What is a girl friend?"

IC Viima

(Le-Koro, Bright-Star Inn):

"A female who breaks hearts and runs around killing people of political importance", Viima said casually. A waiter arrived at the table with five shots.

"Merry job!" Viima shouted and took the shots. He gave one to Chivinix. "So you don't like beer, that's fine. Me neither. The real treat here is the shots! Go ahead, try one. Be sure to drink it all in one gulp, otherwise it's just *burp* nasty."

IC: Chivinix

Chivinix seemed more confused as ever by viima's words though as he looked down at the shot he took a long breath and then chugged it. There was a moment of 'weird taste look' and then he leaned forward and clutched at his stomach as pain ripped through his body emanating from his stomach.

IC Viima

(Le-Koro, Bright-Star Inn):

While Chivinix clutched his stomach, Viima downed one of his shots. His face was sour for a few seconds before relaxing again. "Oh yeah, I just remembered I shouldn't do this", he said. He looked at Chivinix, who was obviously having trouble coping with the alcohol. "You ok dude?"

IC: Chivinix

Chivinix managed to finally regain his breath though he took his mug from earlier and seemed to cough something into it. It appeared to be a blackish glob of goo. He looked at Viima and shoot his head

"Chivinix.. can't drink this."

OOC: Incase it was not obvious Chivinix's body can not process alcohol so it was essentially acting like a poisonous substance to his body.

IC Viima

(Le-Koro, Bright-Star Inn):

"Huh, who's Chivinix?" Viima asked and downed another shot. "Ay..."

IC: Chivinix

Chivinix pointed at himself

"I am Chivinix."

IC Viima

(Le-Koro, Bright-Star Inn):

"Ah, Chivinix, you're Chivinix, that's great!" Viima chuckled loudly and reached out over the table to shake Chivinix's hand, but instead tumbled face first on the table, spilling the rest of his shots. He stood there, face down, for a few moments until he managed to lift his head. "I've got to stop doing this", he said a voice gruffier than usual. "I can't let those goofs get to my head."

IC: Chivinix

For the first time in his entire life a single smile came over chivinix's face and Karzahni just froze over because of it. However it was quickly replaced by curiosity

"Who are Goofs?"

IC Viima

(Le-Koro, Bright-Star Inn):

"You don't want to know", Viima said, though he proceeded to explain anyway, rising to a sitting position on the table. "There's this ex-girlfriend Surina, you see, and this mer... merc... merk... something something Skakdi. What was his name? Oh yeah, Tivanu, right. We met when he put his foot on my face, you know. Isn't that kinda funny?"

More drunken laughter escaped from Viima. He was a happy drunk, and a talkative one too. He seemed to enjoy blabbing on about his life.

"I could see in between his toes", Viima continued, barely able to contain himself. He found it hilarious. "And he has this big bird with him, too. Don't ask me which pet store sells those, I wouldn't know. And me and them went together... no wait, I forgot my favorite! How could I forget Orderin, he was such a cool guy. He would always know what to do."

Viima calmed down.

"Yep, those goons. If I think about them I get sad, then angry, then I need a beer and then I start talking to winged people."

IC: Chivinix

Chivinix seemed to consider this though his eyes roamed over the form of Viima

"Did you fight against the Skakdi or take it like a weakling?"

IC Viima

(Le-Koro, Bright-Star Inn):

"Fighting Skakdi is what I do", Viima said. He crawled closer to Chivinix and whispered: "I became his friend for a short time, though. It's a secret, don't tell anyone. I don't want anyone to think I'm still friends with a Skakdi. Cause it's not true, really. Trust me, learned that the hard way."

Viima looked over Chivinix. "Uh, can you tell me what I'm talking to? Are you a Vortixx? A Lesterin? A Rahi? Please tell me you're not a Skakdi, I'd really hate to be your enemy."

IC: Chivinix

Chivinix arched his brow though he quickly shook his head

"What is a Vortixx and lesterin? And Chivinix is a Chivinix..."

IC Viima

(Le-Koro, Bright-Star Inn):

Viima let out a noise that sounded like a sigh and grunt combined.

"Well, you look like Chivinix alright", he said absent-mindedly, looking at the freakish amalgation in front of him. "I'd have to be sober to understand you though. I'm starting to see things doubled."

Viima frowned at the four arms that seemed to be connected to two limbs. "Neat trick. I could swear you come from another world but you speak my language. Or maybe I speak yours? Gah, I need a drink..."

IC: Chivinix

Chivinix shook his head

"Chivinix's creator taught chivinix's kind language.. He said we may need it one day."

IC Viima

(Le-Koro, Bright-Star Inn):

"Creator? I can see you value your family a lot. I mean, I loved my mum and dad but I didn't exactly call them creators... your parents still alive? Cause mine aren't. Don't be sorry, I've got over..."

Viima spotted a Le-Matoran waitress and waved. "Hey honey, you got more Kuja beer?"

The waitress gave Viima a hard look. "Bite wood, Viima, you've had enough for tonight."

"The waitresses get nicer every day, don't they?" Viima said to Chivinix.

IC: Chivinix

Chivinix shook his head as he heard his though the waitress gave Chivinix a look of confusion

"Chivinix had no parents.. Chivinix was made along with other chivinix, in a dark place."