BZPRPG: Ta-Wahi

IC: Tawara, Ta-KoroTawara lowered her bow, but said: "You said you'd eat me, didn't you? I'd be crazy to trust you..." Then she noticed Jikal's strange appearance."Why are you... green?"OOC: Is the Turaga still alive?

OOC: Yeah, he's fine.IC: Jikal"I didn't say trust him." Jikal closed his eyes, and when he opened them, they were their normal blue again. His Mark stopped glowing. "But we do have a deal with him." He was rather obviously dodging her question.

IC: Tawara, Ta-Koro "FIne. Let's get out of here. And bring Turaga over there, I guess, since..." Tawara nodded in KuAnLo's direction. Jikal obviously didn't want to answer her question about his eyes' sudden color change. Well, let him keep his secrets, at least until we come to an inn, she thought. It's not as if I don't have my own.

IC: Kitsune, Ta-KoroKitsune was happy to see that the rest of the gang members were subdued, and she followed after Jikal and Tawara. "After that... beast, I'm not sure I'm hungry." She said. "Seeing a cannibal has that effect on you."

IC: JikalJikal turned. "You there. The Turaga. Run. Get out of here. Go to the Lavapool Inn, they have a hospital set up there." The Turaga nodded, shaking with fear, before hurrying in the opposite direction. he turned back, and started to walk away. "Tawara, I promise to explain, but not here."He grimaced at Kitsune's comment. "I'm trying not to think about it."

IC: Tawara, Ta-KoroTawara followed the others. "So, where are we gonna go now?" she asked.

IC: Gunner - Magma LoungeGunner smirked, "One of our many endearing qualities, ma'am. You'll find that we have so, so many more."-Void

IC: JikalJikal scooped up his cloak and sword. "To the Inn. At the very least, out of this neighborhood."IC: SongSong chuckled. "Is that so? Well I look forward to finding out what they are."

IC: Gunner - Magma LoungeGunner gave a hearty laugh, a very rare occasion with him. Mainly, he just chuckled darkly, like he was picturing your death in gruesome detail."Well then, you'll certainly enjoy your stay," he said, before removing his hat, and idly brushing some dust and dirt off of it.-Void

IC: Tawara, Ta-KoroNight was approaching, and the sky over Ta-Koro glowed a brilliant shade of fuchsia. The trio left the unpleasant neighborhood where they had encountered the gang and thankfully encountered no trouble along the way. Eventually, they made it back to the cobbled square where Tawara had joined them."Where is the Lavapool Inn, anyway?" asked Tawara.OOC: They never did find the restaurant.

IC: Jikal"Right over here." Jikal pointed to a building nearby. "It's also serving as a makeshift hospital since the real one was destroyed."IC: SongSong grinned. "It'll certainly be more enjoyable than being a teacher."

IC: Gunner - Magma LoungeGunner grinned, "Quite, ma'am. Though I admit, I've never really seen the appeal of teaching, to be frank."-Void

IC: SongSong shrugged. "It's tolerable for short stretches. I taught both combat, and more scholarly fields." She grinned. "The one my students dreaded wasn't the one you'd expect."

IC: Tawara, Ta-Koro"Let's get inside, then. It's getting dark." She pushed open the door of the Inn and entered the building, and Jikal and Kitsune followed.OOC: Since you're the RPG veteran here, I'll let you describe the Lavapool Inn (sorry if that's annoying, I just don't want to write something about it that is obviously untrue).

OOC: I don't think I can be called a veteran just yet, but I'll gladly do the job.IC: JikalThe Inn looked for all the world like a refugee camp. There were makeshift hospital beds set up in one corner for the injured, and the tables were packed with beings, most of which looked like they hadn't slept in days. Doctors and nurses made their rounds, checking on patients even as the Inn staff tried to keep people fed. The lighting was relatively bright, and the room smelled like cooking food.Jikal scanned the room. "Where are they..... They were here earlier......"

OOC: Well, you're more of a veteran than me.IC: Tawara, Ta-KoroTawara didn't seem surprised by the large numbers of sick and injured who crowded the inside of the Inn."Who are 'they'?" she asked.

OOC: Point taken.IC: Jikal"The people I was traveling with." Jikal answered. "If they left without me I will give them so much karz...."

OOC: And one of those people is dead...tee hee. xDIC-Grochi:"So, Song," Grochi began, "Do you have any experience with working on a ship? What exactly would you prefer as your job, and what would you work best at?" He looked over at Raknar, smiling. "I think I'll be in charge of the recruiting department from now on, Cap'n," he said then.

IC: Tawara, Ta-Koro"If they left without you, you prob'ly won't be able to give them any karz," pointed out Tawara. "But you could ask some of these people if they've seen your friends," she said, waving her hand in the general direction of the Lavapool Inn's patrons. "Who were you trav'ling with?"OOC: I think I'm beginning to figure out how Tawara's accent works.

IC: JikalJikal shook his head. "If they were still here I'd know. They weren't a small or quiet group." He grinned. "But I know where they were headed."IC: Song"I don't have any practical experience on a ship, but I have read up on the subject extensively." Song replied. "As for wha I'd be best at, I'll leave that call to you. I'm well versed in academics, and when it come to combat I prefer either close combat or midrange."

IC: "Where?" asked Tawara. "And you're smiling again," she couldn't resist adding.OOC: Last post for today.

IC: Jikal"That I am." Jikal replied. "They are headed to a specific location in Ga-Wahi."

IC: [stronin]Stronin took drink, nodded to the bartender and his employer, before quickly tipping the fluid down his throat. Heat promptly seared through his body, and he began coughing as it flowed into his chest."Mata Nui my throat. It burns."

OOC: Sorry for the delay. Finally found the time to RP a bit. But I have some art that needs to be finished within the next three days, so I am under slight bit of pressure.IC:Sisk was surprised by the sudden desperate sound in Kol's voice. "What do you talk-mean?"The Le-Matoran looked into Kol's eyes. "Who made what bad-mistake?"He wasn't sure if this was just the shock from the hospital's destruction taking effect or if Kol was referring to something else. But from the tone in his voice, Sisk hoped it was the former. He felt he had had his share of terrible revelations the past few days.

IC - Kol Uskey - Talking"They let 'em live. While 'e's alive, 'e'll come after us." he explained, still appearing terrified.He showed the Le-Matoran his fingers. Frostbite to completion. A slash in his hamstring that looked infected."'e destroyed tha' 'ospital. But ya' still don't know what 'e's capable of."

IC: MixmasterThe large Skakdi sat in the corner of the Inn, cleaning his teeth with a large knife. His rifle was strapped to his back along with his two broadswords. An empty cup was in his clawed hand, and he looked rather relaxed.The Inn that the Skakdi was in looked more like a hospital than anything else. Beds and chairs were filled with wounded, while nurses and doctors rushed between them.Surprizingly, no one payed attention to the being code named Mixmaster, and he liked it that way.OOC: Open for interaction.

IC: ​Mixmaster's peace was interrupted by a vicious growl, and Hatchet appearing in front of him, soon to be followed by Crankcase, who nodded at him, "Mixmaster. We meet again."

IC: Mixmaster"What to you want?" he stated flatly.The large Skakdi looked down towards the two, a little more than annoyed for them disturbing him. He spotted the damage done to them and asked, "What happened to you two this time?"

IC: "Fight. Ga Wahi." Crankcase replied simply, implying that he never wanted it mentioned again. He changed the subject in saying, "What happened to the Order? And that Naryth guy?"

IC: Mixmaster"Have no clue," he replied, ordering another drink.He sipped it. This was his fourth already."So what happened in Ga-Wahi?" he asked, wanting to know how Crankcase messed up this time, "I would simply love to know. You steal a Votixx's sword or something?"

IC: Crankcase rolled his eyes, "Blackout got himself drunk and we had to go save his swine behind. Some shapeshifter turned into a Muaka and mauled me. Hatchet got stabbed by a Toa of Water. That good enough? Now, I need money, and if the Phantoms are out of business, so am I. What happened to you? I thought you were travelling with the others."

IC: Mixmaster"Sounds fun," he said, "And I was. But I don't know where they are now."He indicated the Inn, "And so I came to the nearest place I could find. And the drinks here are quite good."The large Skakdi stood up from the chair, his joints cracking sickingly loud, "Now if you don't mind, I'm going to cause some general destruction. Care to join me?""Unless you would rather go and find the brakas who left us."

IC: Gyren places his hand on his stomach. He seemed to chuckle, not remembering the last time he ate. He turned back and headed back into the inn. The toa walked over to the bartender and silently ordered a glass of Bula Juice. As he drank the sour liquid, Gyren felt energized. He turned around and observed the other patrons of this makeshift hospital.

IC: "I will find him." Crankcase replied, but then grinned, "But after destruction. Hatchet, if you wouldn't mind?" the bestial Skakdi leapt over the counter and brutally began slashing, clawing and biting the Innkeeper for no real reason. Crankcase then began to march out of the inn.

IC: MixmasterHe grinned. A evil grin. And followed Crankcase out of the Inn and into the street."Lets have some fun, shall we?" he said, taking the off rifle from his back."You first."

IC: Crankcase walked casually down the street, as if minding his own business. Suddenly, he brushed past someone's shoulder, and stabbed them in the stomach. He then began to sarcastically and mockingly apologise as doctors appeared to wheel him away.

IC: Mixmaster"So you just go and stab somene. Wow. I though I said destruction," he told the other Skakdi."Like this."Mixmaster shot his rifle into a passing Toa. The high kinetic energy blasted said toa back, and through a wall. The building, weakened from the hole, collapsed into another next to it.OOC: So, anyone who cares might have just seen a building collaps.

IC: "Ah, I see what you mean. Structural destruction. Not phsycological. Got it." Crankcase mused, before kicking a Lava Farmer into a nearby lava river and stole his cart, riding it into a hut,which partially collapsed.

IC: MixmasterHe rolled his eyes and shot the kart that Crankcase was in, sending him flying a ways. And directly into another hut."Yes. Lets do some damage."OOC: Hope you don't mind the minor auto-hitty thingy.

IC: Crankcase double flying kicked a Vortixx holding up a counterweight for a bridge, which collapsed, sending several people falling into a group of crates, which happened to be full of fireworks, which set off. Crankcase laughed maniacally at what ensued.Swaggering back to Mixmaster, Crankcase crossed his arms, "Whoever smashes the most, wins. The game ends when we get bored."