BZPRPG: Ga-Wahi

IC(Tajeh): Tajeh froze in the tree. The Rahi were talking to him. "Y-you'll never get me, you smelly Rahi!" he half yelled, half wimpered.

IC: Gravity"...Forget what? What are you talking about...? What was serious?"I knew exactly what she was talking about, but I was forgetting it, remember? What was I forgetting, again?

IC: Kirian, Ga-Wahi"Intoxicated, I presume." Kirian said as he materiliazed. IC: Hajia, Ga-Koro"Yeah, no." Hajia said, her arched eyebrow now accompanied by a somewhat-pouty frown. Gravity was edging his way into the dog-house.OOC: Is that expression as obscure as I think it is?

OOC: Perhaps... I dunno what it means.But that's just me. IC: GravityI smiled, nervously. Not good. Can't keep my mouth shut, even without some herb helping.

OOC: Eh, no. But I'm more better at understanding that sorta thing. IC(Tajeh): Tajeh couldn't see the figure below him real well, his vision was blurring and his mind felt like it was on fire. He realized who it must be. "Makuta..." he said, barely a whisper. He then started vomiting on the branch he was holding on to. In his last second of staying awake, he realized what happened. He had sat down on poisonous mushrooms. They made the eater, or in Tajeh's case, the breather of the spores, paranoid and violently sick. After this revelation, he passed out and fell out of the tree.

OOC: Lol at Tajeh's thought. In the doghouse means being on someone's bad-side.IC: Kirian, Ga-WahiKirian waved his hand, and a bed of snow appeared where Tajeh fell, cushioning his fall.IC: Hajia, Ga-KoroHajia sighed. "I'll right, I'll forget it."

OOC:>New EXPRESSION learned.>Inserting into MEMORY...>...>Done.IC: GravityI sighed mentally. I wasn't going to die. "Thanks.""So, now that I'm gonna live, what now?"

IC(Tajeh): Tajeh's limp body rolled on the snow after hitting, vomit oozing from his mouth.OOC: Remember kids, only in 1968 was it safe to eat or breathe mushrooms.

OOC: You sure?IC-Raxa:Raxa smiled as Hound came back to them. "I don't think I've ever seen somebody perform the Hundred Hits so well, Hound," he said, congratulating the Toa. "I'll have to work on that some time."

IC: Hound & Hajia, Ga-KoroHound nodded in recognition of Raxa's words."Well... It's late, and I'm tired from work..." Hajia said, yawning after she finished.

IC-Raxa:"Well then," Raxa said, winking slightly at Gravity, "We'd best head off. I'll have to come back here sometime-I honestly don't know why I didn't sign up, but eh. It doesn't really matter now."

OOC: Sorry about the inactivity guys, but things have been far too busy to post regularly.IC: Rynekk - Infernavika CaveRynekk smiled a little. There was something about Tadris that always seemed to make him smile."Well, another seafaring battle doesn't sound too bad," he said, stretching his arms over his head, "Only one problem: Where are these Aggressor guys?"IC: Gunner - InfernavikaThis narrator's not sure if you've ever tried having a conversation with four people at once. If you haven't, it's not something that Gunner advise. "Good to see you guys too, even if I had to track you down to do it," he said, make the unusual effort of actually trying to keep the undercurrent of contempt out of his voice."On the subject of the ship, I'm now even more upset, now that you've let me miss a fight. On the subject of you talking about me; its about time. And on the subject of the sandwich; I still want it. No one else takes it."Oh yes, Gunner was back. Worse than ever.OOC: I'm now placing bets on how long it'll take for the other crew members to kill Gunner. -Void

IC: Song"You mean this sandwich?" Song asked innocently, holding up the sandwich. "I dunno. It looks awful tasty..."

OOC: Unless this cave is something you randomly found, I never said the Infernavika was in a cave, Emissary.IC-Grochi:Grochi raised an eyebrow at Gunner. "Maybe if you hadn't been too busy getting drunk," he growled, "Then we might not have left without you. As it is, you were absolutely no help at all in what just happened. So I'd recommend you stop whining and sit down." That said, he quickly flicked out a hand, the sandwich burning down to nothing due to having plasma dumped onto it, while Verak kept the ships timbers free from being burnt.OOC: You know what's funny? Seeing as this is a pirate ship, and Grochi is quartermaster, he is higher rank than Gunner.

IC: Song"Come on Grochi, I was gonna eat that!" Song complained, wiping the ashes off her hand. "Oh well. She reached into the small sack she carried, and withdrew a chocolate bar. She proceeded to take a bite.OOC: For the record, the one who dares to mess with Song's chocolate, will die.

IC: Raknar (Infernavika, Ga-Wahi)"You're frickin' skippy it does!" said Raknar gleefully, plucking the chocolate bar from Song's hand and swallowing it whole. "Alright, we should get out of here. Where do you guys wanna go?"-Teezy

OOC: Oh sorry. I thought I'd read somewhere that the Infernavika was in a cave. My bad.Wait...so that means Gunner actually got demoted!IC: Gunner - InfernavikaGunner snarled, stalking towards Grochi, "Listen here mate, I was not off 'getting drunk'. Barely a drop of alcohol passed my lips all evening. I was, in fact, attempting to recruit someone at that very moment. And although she blacked out half-way through the interview, it still counts!""Also, don't get all high and mighty with me, quartermaster. I've been on this ship much longer than you, and have done more for it than you! Not much more, but still, a little more."OOC: I honestly don't know if that's the best speech I've ever written, or the worst.-Void

OOC: *facepalm*. I should have known that was gonna happen. IC: SongSong stared at Raknar. "You ate my candy bar." Her tone was incredulous, as if even the thought was astounding. "You ate my candy bar." She repeated. She seemed a tad annoyed, to say the least.She looked at Gunner and Gorchi. "Dial down the testosterone, will ya?"

IC: Raknar (Infernavika, Ga-Wahi)"Yep!"Smiling widely with an open mouth, Raknar withdrew a bottle of champagne from a compartment in the deck and drew his sword, popping off the top and still housing that same happy expression with his face as he stared at Song.OOC: Think -Teezy

OOC: That mental image actually made me laugh. IC: Song"Brakas." Song muttered, as she withdrew a second and started to eat it, significantly quicker than usual. She kept glancing at Raknar, to see if he moved to take it.

IC: Raknar (Infernavika, Ga-Wahi)"I looooooove yoooooou!," he said with that same infectious happy face, as he moved and poked her nose with his free hand.His oddly cheerful face never wavered.OOC: -Teezy

IC-Grochi:"At least I'm not the bloody brakas who still stayed in a bar the whole time he should have been helping to manage the ship!" Grochi retorted to Gunner. "You tried to recruit somebody. That's nice of you. I managed to recruit this man," Grochi said, gesturing to Verak, "And his entire team of workers, after having fought to keep this ship in one piece, and paying to have the ship fixed up."And I don't care how bloody long you've been on the ship, when you aren't here when the ship needs you, you might as well not come back." Grochi glared at Gunner, who he was now the same height as, thanks to Laviha. If that bloody fool felt the need to come back, acting high-and-mighty himself, he deserved to be thrown to the sharks."So, mate," Grochi sneered, "Do you have a better excuse as to why you weren't here, besides trying to speak to a sleeping person? If not, you may as well leave."

IC: SongSong paused in her munchings, about eighty-five percent of the way down the chocolate bar. "Did you drink something when I wasn't looking? Did you eat the little blue capsules I saw in the 'medical' room?"

IC: Raknar (Infernavika, Ga-Wahi)Raknar's face was one of puzzlement, then realization, then shock."No! Those are Grochi's. He didn't tell you they were down there...?"-Teezy

IC: Song"No. I figured they were some kind of poison or medicine." Song looked puzzled. "Why would Grochi need little blue medicine capsules?"

IC: Gunner - InfernavikaGunner felt his gaze harden, his fingers clenching into fists, "No.""No, I don't really have an excuse. I'm a terrible person, an absolute monster. A selfish, greedy, back-stabbing, condescending little prick. But I've come to terms with that. I accept that.""But you? You're every last bit as horrible as I am, maybe even worse. Somehow I doubt that. And it seems like you've come to terms with that too. You and me, we're not that different. We're both looking out for number one."-Void

IC-Grochi:The flesh around Grochi's eyes tightened slightly. "I had come to terms with that before, yes," he muttered, "But I've learned other things since then. I'll never be a proper Toa, and I'll accept that," he growled, "But at least I'm still here when others need me." That said, Grochi turned and moved to the forecastle, heading to the room that he had staked out at as his.He figured that would be the better option, compared to reducing Gunner to a bubbling puddle.

IC:Jozu"No, I'll walk." Jozu said, not stepping onto the boat. "I have a Kakama, he won't be able to catch me."

IC - Kiox - Infernavika"Gunner, I'm Weathermaster and I've been part of the crew an entire minute and twenty-nine seconds than you. That makes me ahead of you," he said, stepping in front of the departing Quartermaster, "and as for you," he jabbed a finger at Grochi, "you should have respect for him. He buys your food. Make him mad, and I won't even feel bad for you when the poison drops you like a fly."He turned back to Gunner, who was probably pleased with Grochi's reprimanding. "Don't forget, this is your crew. Make them mad, and you'll be the first to go in the case of a mutiny."With that, Kiox retreated to his cabin while his unnoticed slave continued to clean.

OOC: Technically, on a pirate ship, the Quartermaster has always been near-equal to the captain. Ergo, Kiox's argument is invalid.IC-Grochi:"I payed to get the ship refurbished and fixed," Grochi said to Kiox, "I've been paying for the food, and I'm also the one willing to bribe the guards, out of my own pocket." Then he scowled when the Weathermaster left."If there's anybody who does a good amount of work here, it's me. Fighting, everybody does. Keeping their places clean, everybody does. Naviagating? Me. Steering? Me. Cataloging supplies? Me. Making sure this bloody thing will stay afloat? Still me." He threw his hands in the air, cursing."I've tried to be helpful, and I get no thanks. All I get is an arrogant mate who feels he can come and complain, a captain too distracted to take charge, and an entire ship to keep in one piece. The best I've had is a fixed spine and a place to sleep!" He looked over to Kiox's slave."At least you're able to work," he muttered, and patted the slave on the back, before he walked off the ship and into the trees, still cursing.

OOC: Weathermaster doesn't even exist in Real-Life and therefore can be at the same spot. Ergo, my reality rejects yours.IC - Kiox - InfernavikaThe Toa turned back."Oh, really? Let's take a look at our history. I fought in our very first attack and single-handedly destroyed the other ship. I kept everyone from falling to their doom in the quest for that one mask underground. I kept the ship from being destroyed at Kumu-Islets, and I recently fought off attackers and repaired the ship temporarily until it could get professionals. Don't think I haven't done just as much as you. If you think you're overwhelmed, maybe you just can't take the heat."If you're having work problems, I feel bad for you, son. I have ninety-nine problems, but my job ain't one."He let the Toa leave, turning back to his cabin.

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IC: Long and black was the contraption. 'Contraption' was apt-a strange mechanism resembling a locking device sat on the side of the cylinder. Before the device sat two lidded compartments built into the device after a perfectly circular and bisecting demarcation line around the machine.It was only several seconds of experimentation before an exploratory pull of the locking clutch revealed that the cylinder could be 'locked'; this resulted in opening the entrances to two tubes built into the contraption that began in each compartment. Far more visibly, the locking twisted the half of the contraption to the left of the demarcation line 360 degrees-the one opposing the clutch.Another pull reset the contraption.Zmija set the weapon back down on the floor.A black poncho, backpack, pitch cuirass, and two glossy-dark spaulders followed it, in that exact order and short sucession."Status report."

IC: "All have turned," Zmija said tonelessly. The toa began to generate a protosteel prop for the launcher as she spoke. "Orochi checked."The Captain leaned back. He threw his cap off casually, then sat still."Kukri and Cutter?"Two short, robed figures of cyan and royal purple, one with a huge metal shape on back..."Affirmative.""Torrent?"An armored and shapely toa with a waterspout at her side and lightnings flying from her eyes..."Affirmative.""Swordsman?"A short one again, but this time a black and grey one bedecked in armor and weapons that dazzled in their number and craftsmanship..."Affirmative," Zmija said, finishing the prop and melding it with the launcher.The Captain gave a slight nod."Proceed."

OOC: You have quoted Adam Savage and made a joke in that post. I commend thee good sir.IC-Grochi:Grochi ignored the Weathermaster as he walked into the trees, coming to a small clearing. "Bloody fools," he growled, slamming his fist into a tree, a burst of plasma running straight through it. "They fight and they clean, that's basically it. Since I've been on the crew, I've been the literal workhorse of this ship." He slammed his other fist into another tree."On top of that, they know nothing of everything I've done previously, nothing of who I am, and yet they still leave nearly everything up to me. I've killed half my family, been broken and thrown back together, and on top of that I'm the one who's been holding the bloody ship together. Me." He growled, throwing his brother's knife at a tree. "The bloody hunchback who can barely hold himself together." He shook his head."Then this bloody Weathermaster has to come back and jump into things where he isn't needed. Raknar and Song are too busy flirting with each other to get things done, and who knows what Doomie is doing." He growled, punching the first tree again, sending it toppling over, before he sat on it."I do so much for them, and I don't get any bloody appreciation!...as opposed to when Gunner came back and they just started joking around with him." Grochi buried his head in his hands."Grah...I've been living too long, if I'm saying things like this," he muttered, "Even if it is true." Grochi sliced off a couple slabs of wood, before carving them each with his plasmam. One was in the shape of a Hau, the other an oddly shaped Sanok."What I wouldn't give for your advice now, you bloody fools," he said, smiling bitterly. "No matter how little I may have heeded it when you still lived, it was useful." The Toa of Plasma sighed, standing up and holding the small carvings with me."Ah, well, my rant is done," he muttered. "I may as well head back and try not to get mad again, eh?"

IC: Lasinia"Oh hi there!" said Lasinia, cheerfully popping up behind Grochi.

IC: Dino walked around outside. Nothing to do, nothing to see. He considered vandalizing something, but that was probably a bad idea. He started to walk towards Ta-Wahi."So, now what do we do?"

IC: [Treize]"Eat?"

IC: But Toranmat, as his plate showed, was finished eating. "Well...plenty of napkins for that, right?" He laughed.

IC: [Treize]"Good point. Where do you want to go now?"

IC: "Well...first off, when's our next payment? And second..." Toranmat thought for a moment. "We could go to I have no idea."

IC: [Treize]"Want to recruit some more people?"