BZPRPG: Ga-Wahi

IC: RavageRavage was quiet a moment. "We were some of the best. Each skilled in our respective field."He placed the vials in a pouch in his waist. "We disbanded."He turned around. "These are in case I need them."

IC: ReaverShe threw her head back, laughing. 'Hello to you too, mate.' She saw something in his smile, something had happened when he turned her way. She wondered, but shook the thought out of her head.

IC-Jaron:Jaron watched Reaver intently for a moment, never dropping his smile as he turned back to Krayn."So, Krayn," he asked, "Where are Emotia, Agzinel, and Onuzek? I want to say hi to them too," he told the De-Toa.

IC: Laserbeak"Over ther-""JARON!"Laserbeak tackled Jaron in a hug. "You're back!"

IC-Jaron:"I, er...yeah, I guess I am," Jaron said, a slightly bemused smile now on his face. "It's good to see you again, Laserbeak." He laughed somewhat, though the sound turned into a bit of a sigh. His leg was hurting, and he was feeling very tired. He stumbled slightly, managing to arrest his fall by putting an arm around Krayn's shoulders."Well, Krayn, how about you help me over to the others?" He asked/ordered the lieutenant.

OOC; Lol Jaron wonders where Agzinel is. :PIC, Agzinel: Agzinel took a sip of his coffee. "Mmmmm... caramel and chocolate. Just how I like it! Thanks Ema," he said. "So what did you get?"

IC: Krayn"Well, Onuzek and Emotia are over here."Krayn said as he and Laserbeak led Jaron into the next room. "Onuzek is being used as a playground."

IC-Jaron:"That...does not surprise me," Jaron said, stepping quickly over to a chair. He promptly collapsed into it, slightly annoyed at how slowly his muslces would take to rebuild."Hullo, e'rybody!" He called weakly over to Onuzek and Emotia.

IC: [Twenty-Eight]"I see."

IC: SalamanderAs Salamander watched Venator quickly approach, he couldn't help but find the sight of a half-delirious Toa of Ice on fire and swinging a sword madly to be nothing less than surreal in the extreme. If it hadn't been for the fact that he had been the cause of Venator's unfortunate fire problem and the fight the two were currently engaged in, he might have thought that it was nothing more than a strange hallucination.Can't help but wish it was one, though...The fight would have gone exactly as planned, had he planned to aiming for some kind of stalemate against an opponent usually much weaker than himself. Unfortunately, that hadn't been the plan. No, Salamander hadn't even expected this to have been worthy of being called a battle, so certain of of Venator's defeat.Ah, wait... I see what went wrong; I started thinking like a villain again.Salamander wanted to tear his arm off and and beat himself to death with it. After all this time, had he learned nothing? Why was it, when he strove to maintain a morality of the "purest" gray, that he constantly fell into the blackness of evil? He had done it again, but it had taken far too long too catch himself this time. And with Venator running towards him-Oh yeah... He's doing that right now, isn't he?Salamander threw himself to the side, narrowly dodging Venator's powerful slash. He no longer was consumed by the desire to kill Venator, but he was still pretty irritated at the other Toa for following him all over the island. Perhaps there was some way he could get what he wanted (which was to be rid of his stalker) without having to kill Venator... Something...It took him a good minute to remember that he didn't have to use lethal force, and another two to spot his chance to attack. During that time, Venator continued to attack relentlessly, managing to land a number of blows on Salamander as the Toa of Fire slowly tired. However, Salamander's efforts were more focused on preparing for what he hoped would be the last attack of the battle than on the many injuries he was receiving. When the time came, he trusted his body to be able to push through whatever pain it was going through. As Venator's blade once more passed within a hair's breadth of his chest, Salamander sprang forward. The short period of time when Venator was forced to change the direction of his sword was the closest thing to a window of opportunity he could find, and Salamander only hoped his instincts were correct in telling him he would be able to successfully pull off the maneuver during that time."Dragon Punch!"

IC: Emotia - Casa Juturna, Ga-koro -Between Jaron coming back from the dead and Tillian passing out. Emotia was about ready to flip. "...Jaron..." She said hollowly. She walked up to him, and then hugged him as hard as she could. "You're really a baka you know that!" She said with tears in her eyes.I looked at a bottle of Salamander's Revenge nearby. "That's it, it's official, the world is completely insane. I give up on trying to make sense of anything anymore!" I took the bottle and chugged it.

IC:Labelle was rather confused by all the commotion. One minute she was speaking to the cripple Krian and entertaining the children, and now suddenly there was a whole big fuss about Jaron, the newcomer. Not wanting to be the only one in the room Jaron didn't know, she stuck out her hand towards him and said "Hello, I'm Labelle. Pleased to umm.."After a brief pause during which she remembered which word to use, she continued "to meet you. Yep, pleased to meet you."

IC (Khalisk)"Do you have a home? Or some other place safe from the hazards of this land?"

IC: [Twenty-Eight]"I do. It was that hut we passed by earlier."

IC (Khalisk)Khalisk nodded. “Perhaps we should return there for this check-up, on the off chance one of the wounds opens and the scent of wounded prey attracts Rahi.”

IC-Jaron:"Pleased to meet you as well, Labelle," Jaron said, shaking Labelle's hand as he was hugged by Emotia. He patted Emotia's back, and turned to Skyra."Commander, I want you to stay sober," he growled to the Toa of Air, though he had a smile on his face.

IC: [Twenty-Eight]"Let's go then."

IC:Thinking that Jaron's attention was still on her, (she was drunk after all) Labelle quickly answered him "I'm afraid it's too late for that, Mr. Jaron sir. And no need to call me Commander, I'm not one."

IC-Jaron:"Not you, lass," Jaron said to Labelle, "Skyra. He's the one trying to chug a bottle of Salamander's, and I can tell you're already drunk." Jaron shook his head, laughing slightly.

IC:Labelle pretended to look offended. "Don't you know it's rude to call a lady drunk, sir? And besides, I'm not drunk, I'm, well, I'm...." She stared at Jaron, trying to think of something to say. It was hard, considering she was in fact drunk. "I'm just happy."

IC (Khalisk)"Very well. I believe I remember the way." With that, Khalisk headed back towards the village gateway, using his staff as a support. The last thing he wanted was to make a misstep and go head first into the water.

IC: [Twenty-Eight]"If you don't, just follow me."

IC (Khalisk)"Indeed." Khalisk paused, the feeling of sand beneath his feet was not entirely unfamiliar at this point, but he still found it quite comforting."I believe it is right over here." He gestured with his staff into the distance. "Not far from the village I should think, I take it you make your living caring for others?"

IC: [Twenty-Eight]"Yes."

IC: Skyra - Casa Juturna, Ga-koro -"I'll get drunk if I flipping want to Jaron!" I exclaimed, raising my hands in the air quickly, I accidentally sent the now empty bottle flying, it promptly shattered on the nearby wall. "Opps."

IC (Khalisk)"It would appear my luck is turning around then. Finally." Khalisk paused then, and eyed the hut as they came up to it. "Will I be charged for this service? I have no currency upon me."

IC: [Twenty-Eight]"No."

IC (Khalisk)"Very well. Shall we begin? If there are any wounds I have not noted..." Khalisk trailed off. Twenty-Eight seemed to be a being of few words, he wondered if that was the social standard of this island and his constant questions and statements horribly rude.

IC: [Twenty-Eight]"We'll deal with the injuries you know of first. It's easier."

IC (Khalisk)"Very well. They are focused on my back, as I told you earlier. I may have suffered a blow to the head judging from the damage to my right eye. I also have various small scratches and dents all about, at seemingly random intervals. There is of course the memory loss as well." Those were all the injuries he knew of, it was best to let Twenty-Eight take over from here, she likely had access to knowledge he did not in this field.

IC: [Twenty-Eight]"Well the scratches and dents may be from a fall, so those are rather minor. Your memory loss may have been a side-effect of the head blow. Tell me, where did you first awake?"

IC (Khalisk)"On the shore, near as I can tell I washed up on it. I made my way to the cliff and spent the night pressed against it." Khalisk shrugged. "I woke up with unsteady breathing and a feeling of overpowering fear if that helps."

IC: [Twenty-Eight]"Some sort of traumatic event may have occurred to you. Well, other than the possibility of a concussion, you're probably fine."

IC: ReaverShe wanted to jump up and hug Jaron, thank him profusely for saving him that night, but... she didn't want to. She just didn't feel like jumping up and down and hugging people and being a complete cool dude. The Mark Bearers Group's influence was rubbing off on her. Instead, she resigned herself to grabbing another bottle of Salamander's and taking a swig, before handing it to Skyra. 'Try not to break this one,' She said, grinning smugly.

IC: Evidently no one wanted to answer. "Come on then..." Dino started to walk back without words to Po-Wahi. "No Phantemz 'ere...shame. I wanted ta' bust sum heads." Leadfoot followed.OOC: Krayzikk with Overlord and Wotz with...was it Soundwave or Blackout? I remember sending them to watch Aclaraung and Overlord, since they're Galvatroth's most loyal and Galvatroth doesn't trust Accy and Ovie (LOL.) as far as he can throw them.

OOC: You called?IC: TransethThe Xanthium subsequently found an magnetic electric charge flying towards them at high speeds, just as Blackout spun his saw blade directly at Leadfoot's face.

IC: Dino caught the charge on his blade and redirected it at Blackout. "LEADFOOT, LOOK OUT!"Leadfoot shifted his shoulder armor into spikes to catch the saw between blades. "That'z more lyke it." He fired spiked shrapnel from his repeater barrels. Dino swung his swords at Blackout from behind, one at each side.

IC:Edit:Ooc: oops, I misread And forgot they teleportedIc:Kreigero suddenly found herself in ga-koro instead of space. It was uncalled for, but it was better than staying in space. She needed to regroup with stronin and the others, so she began asking around to those nearby of they had seen the others in the group or voi.OOC: open for interaction

IC: OnuzekA certain Toa of Fire was suddenly lifted clear off his feet as a giant purple playground gave him an Onuzek-sized hug."Jaron!" he said, as happily as always.

IC (Khalisk)"Fascinating. I am forced to wonder what it could have been, but without physical evidence...a crash, a few bits of scrap metal or what-have-you, I doubt I will ever truly know." Khalisk sighed, he would have to make the best of this situation. This land was his home now, indeed, it was the only home he could remember.