Corpus Rahkshi

IC: Xara - Dorm.

"And I didn't have any ideas," I protested, "My idea of a fun night out is beating the karz out of some upstarts in the gym." I smirked at him, trying to read his expression. "I have a feeling you'd rather not do that." 

IC: Booger-Gym

 

"I was just having some fun!" Booger said, fear creeping into his voice.   "I don't need any limbs removed!"

IC: Rail - Gym

"Could've fooled me," said the Rahkshi of Magnetism, sizing up the bully like a piece of meat in a butcher's shop as he wondered where he was going to begin cutting. "Because from where I'm standing, it appears that you need to be taught a lession, and a very painful one at that."

He paused for a moment, smiling at the other Rahkshi's fear.

"Ten."

IC: Exxan - Library.

I found the corner - my corner - of the library and sat down at my lonely little table, glad that my arm was free this time and I could actually sit down properly. I leaned over and picked up the nearest book - some fairy tale nonsense about Toa "heroes".

I didn't even care what it was, in all honesty; I just needed to read something, to distract myself from everything that had happened.

Even though it's my fault?

Especially because it's my fault.

IC: Toxin's Kraata/Rider's Shoulder

I was about to tell Rider to make his way upwards....but then the ceiling began to cave in. Immediately I began to sporadically tell Rider to jump here and there to avoid the falling rocks. As he would do so, I managed to get a glimpse of...Tridax? Oh, Karz. He looks mad.

IC: Shadow-Gym

Shadow was afraid, each minute the fear built up even more, and more, and more, and still more, all he could do was stay in the gym, and preform standard exercises for speed, agility, strength, and he didn't need much training with a sword, he was a natural born swordsmen, he was confident in the sword... but not confident enough

I must be confident, brave, I will not fail, I will not fail, I will fail....

IC: Vorzorak-Library

Vorzorak, was sitting, thinking, too deep in thought to notice anything, his Ideas, they were great... at least to him... 

Peace... even if I have kill the very stone this school is made up of, I will have my goal.... Eventually....

IC: Sanu-Courtyard

"Hmmm, this song, maybe this song, which song!" Sanu was trying to figure out which song to play for the talent show "No this one! no maybe that one!"

IC: Sontiri (Hoto) - Nynrah Arena

The monster does not have time to react as we force it between us and Kat as we brace for impact. Though it absorbed much of the blow, we are sent spiraling backwards away from it.

Stone is falling in earnest now. Our song feels the monster strike the ground before being buried. As we regain control and try to dodge the falling rubble, one thought spreads through our mind.

Kat...

We see her falling, and the mounds of rock falling towards her. There is no time to think. With a mighty thrust of our wings, we hurtle towards her and snatch her up in our arms, taking the brunt of the impact. Our... beautiful wings form a shelter over us as the rock falls. As a last resort, we release all of our stored sonic energy against the stone in one earth-shaking call.

The rock fractures and bursts away from us. We have cleared the worst of it, but much still beats against our wings, shredding the delicate membrane. Our Healing will not be enough. We can only ensure Kat is beneath our body, wrapped in our final embrace.

The pain is too much to bear. The weight of the ceiling crushes down on us, forcing our minds apart. We cannot maintain this form. As a final act of love and defiance, Hoto reaches out once more to bear the pain even as we throw ourselves upwards. Rubble explodes through the cave, accompanied by a flash of separation...

Hoto is flung through the air by the force of their separation, only to land hard just outside the small depression that was their shelter. She is helpless to resist as she tumbles through the pile of stone that once buried Sontiri. Being through a Kaita that long... using all of that power... it had sapped away her energy.

As she rolled to a stop, she tried to push herself up. She couldn't stay here. She had to run... just run and run and run to where she couldn't hurt anyone. But she only managed a few steps before she collapsed to the cave floor again.

Her pain was beginning to manifest itself. She had taken on the pain of Sontiri in their final moments, and now her own body was pitted and scarred. Glimpses of her torn and bloodied Kraata flashed through the holes in her back.

But at least... Jayar... and Era... were spared.

IC: Rider 

As he dodged, Rider's arm flared with more pain. He fell to the ground, in pain.

IC: Revenge-Ruins of Arena

Revenge did his best to dodge the falling debris, his armor lessening the damage done by the hits.  As soon as he could he ran over to Rider asking, "Are you okay?"

IC: Booger-Gym

Booger winced at the word pain.  "I was just leaving," he said, attempting to do so.

IC: Rider

"N-no, please, can we get out of here?" Rider asked, looking around desperately for the source of Revenge's voice.

IC: Revenge-Ruins of Arena

Revenge grabbed rider and lifted him up.  "Yes, I think we can."   Revenge glanced around.  "Or maybe not, Tridax is here."

IC Kat:

Oh, man that was a satisfying crunch.

I tumbled, throwing up dirt and sand as the Kaita loomed over me. For a moment, I thought I'd been wrong, and I'd just made the task of disemboweling me all the easier.

Turns out, my hunch had been spot on, as parts of the ceiling collapsed, Jayar, Era, and Hoto appeared in a flash of light.

My joy quickly gave way as Hoto spun away, and I noticed the others doing their best to avoid the debris.

I yanked Era to her feet, yelling to everyone, "Get to the rear of the cave!"

Me? Well, Hoto looked out cold. And I don't leave people behind.

I picked my way through the falling rubble, nearly out myself. I stumbled, gritting my teeth and hauling Hoto's unconscious body over my shoulder.

Step.

Step.

Step.

My pace was slow, but gained speed with each step I took, as I carried my friend bodily through the storm of rock and earth.

No more Death today.

Not on my watch.

IC: Hoto - Nynrah Arena

She groaned softly as she felt someone lifting her. Her swaying limbs didn't provide much information, especially after the power of Sontiri. But she didn't really need sight to know who it was.

"K-Kat?" she murmured weakly. "I... I t-tried. I tried to f-fight... f-for you, b-but... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sorry..."

Those words repeated mechanically, growing softer each time until Hoto fell into silence. Blissful unconsciousness swirled over her.

IC: Rain - Dorms

She took her time to ensure her armor was spotless and glistening. She didn't stop until grim face reflected perfectly in the pale golden paint.

There was still so much to do. So many little details, since broken and scratched off. Every piece would have to be restored. It would be a task of hours. Pleasant work, but unnecessary work nonetheless. It would have never been needed if Scribbler had never done his deed.

She proudly stepped out of the Washroom, armor shining even in the dim light of the halls. It was a stark contrast to how she had discretely slipped into the room, all afraid and self-conscious. Now, though her armor was not flawless, it brought a new confidence as she displayed it. It was a shame there was none to see her now.

Back in her room, she found the darker paints and set to work. Every brushstroke, every second, will be repaid...

IC:Vorzorak-Hallway--->Dorm--->Hall--->Gym

Vorzorak was walking to his dorm to pick up his staff, then go to the gym to see if anyones there to Spar with, but first, a test, he picked up his staff, and quickly Slipped into the Crack he made in it, and got out. Good thing that works. He started towards the Gym to train, Spar, that was first on his mind. My mind isn't mush, and now to make sure I'm BOTH mentally and physically Strong....

OOC: Open for interaction if anyone wants to spar.

IC: Deadeye

It seemed Deadeye had passed out after seeing the medication. He had woken up fully healed. He got up, scratching his head. He left the infirmary, remembering what he had planned to do today. He entered the library, and began getting closer and closer to Root and Shield, his evil grin returning, and his knifes flipping round in his hands.

IC - Arena

Rider and Revenge's tearful reunion and escape was aided and abetted by a charging, rubbery figure. "Less talk, more running!"

IC Jayar / Arena Ruins

There was no time to wrench the pain away from Hoto before the Kaita dissolved. And by the time Jayar had recovered from the feelings of smallness and solitude the dissolution of the Kaita had brought, and the injuries began to heal (if slowly), Kat had already rushed to Hoto's side.

He had failed her, in so many ways. It was for him she had formed the Kaita. He had failed to prevent her from taking that pain upon herself in Sontiri's final moments. Now it was not he who rushed to help Hoto, but Kat.

This whole thing was his fault.

Nonetheless, he rushed to Kat, despite her command to retreat, and the appearance of Tridax above. Between his healing powers and two arms, Jayar was in much better condition than she was.

"Let take her." Jayar said, his voice choked with concern, as he reached to gently take the Rahkshi of Dodge off Kat's shoulder. "I'm in better condition than you... Please..."

IC: Revenge-Crumbing Arena

Revenge nodded and began to lead Rider toward the back of the cave as Kat had said.

IC Kat:

I smiled a little, gratefully handing Hoto over to Jayar.

"I'm glad you guys got here when you did. We'd probably be done for otherwise."

"You all did good."

IC: Toxin's Kraata/Rider's Shoulder

I helped Revenge by giving directions to Rider. Mainly to avoid tripping on rocks and the like.

IC: Shield

Shield's eyes turned to Deadeye. "Root, isn't that....OH NO." He nudged Root.

IC: Deadeye

Deadeye kept on his path, grinning more.

IC: Sanu-Courtyard

"Hey guys, I've found the Song I'm gonna Play. Want to hear it?" Asked Sanu

OOC: Talking to the Company in the courtyard

IC: Root - Library

Root looked up through his array of leaves and vines, and his head cocked to one side curiously. It could be... ah, of course. Deadeye. Root gave Shield a casual shrug and turned back to his reading. "H-h-he is no l-l-longer our p-p-problem."

Root was becoming used to Deadeye's sudden change, though he was still confused. All he knew was Legion had something to do with it. Still... that grin appeared... off

IC: Deadeye 

Deadeye leapt onto the shelf, scaring Shield and causing him to fall over, on his face. "HI THERE!" He cackled. It seems the sedatives killed off goody two shoes.... it's just me

IC: Root - Library

Root nobly acknowledged Deadeye's presence with a nod, though his eyes never left his book.

IC: Deadeye

"OOH! A NEW FRIEND!" Deadeye laughed and picked up Shield by the neck, enjoying watching him squirm. "I'm not afraid of you!" Shield gasped out, struggling against Deadeye's grip.

IC: Root - Library

Deadeye's displays finally caught his attention. Of course, he had known Deadeye was not reformed all along. A hero is never wrong, and a villain is always a villain!

He carefully set the book aside and stepped up to face his foe. "P-p-put him d-d-down," he stammered, trying to sound bold through his quivering voice.

IC: Drift - Courtyard

"I'm all ears. Wait, do Rahkshi even have ears?"

OOC: Cue the ear puns.

IC: Deadeye

Deadeye did so, smirking. "So, what are you two lovable heroes doing?" Shield groaned as Deadeye dropped him. He attempted to attack him. The laser vision rahk kicked him in the stomach, rolling him over onto his chest.

IC: Root - Library

Root stared at Deadeye with heroic befuddlement. Was his foe... playing with them? The villain had an... unusual sense of humor if it involved hurting those he conversed with. Root's fists clenched beneath his greenery in indignation. Reformed or not, he could not tolerate harm coming to Shield.

"S-s-searching," he snapped. "W-w-we seek the b-b-brave words of h-h-heroes p-p-past in p-p-preparation for b-b-battle. L-l-leave us."

IC: Deadeye

"Who are you planning to battle?" Deadeye asked, playing with his knife.

IC: Lucid  / Library

In her drifty quest for the section on astrology so that she could return her book Lucid walked straight into an orange Lazer Vision Rahk, as if he wasn't even there. Perhaps she just wasn't paying any attention, or perhaps as far as her somewhat strange eyes could see, he was not in fact there at all. Regardless, she was completely oblivious to the fact that she had likely just insulted a villain with a knife.

IC: Jayar / Arena Ruins

Jayar held Hoto tenderly, endlessly relieved to feel her still breathing, at least. But he had see the inside of her mind, and knew that the damage he had inflicted upon her went beyond physical injury.

"...maybe..." he said to Kat. "But..." She had been in a Kaita with Hoto; surely she knew as well what Hoto had been put through. He started off towards the back of the cavern at a moderate pace.

"I'm sorry, Hoto. So sorry..." Jayar whispered, and continued on consolingly, expressing babbling apologies and consolation to Hoto. She shouldn't be able to receive his words while unconscious, but perhaps his voice would comfort her through the darkness. Even if it didn't, he had to do something, and right now this was the best he could do. At the very least, his vain efforts made him feel just a little better.

IC: Era - Cave.

Sounds. So much sound. Rocks falling and breaking around me. Rahkshi and some idiot disembodied Kraata running around and shouting instead of taking cover. The noise hammers me from every direction, blinding me, obscuring my echolocation. 

So whatever it was that hit me in the head, I never saw it coming.

IC: Deadeye

Deadeye had already seen the Rahkshi coming. He had dodged out of the way, and was currently perched on a high bookshelf. He ignored the silly Rahkshi and kept looking at Root.

IC: Lucid  / Library

With Deadeye having escaped the collision, Lucid continued her wandering walk unknowing of the danger she had narrowly evaded. But she stopped at the sight of a potted plant. Plants were smart, and used to make books, so this one ought to know where the astrology guide went.

"Excuse me," she asked the plant politely, "do you know where this goes?" She held up the book.

OOC: So that's what she'll think of Root.

IC: Root - Library

His mouth opened, preparing some response that would be as assuredly great as misconstrued by his own... stuttering, but his eyes were captured in the polychromatic swirls of this newly arrived fair maiden. He absently pushed Deadeye aside as he boldly strode up to her and greeted her with a low bow. Upon his rise, he gently picked the book from her delicate hands and idly turned it over to see the title. A book on the concepts of Astrology. Not his usual fare, but this was his Library. He knew its shelves by heart.

He graciously handed it back to her with the instruction, "Th-th-three shelves d-d-down, f-f-fourth shelf f-f-from the t-t-top."

IC: Lucid  / Library

Lucid was not at all surprised that the potted plant was capable of speaking, bowing, or picking up the book. All plants could do that, they just chose not to, obviously. It was rather good fortune that this one had seen fit to help her out. She smiled and said gratefully, "Thank you," and walked past it, over to where the leafy entity had directed her.

Surely enough, there on the shelf was the book's spot. She put it down, then returned to the plant. "So, what's so special about me that you decided to risk being caught moving for me? You can't let that secret out, you know. They might start using plants as soldiers or workers in factories if they know they can move. Who knows, they might even try to use a plant as some sort of evil plan to take over a city."

IC: Deadeye

Deadeye chuckled. He silently began to drag Shield away, he had answers to find out. Shield struggled but the larger Rahkshi's grip was too strong.

IC: Root - Library

But alas, Root was too caught up in her words to regard the misfortune of his companion! She was indeed special, but... "M-m-moving?" he repeated quizzically. "L-l-like this?" With a burst of his abilities, he caused a vine to whip out and wrap around his novel, still on the shelf. It snapped back to his waiting hand, and he allowed the vine to wither.

He growled in anger to believe that powers like his own could be put to nefarious purposes. He only used his plants in heroic ventures, such as defeating the devilish Torch and his book-defiling fires!

IC: Lucid  / Library

"Of course." Obviously. "Your secret is probably safe here, since I'm sure no Makuta would ever do something as obviously evil as use a plant to destroy a city. But you should still be careful, in case someone more malicious sees you."

At his growl she slowed, saddened. "Oh, I haven't offended you, have I?"

OOC: *cough*morbozahk*cough*

IC: Suvak was, in fact, no longer in his office. He had departed to somewhere else for now. Sidonas could either wait for the Skakdi to return or try and seek him out

IC: Tridax looked at his handiwork, the massive hole he had torn through the rock and stone of Nynrah, then turned sideways to Illusive.

"Go help carry up any students who cannot get up themselves. I want everyone back at the academy before they do any more damage."