BZPRPG: Ga-Wahi

IC-Mila:

 

"Well, my face is currently in the shadows."

IC: Xarya (Ga-Wahi Plains)

 

"Well, I think Erif and Fiera went to see the sights or something, but I have no idea where quiet whatshername Le-Toa went." Xarya replied as she looked around, there was no sign of the others as far as she could tell.

IC Viima & Kaunis

(Ga-Koro):

 

"Um, yeah", Viima said. "It's fine."

 

IC: "Well then, what do you think Weta?"

IC:

Akira laughed silently, an idea forming in her twisted head, deciding to make him more maroon than his armor. She was usually shy herself, but the Fe-Toa made the mistake of making this a challenge. Waiting until they reached denser crowd in the middle of the street, she grabbed his hands, turned to face him and gave him a long smooch. "Like this? There aren't any windows here..."

IC-Mila:

 

"...I have half a mind to headbutt you at the moment," Mila replied, trying to ignore whatever involuntary reaction he might have from what Akira did. "And if you brought anybody with you to Ga-Koro, I hope for your sake they didn't see that."

IC: Erif ran after Fiera. "Wait up!"IC: Kaithas"Most have also considered me clinically insane at some point or another."My voice was deadpan.

IC:

"Looks like I got a comment from you." She said, a bit red in the cheeks, "And what does the other half thinks of it?" she asked about what really mattered to her.

 

I made my way to the nearest food place I could find, and all of my enthusiasm was gone, replaced by sickening feeling in my gut. I backed away with disgusted expression. "Sea food..." I whined, "I want a steak, not an octop..." I had to stop, fighting down the urge to throw up.

IC-Mila:

 

"Is it supposed to be thinking?"

IC:

 

"I don't know..." Akira siad, letting go of his hands. "How should I know when I don't know what to think?" she said, her voice composed of conflicting emotions. "One moment you say something that pretty much borders with 'hey, let's get a room', when I do something with it, you lock up." she continued with mixed anger and sadness, "So you tell me? What do you want from this? Because I don't want to ruin a friendship over it, but with my history, I am not going to apologize for wanting to get all i can from every second I draw breath."

IC-Mila:

 

"Well, I can't quite do anything when half of what I joke about suddenly starts to try and become reality," Mila said, shrugging. "But don't worry, Akira; I'm here with you." He grinned, slightly, reaching out with a hand, grabbing the Toa of Water's chin.

 

"Whether you want me or not," he added, before planting a light kiss on her cheek, his hand falling back to his side. "Now, how about we get that lunch we'd been planning on?"

IC:

A loud, sarcastic HA! escaped Akira's lips. "Forgive me for not seeing you making a joke." she said a bit harshly, but then she sighed and nodded, radiating out tremendous relief. For a moment there she thought the situation beyond salvage. "Yes, let's do that." she smiled, noting to self to never joke about serious stuff. EVER. "Well, can't say nobody saw it though. It's only recent history from those three months, but prior to that there wasn't much but fighting an occasional rahi and most of all, trying to remember. Anything." she said as they approached a place that looked inviting.

IC:

 

"Hey, look, it's that noodle place from three and a half months ago!"

IC:

"Has it been that long?" Akira said, only now realizing it was only few days since she left Ta-Koro, and in those few days, more has happened than in what she realized was quarter of a year before. She sat down at one of the tables, looking over to what was now probably the Akiri's hut. "Not the happiest of memories associated with this place." she said, remembering finding out how things worked in this place the hard way. "Anyway, I did remember something. Not much of my own life, but something of who I was at least." She said, retelling the story once again.

 

"... And not knowing what else to do, I went to see if anyone else felt about how things should be done the same way." She got to the recent part. "That's when IT happened." she said, taking the ring off her finger and setting it in front of her on the table. "My steps led me to Ta-Koro. I found a matoran, Fiera, who claimed to have the same one when she saw mine. Needless to say i was intrigued by it. Any chance I could get to learn something more about what happened to me was something i couldn't pass up. And while she was searching for it, I was telling her the same story i just told you. She seemed intrigued. And I guess that triggered it. Suddenly, this thing let out a few bright lights that went all over, and one of them headed for her. When the light cleared up, well... i couldn't believe my eyes! The ring was a toa stone. It changed her, and when you see how her armor looks, it's pretty unmistakable - she was a new paladin all right." Akira explained.

 

"So I agreed to teach her." She shrugged. "Figured out I prepare them, just in case they got into the same jam as me some day. Fiera's a bit cheeky and talkative, but I can feel tremendous strength locked in her. If she can access it only time will tell. Then I gave her some time to put her things in order before we left. That was when a Vo-Toa approached me and asked about stuff. And he joined up too. Vorlik's kind of pain really. Questioning my every method and a bit full of himself, but he's the only one of them with some experience." She continued giving her opinions of her students. "When Fiera returned, it turned out one of the two remaining guys lived in Ta as well, and happened to be her friend... Or more..." she chuckled. "Erif is good. I don't know much of him, but I believe he might be the strongest of them in the present time. His only fault, if you can call it that, is that he has his honor. He fights clean, which is something easily exploited. So in the span of two hours, I went from someone trying to figure out who she is to someone who's supposed to tell others who they are."

 

"We traveled to Le-Koro, because that was where the last light went. There we found Xarya, another Vo-Toa. She's the further out of the rookies as far as unlocking her powers goes, able to use her mask quite well and her element to some extent. But unlike the fire-spitters who were guards before, she has no combat training." She finished. "There is one other. Noira, a Le-Toa. I found her while looking for Xarya. She's... not a member of the team." Akira said, her voice going soft. "She used to be a slave. She barely had anything but the clothes on her back. I know it might be dangerous travelling with us, but what was I supposed to do, leave her there?" she shrugged, "She can't even read. I guess i saw a lot of myself in her story, so I took her under my wing. I guess that's your influence." she smiled at the Fe-Toa. "Oh, that reminds me..." she siad and turned around, reaching in her bag for the scroll Mila gave her all that time ago. "Thank you. It has been of great help... Like everything you did." she smiled.

 

"I then started testing them, to see what they actually can do before i adjusted training specifically for them. That was when I got a brutal reality check. We started the hand-to-hand trials. Between Fiera's sluggishness and Xarya's inexperience, those were easy matches. It was the fight against Vorlik that pointed out I leave myself open. That is something I can fix. But I also tire quickly, and I'm afraid that might be age." She said, rubbing her eyes. "But it was fighting Erif that scares me still. I failed to account for the Ta-Toa and their emotions, and his powers manifested. Do you remember what happened the first night I was here, when i approached fire in your forge?"

IC:

 

Reordin looked up, sitting in the reclining chair, when Leah stepped back inside Nokama's hut. Orange sunlight fell into the room from behind as the sun was low above the mountains. Soon, it would be night. "Well, that's taken care of then." she said. She'd gone out for a few minutes, talking to one of the Marines. She's told him about what had happened with the Vortixx and asked him to relay the information to the Akiri and the rest of the guards in the village. They wouldn't take any action unless prompted to, but the mercenary and his employer would have more eyes on them from now on.

 

With a sigh, the Toa Maru closed the door behind her, before unclipping her staff's sheath, putting it and the weapon next to one of the dressers in the room. She smiled. "Another long day almost over."

She smiled at the Toa of ice. "So, where were we?" she asked.

 

Reordin shrugged. "Technically, brunch, if you wanna pick up where we left off. I'm sure there's more good restaurants in the village."

 

She chuckled. "Oh, there are. But to be honest, I'm not feeling very hungry. How about we just...stay in?"

 

She winked at him. He started glancing around. "You mean...here? Don't you want to head back to your place?"

 

Her smile became soft, lazy and,for lack of a better word, provocative. There was a knowing glow to her eyes as she walked over to the chair and leaned over him, one hand resting on his shoulder; their faces just a fey inches apart.

 

"Well, I've been meaning to tell you this before the trial, but...this is my place now. And we've got it all to ourselves before you head out again.""I feel like that's something you just went ahead and claimed yourself before checking with any realtors to make sure."

 

She giggled, then slowly shook her head, before starting to walk her fingers up his armor-plates to his chest. "Hahli...insisted that I move in. Besides, it was easier to just put a hammock up in her than to build a new hut."

Her fingers had arrived at his chin by this point and she gently traced his jawline, then pulled his face up a little as she leaned in further and quickly stole a kiss, before asking: "So, what do you think?""I'm glad that we both share a mutual dislike of realtors," Reordin smirked. She laughed. "Solid foundation for a relationship, I'd say." she said, before standing up, pulling the Toa of ice to his feet in the same motion. "How long before you have to head back to Ko-Wahi?" she asked.

 

"Maybe a day. Maybe three."

 

"Hmm..."

 

She was quiet for a few seconds, then a mischievous grin played across her lips. "Well, we better make those count then." she said. Outside, the sun disappeared behind the peak of Mount Ihu.

IC-Eutuchia:

 

"Báidín Fheilimí d’imigh go Gabhla, Báidín Fheilimí is Feilimí ann," Eutuchia sang, tossing a ball up and down, laying on a bench. "Báidín Fheilimí d’imigh go Gabhla, Báidín Fheilimí is Feilimí ann," he sang again, contenting himself with just humming the rest of the song. Too tired to sing it.

 

Feilimi's little boat went down to Gola, Feilimi's little boat and Feilimi in it, Feilimi's little boat went down to Gola, Feilimi's little boat and Feilimi in it.

 

He sighed, tossing the ball, up catching it, up again. Already, not even two days on the job, and he'd gotten himself shot, helped take down a criminal, killed a Kraata, and was the official court scribe.

 

A tiny little boat, a lively little boat, a buoyant little boat, Feilimi's little boat.

A straight little boat, a willing little boat, Feilimi's little boat and Feilimi in it.

 

The Matoran of Plantlife allowed himself a small smile, humming the song still. It seemed he'd gotten himself his own little boat, now, going full speed ahead, and rocking along on the turbulent waters of the time he lived in. Feilimi had had his own, odd little trip, and it looked like Eutuchia was in for his own.

 

Báidín bídeach, báidín beosach, Báidín bóidheach, báidín Fheilimí.Báidín díreach, báidín deontach Báidín Fheilimí is Feilimí ann.

 

Having hummed the chorus a second time, Eutuchia stopped. Oi, probably time for him to get home, get some rest, if only to see what new tasks he'd get to perform the next day. Yawning, Eutuchia stood, still tossing the ball back and forth between his hands as he walked to his workshop. He'd get to take another little boat ride tomorrow.

IC (Weta): "I can get you a ride back to the koro," he answered the Matoran, "thought it wouldn't be with us. You could ride my gukko back to Le-Koro, but the rest of us are headed to Lake Pala, which is a long way from the village. Also, I can only carry one Matoran at a time and travel with any speed. Is that allright with you?"

He took a small flute out of his sack and began to play a simple, happy tune. Not long after, Punga dropped out of the sky and landed near to them, with wings kicking up a small cloud of sand from the beach.

IC: Vorlik

"So it's just us, then? Why did Akira bring us here anyways?"

IC- Verak - Ga-Koro Prison

 

The first thing I noticed was the way I felt:

IC Viima & Kaunis

(Ga-Koro):

 

"Pala Koro?" Kaunis said in surprise. However, she decided to drop the matter. "Sure, I can use the Gukko. Thank you. Is there something I need to do with him when I reach Le-Koro or will he automatically find you?"

IC: Vorlik

"So it's just us, then? Why did Akira bring us here anyways?"

 

IC: Xarya (Ga-Wahi Plains)

 

"Something about finding a place to train where Erif and Fiera wouldn't start an accidental fire." Xarya replied.

 

"So, what do you wanna do now" she asked

IC (Weta): "Just treat her well" Weta told the Matoran. "She will fly fast and true, and once you arrive at the village, thank her and let her take flight again quickly. She will know where to find us." He helped Kaunis up into the saddle, then gave the gukko a pat and a signal, and then the bird too flight, moving southwest on rapid wings.

When both were out of sight under a cloud, Weta turned back to Orderin and Viima. "It is always good to be able to help someone along the way" he commented, "but now let us return to our task. To Pala-Koro! Orderin, we will meet you at the village gates."

He took Viima in his arms again, let the power of his mask suffuse his body and then dashed away, heading in a more southerly direction than the Matoran and Gukko had taken. Wet forest faded into drier, then into the burnt trunks of the charred forest, and then quickly even they faded into the blur of speed as they entered Le-Wahi.

 

OOC: Weta, Punga, Viima and Kaunis to Le-Wahi.

IC (Weta): "Just treat her well" Weta told the Matoran. "She will fly fast and true, and once you arrive at the village, thank her and let her take flight again quickly. She will know where to find us." He helped Kaunis up into the saddle, then gave the gukko a pat and a signal, and then the bird too flight, moving southwest on rapid wings.When both were out of sight under a cloud, Weta turned back to Orderin and Viima. "It is always good to be able to help someone along the way" he commented, "but now let us return to our task. To Pala-Koro! Orderin, we will meet you at the village gates."He took Viima in his arms again, let the power of his mask suffuse his body and then dashed away, heading in a more southerly direction than the Matoran and Gukko had taken. Wet forest faded into drier, then into the burnt trunks of the charred forest, and then quickly even they faded into the blur of speed as they entered Le-Wahi. OOC: Weta, Punga, Viima and Kaunis to Le-Wahi.

IC: Activating his mask Orderin quickly warps out.OOC: Orderin to Le-Wahi.

IC: Vorlik

"Why couldn't we go to Onu-Wahi? The place is nice and flat, there is no grass to start a fire. Anyways, maybe train with our powers."

IC: Xarya (Ga-Wahi Plains)

 

"I'd love to, I'm still getting the hang of mine. The best I can do is short bursts of energy"

IC: Corporal Suran - Ga-Koro Detention Block

"Here," said the Lesterin, holding a cup of water towards the Toa of Stone. He believed in a mix between the carrot and the stick treatment.

IC: Vorlik

The Vo-Paladin braced himself and said, "Shoot me with what you got. Don't worry about hurting me. Our elements the same. I can absorb it."

IC: Xarya (Ga-Wahi Plains)

 

 

 

Xarya got into a clumsy combat stance opposite of Vorlik, meeting the fellow Vo-Toa's gaze staunchly.

 

"Right, here I go" she said.

 

And with that, she summoned her power into her arms, pouring out of her hands like slithering snakes of energy lashing forth at Vorlix with unrelenting ferocity, just a massive blast of power with no real aim, direction or focus aside from Vorlik's general area. It was chaos

 

It was over almost as fast as it had begun, and Xarya lowered her arms as she looked around; the grass had been scorched in multiple places, even a few patches behind her.

IC(Daylaria-Marine HQ)

 

"Alright, guys, please stay in the line you're in right now," she said, as they filed into the building and into the upper levels, like a class of Ga-Matoran. She led them to her office, Voutok following her in. "Actually, on second thought...Scylla, you come first. I'll see you all individually, kay? Alright, good."

IC: Vhohan

"I have more members, however they are few in number. I think, three? But to build a city, you need many people."

 

IC: "How difficult can it be to keep track of so few?" Iraanus asked. He leaned forward, eyes boring into the other Skakdi's. "How many do you have, Vhohan? If there are indeed three, that may be enough. If not, we need to know."

IC(Daylaria-Marine HQ) "Alright, guys, please stay in the line you're in right now," she said, as they filed into the building and into the upper levels, like a class of Ga-Matoran. She led them to her office, Voutok following her in. "Actually, on second thought...Scylla, you come first. I'll see you all individually, kay? Alright, good."

 

IC: [ Krios ] - Ga-Koro, Marine HQ, Commander Daylaria's officeKrios nodded in agreement and glanced around the room, taking in the details. Often, a person's office or dwelling gave strong clues to their personality and mental habits. Besides that, he was simply curious. Seldom did one get a chance to see inside the workplace of a high-ranking military commander.OOC:I'll be inactive this coming Wednesday thru Sunday; June 5-8. You may or may not want to adjust the interview scheduling to suit; I dunno. If Krios is at the end of the line, I should be back before then.

IC: Kitane

I got in line.

IC: (Scylla)

 

Yay! I was first! So I wonder what the interview was about. It's probably like a job interview, I've had a couple of those, right now I'm living comfortably but I'm going to have to find work. As always the Marines are always hiring, but in my mind what I really wanted was more of a favor and less about widgets. I followed the tall and ever beautiful Toa Daylaria and her subordinate, Voutok. Smiling as I always did, eagerly anticipating this interview and the dive as I followed the pair inside Daylaria's office. Although excited, I managed to keep my feet firmly rooted to one spot, as I waited for the two of them to address me, so I could then answer their questions.

OOC: Never fear, Ilyusha's urge to write is here.

 

God, that hurt to write. Never again.

 

IC-Xilecki:

 

"Miss Kino, daylight is here," Xilecki called to the sleeping Toa down the hall from him. "There's quite a bit of work to be done, so I recommend you quickly rouse yourself!"

IC: Skyra

 

I wasn't sure how long I slept, but when I woke up I was still close to Tillian, his eyes were closed, he probably had dozed off soon after I did. He had his arms around me, so getting up without waking him would have been impossible. I debated whether or not I should just let him sleep.

 

It turned out I didn't have the ability to hold still for more than five minutes, so poked him in the side. "Hey wake up."

 

 

As we started heading toward the koro, I started to feel a little conscious about what I was wearing. I'd got comfortable with being around Tillian while I wore a bikini, but other people?

 

"Should we uh...change what we're wearing before we go eat?"

 

"If you want to stop off at my new place, yeah. I don't have any chicks clothes but we could find something."

 

"Oh that's fine, I'll just put on what I was wearing before." I usually had my armor on anyway, I felt vulnerable without it.

 

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The restaurant we chose had a really good view of Naho Bay, in fact our table was so close to the water I didn't think it would take much for us to accidently fall in if not for the railing. It was a seafood restaurant, big surprise there. The waiter, who was a rather sharp looking Toa of Water, took our orders and then left us with our drinks.

 

"That waiter has a nice chin." I commented to Tillian. The waiter really did have a nice chin, I wondered if that was a requirement to work here.

 

Tillian's eyes flicked over to Skyra casually and then back to the waiter, surveying him as though he were something on the menu as opposed to a real, breathing person.

IC: Ronah sighed and looked up at the massive sand castle, shaking her head and starting to walk away-

IC:

Akira was about to order her food, but what sounded lie a storm approaching made her look to the sky. She had a feeling there won't be any storm cloud. And indeed. "Please tell me that's not them damaging someone's property." she said, resting her head in her palms.

IC-Mila:

 

"Sounds like they need a lot of work."

IC: (Kino)

I don't consider myself lazy but that bed was #### comfy and my body was already resisting my minds attempts to get up. I pulled the blanket back and swung my legs off the bed and went to the doorway, still dressed in that silken and honestly somewhat small robe. I opened the door and yawned and stretched, causing the fabric to pull up slightly over my green skin before settling down as I dropped my arms.

"Alright! I'll be right there Mr. Xilecki! Just give me a sec and I'll be out before you know it!" I said, with a smirk before closing the door once again.

Removing the robe, I quickly set about, getting my form-fitting leather armor back. Metal armor was always so uncomfortable and not to mention didn't flex the way leather did for me. My leather armor was fitted to me like a second skin, and while at times it made me rather uncomfortable, it had keep me safe for a very long time, and it had it's uses. I slid the leather cuisses up over my shin and onto my thigh, fastening them tightly and yet comfortably. I grabbed my greaves, sliding those up against the shin. Next my boots followed and I tightened the laces taut. The heel of each boot was only slightly pronounced and It wasn't that difficult to move in them as it might have been for others. I slid on my leather breastplate, pulling together the laces there as well.

My leather splauders went on next, and the couters soon followed. Finally I placed my gloves on. Finally finished I opened the door and walked out into the main hall. Now it was under my impression that we'd start with combat training, well at least I was eager to start again, while real combat itself was always the best training it never hurt to practice technique and overall spending time strengthening myself and at the same time, receiving the proper rest that I needed to get better. For I had slept easier last night than I had in a long time, and perhaps it was how well my host was treating me. As while they employed mercenaries, it's not like we treated that warmly, that was unless we declared allegiance to a particular village. Then everyone seemed to warm up.

It made me sick, but not as sick as knowing the graves of my brother and father were sitting at the bottom of the ocean. From what I heard, none of those events seemed entirely coincidental and if there was some plan and some planner I would find him or her eventually and when they did, they would suffer so much. I was raging against an invisible menace. Mainly because I wanted something to rage at, and while thinking of how Makuta betrayed my beliefs really raised my temperature at the very thought. That made me irrational, all that anger did, and I couldn't allow that, it clouded my judgement, made work difficult.

I walked out closing my door and looking for Xilecki with that same smirk still plastered on my face. Ready to start a new day.

IC: (Scylla)

"No ma'am." I replied, direct and to the point. Daylaria's office was so full of life, so full of memories my wandering eyes couldn't help but return to the picture of the two Ga-Koro Marines, Miss Daylaria and her fellow commander Iraira. Unintentionally a slight sigh of yearning escaped from lips. To have such a friendship so strong, it was something I had not enjoyed. Despite living in this village for so long, I mean by the spirits I was raised here and all the while I was feeling like I could never fit exactly. I'm normally pretty happy, but there's always this slight feeling that there's something wrong with me. I'd be lying if I said that feeling didn't pang my heart whenever it came rushing into me. I put on a smile though, because that's what I did. Everything is under control, even if it isn't. Something my father taught me, kind of like if a personal tells a lie enough, it isn't found out, it becomes truth. A person could tell a lie enough to themselves and it would become truth. I lied about being happy enough and it became truth, so now I am happy, and yet...that feeling still remains...that I feel a little more alone each day than the last.

"You and Captain Iraira have a strong friendship, it's good to see that. What was it like back then, pretty sure I didn't even exist then?" I asked, the question springing up, before I could command my mouth to close shut. I swear to Mata Nui, I was more impulsive that I ever intended, probably was all the Vo-Matoran blood pumping through me. Like some airheads in Le-Wahi seemed to be have. The first word thought was the first word said, and that was not a good thing. Ever. Could be funny in the right situations, but when you did it all the time, it was usually all the wrong situations. All Ga-Matoran looked up to Daylaria and Iraira as much as we did Hahli. Both cared deeply for the village, both were strong and beautiful in their own ways, both embodied Ga-Koro as much as Leah herself embodied the better part of Gali. Even with how harsh it seemed it was clear that it was only for the good of the people. "I know people don't say this as much and it seems kinda awkward, but thank you ma'am and sir." It felt right to say, even if it was a bit out of place.

IC: Voutok"Allow me to reword and divvy up the question then." Voutok responded to Scylla's initial reply, not paying much mind to the rest of what she said due to its application to the Commander specifically. "Are you good at following orders? I also can't help but notice your nonchalant observations of the room. Would you consider observational deduction or reconnaissance as a, say, skill or talent that you possess?" Voutok wandered nonchalantly about the room himself, straightening the occational crooked picture or wiping off the rare specs of dust, keeping tabs on the conversation and being perfectly aware of what is said or murmured with his supressed-but-effective hypersensitive hearing.