Corpus Rahkshi

OOC: Corpus Rahkshi, I bring you your 300th page!

IC: Shark / Gym

Shark went staggering when Vozorak's staff hit his leg. He thrust his sword, point down, towards the ground, in hopes of using it to support himself. By an unfortunate coincidence, the point was aimed directly at Vozorak's Kraata case. If it hit him, he'd be impaled. Just because Shark had a target didn't mean he didn't feel inclined to kill anyone else, if he was given the opportunity...

IC: Recoil

"Uh, okay."

IC: Revenge-Hallway

 

Revenge put his book away and walked back over to Stronghold's room.  "I'm back,"  he said as he opened the door.

IC: Toxin's Kraata/Hallway, Revenge's Shoulder

I jumped onto his shoulder.

"Cool. Let's go!"

IC: Alpha/Gym

I had to leave. Using stealth, I tried to sneak past Exxan to get to the hall.

IC: Sidonas - Recoil's Dorm

Sidonas came in, sat down, and explained what had happened, the events involving Distraction Team, his return, his inventions and the ranged weapon schematics he gave to Recoil, and all else that followed, including what he knew of the events with Rescue Team.

"Tridax will probably have my head, I was the one leading the team to gain the attention of the Matoran, now I am unsure of whether things have been made better or worse."

IC:Vorzorak-Gym,

Vorzorak rolled over, but the sword, still impaled his Shoulder, and he yelled with Pain, his staff fell out of his Hand, and he took he remaining useful arm to pull out an arrow, and try and stab his offender, "You, win, I, Guess." he Barely Managed, Blood was all over the Floor, Dripping fast, that was the last sight he saw before he blacked out from a combo of Shock, and Blood loss.

Ic: San (outside front of school)

"San has arrived at the one named, "Corpus Rahkshi." His mighty quest to find the holy grail of pudding ever continues! I shall now take my first step towards the school!"

He took one step.

"San will now take the second step towards the school!"

He took another step.

"San will now take a third step!"

He took one step again.

"And now the quest commences!"

Ooc: San open for interaction.

IC: Fang - Infirmary

"No, he couldn't have," Fang growled threateningly before jumping up to follow Kat. He took the other end instinctively before glancing up at Kat. "What... are we going to do?"

IC: Shark / Gym

Shark easily grabbed the arrow out of his opponent's hand as he went unconscious. Incredibly pathetic. That fight lasted, what, ten seconds? And now he had the chance to kill another. Just a single decapitating stroke. It would be easy.

And incredibly obvious. There were far too many witnesses.

His mind raced, trying to invent some means to accidentally end Vozorak's life. There was still a - fruit-shaped? - fountain over there, what if he drowned? But there was no way to get him underwater without suspicion. Shark was completely uninjured, so there would be no excuse for something collapsing on top of him and driving his fin into the incompetent's Kraata. Was there anyone else who would do it for him? Unlikely.

After much contemplation (though, the great thing about thought was that you could do a lot of thinking in really very little time, and thus only perhaps a few seconds passed) Shark came to the conclusion that there was obviously nothing he could do in here, and slung the unconscious Rahkshi onto his shoulder with no more difficulty than a Matoran lifting a Kohlii staff before striding purposefully out of the Gym and into the hallways, headed for the infirmary. As far as he could discern, this could only possibly be a win. If no one was in the hallways to see him, then he could somehow kill the Rahkshi there. If there was someone to see him, he would nobly deliver the Rahkshi to the Infirmary, further proof that he was no murderer.

Although, in all honesty, he was hoping for the former.

IC: Drift - Hallways

I wandered the halls, contemplating what to do with the Gukko. I passed by a Rahk who I'd seen glimpses of some time ago.

OOC: That's Rain.

IC: Silver - Hallways

I saw a large Rahkshi carrying another one, seemingly unconscious. I stepped up to them.

"What happened to him?"

OOC: Aaaaaaand that's Shark.

IC: Shark / Hallways

"Spar. He's hopelessly bad." explained Shark flatly. "I honestly didn't expect to hit him. Even that stupid glowy vampire guy would have been able to dodge my attack." Oh well. No murder today, apparently...

Unless he could somehow frame this guy. If Shark was correct, he was new, and therefore no one would have any reason not to consider him a murderous maniac. He examined him swiftly and inconspicuously for any weaponry on his person before bringing his gaze back up and making eye contact once more. A naginata staff. Hmm. Might work, but risky... He waited for the newcomer's response.

IC: Revenge-Hallway

Revenge turned and walked down to the Gym looking for stronghold.

IC: Melody-Causeway

Melody crawled out from her little cave and flew back to the school.

IC: Silver - Hallways

"Spar, huh? Does that happen in the gym, or is there another place specifically for sparring?" I asked, noticing his eyes flutter over my weapons.

OOC: The blade is hidden when his hand isn't in a fist (like now), so I respectfully request an edit in your post. Thanks.

OOC: Edited. Sorry. Although you may want to clarify that in his profile, 'emerging out above the wrist' could mean an emergence of movement or just that it's there.

IC: Shark / Hallway

"No, just the Gym." Shark decided that unless a ridiculously obvious opportunity presented itself, he would make no moves. With Zex' murder only just recently, and another hopefully approaching soon, he would wait. Better to build credit with authorities now. "I'm delivering him to the Infirmary."

IC: Rain - Hallways

Her footsteps were firm and steady, her eyes fixed firmly ahead. She had a mission. There would be no...

"Oh, hiya," she burst out, nearly stumbling in her efforts to keep the Rahk in her sight. It was the one with the glowing paint from earlier. "I like your paint."

She idly spun back and forth, preening in her newly painted armor. 

IC: Silver - Hallways

"Okay, thanks." I nodded appreciatively.

IC: Drift  - Hallways

I turned to the voice.

"Uh... thanks, I guess." I paused, suddenly uncomfortable.

IC: Rain - Hallways

Rain stopped her rocking and stared curiously at the Rahk. "There's not many Rahkshi here who show such promise. How did you get it to glow?"

Not even a mention of her own paint...

IC: Deadeye 

Deadeye charged forward, flipping both his knifes to point towards Root's head.

IC: Shark / Hallway to Infirmary

Not sarcastically, but not exactly happily, Shark said, "No problem."

He continued on to the Infirmary, and set down the unconscious Rahkshi on an open bed. "New one for you, Palma," he called out to the master healer, just loudly enough that she'd be able to hear him.

IC: Drift  - Hallways

"Well... I was just mixing regular paint - experimenting with different chemicals - and I found one that made it luminescent. I haven't been able to make any since I arrived here..." I looked down at my feet awkwardly.

IC: Fang - Infirmary

 

"No, he couldn't have," Fang growled threateningly before jumping up to follow Kat. He took the other end instinctively before glancing up at Kat. "What... are we going to do?"

IC Kat:

"Somethin' I've been meaning to do for days. We're gonna lay a friend to rest."

IC: Root - Library

Quick as a limber sapling, Root's hand shot out with... a wide leaf. The large, green surface was meant as merely a distraction as Root rolled to the side and put up his staff to bash Deadeye with another dose of poison.

IC: Rain - Hallways

"Oh..." she replied. Karz, this one was hard to talk to. Especially since they seemed to not recognize true art that was RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM!!

"I'll have to give it a try sometime," Rain calmly said. "If you'll excuse me, I've got a Scribbler to end."

IC: Fang - Infirmary

Fang nodded slowly. "It's... about time," he sighed. "He deserved more..."

IC: Drift - Hallways

I nodded respectfully. Suddenly, the Gukko launched itself off my shoulder seemingly angrily, claws extended at the Rahkshi's shoulder. I reached out, trying to catch it.

IC:Shadow-Gym

He felt a little Less afraid of the painter, it was because she hadn't come yet, and she MIGHT, not be coming, then again, she may be planning, oh well. the one chance he had was to use the sword, its just a simple sword, nothing fancy, nothing much. but he was a good swordsman in his opinion, and it was his last hope.

IC: Sanu-Gym

Sanu was happily just walking around the gym, "Anyone want to spar?" he simply said aloud, it was time to test his staff... his little tricks

OOC: open for interaction.

IC: Deadeye

The poison was smashed into him, making him feel very woozy. He clumsily stumbled into a right hook headed for Root's face.

IC: Rain - Hallways

Rain spun on a heel and started off, only to reel back at the angry screech of the Gukko. She instinctively swatted the flat of her staff at it and gave an embarrassing squeak of her own as she staggered back.

"By the Makuta, control your bird!" she gasped. "What's its problem?"

IC: Root - Library

Root jumped to his feet directly behind Deadeye. With the slowing effects of the poison, he had just enough time to bring his staff between the fist and his faceplate. Another round of poison for his foe.

IC: Drift - Hallways

I coaxed the Gukko back onto my shoulder, but it still stared at the other Rahk with a hint of animosity.

"It's not really my bird..." I inclined my head apologetically.

IC: Silver - Hallways, Gym

After the large Rahkshi left I made my way to the gym. There, I summoned up a dozen dummies, preparing to practice my skills.

IC Shatter:

Shatter dove to the side, whirling his chain out to wrap it around Sliver's arm.

IC: Sliver - Gym.

Now we're getting somewhere.... I let my powers envelop me, the protective barrier of cyclonic wind sending the chain spinning off course, away from me. As the barrier fell I strode forwards, loosing another arrow at his chest. 

IC: Silver - Gym

I set my weapons to the side for now, wiggling the fingers on my left hand freely. I brought the other back and forward, connecting with the dummy's head with a satisfying crack. Without wasting a second, I pivoted around and lashed out with my foot, catching another's chest with a sharp kick. I ducked and executed a sweep kick, sending yet another crashing and shattering. A heartbeat later I was up again, thrusting forward with a spearhand strike right for a fourth one's gut.

IC: Exxan - Gym.

I picked up one of my knives and flung it the target, using a blast of air to accelerate its trajectory. It smacked hard into the rock, cracking it. I used another burst of my powers to dislodge it from the rock and pull it back towards me, then picked out another target.

There was a war coming, and I needed to be ready for it. 

IC Kat: As we left, I called to Palma, "If and when Tridax comes looking for me, let him know I'll be out near the Causeway, will you, Palma?

And then we were out the door, headed that way.

"I don't suppose you know where we can get some wood for a pyre....?"

IC: Rain - Hallways

Rain glared right back as she pulled herself up indignantly. Her fresh paint better not have been scratched...

She huffed as she turned away to begin her march once more. What a selfish, inconsiderate, blind excuse of an artist! Apparently not all those that practiced the arts shared that kinship.

IC: Fang - Hallways

"Wood...?" he repeated. Where the Karz would he find wood in this place? Everything was either stone or metal. "Not unless you wanted to risk a run to Nynrah."

IC:Sanurahk-Gym

Sanurahk was sitting down, messing with the Spring he stuffed in his Pocket, he made absolutely nothing from it, his creativity was going downhill, until he thought of Something, he started twisting the metal up, getting the little bit of his metal in his Belt, and made a Tiny Rahkshi Statue, he based it off the several rahkshi in the gym, each one of the Spines a different type of rahkshi spine, he made a Staff based on his own in the right hand, it was all really tiny, but since it was Sturdy metal, he was good until, SNAP, and the tiny staff snapped in half "Man." he muttered, he Started Repairing the Staff. it was un-detailed, he would Detail it later.

IC: Silver - Gym

With a sudden twist, I popped a dummy's head clean off it's shoulders - of course, that wouldn't have happened to a real Rahkshi, but it would still be painful. I slid towards the wall and grabbed my staff, rotating my body and aiming the naginata all in one motion. In the blink of an eye, it was flying towards the final dummy's torso. I was no accuracy Rahk, but the weapon hit home, impaling the statue.

OOC: Last post of the day.

IC: Alpha/Hallways

Feeling successful in getting past Exxan, I almost bumped into Fang and Kat...who were lugging Omega's dead body somewhere.

"Uh...are you?"
I was going to ask whether they were going to give my brother a proper funeral but I thought that this was already obvious.
 

IC Kat

"Not looking to go there right now, no. Looks like we'll have to make do with plasma."

Alpha nearly ran us over.

"Yeah. It's time we put this to bed."

We came outside, in the cool air of the Causeway. One of Chirox' Teeth had been cut down, it seemed. That would do perfectly. "Fang, will you cut a slab off of the collapsed pillar there? He should at least be on something when we do this."

IC: Alpha/Hallways

I solemnly nodded.

"Mind if I lend a hand with him."

I gestured to the body.

IC: The reactions from Hoto's eyes, even blind as they were, were too sluggish when reacting. Light was a particular weakness of the Rahkshi after all, the response to it being shone in the eyes should have been instant. 

"You've suffered trauma to the head," Palma explained to Hoto, "Short of cracking you open to get a look at your brain in person, I can't really tell what exactly has gone wrong. The healing I've already done should have ensured nothing hazardous, like an internal fluid leak forming clotting. But the effects might be a bit more psychological and long lasting. Brains are tricky like that. The thing to do may simply be to keep you under observation for a while."

Another drop off. Leaving Hoto with reassurances that she was at least around friends, Palma went to patch up Vorzorak

IC: Shadow-Gym,

Shadow was still preforming standard exercises and Stretches

She Can't be as bad as I am making it out to be... she was losing to me before she... Picked up the staff, all I need is to disarm her... and I know exactly how... If she ever actually Shows up... She may not, but she gave me that "I'm going to kill you no matter what in karzahni trys to stop me" Look and overall Appearance... I'm Dead... 

IC: Fang - Hallways

He nodded in greeting to Alpha after making sure they weren't going to collide.

"Cut..." he looked around and saw the pillar she referred to. "Oh, of course. If you could just... take him, Alpha, I'll get the slab."

He handed Omega off and approached the pillar, hands already radiating heat. Fortunately, this stone shouldn't attempt to eat him. Just to be safe, he made a few tentative test cuts before slicing all the way through in a smooth motion. It only took him a few moments to get a piece large enough to fit Omega's body.



IC: Hoto - Infirmary

She fell silent at Palma's diagnosis. Trauma to the head? How did that happen? What was so terrible that she shouldn't remember it? Just the thought of it terrified her.

With little else to do, Hoto just curled up on the bed in silence.