Corpus Rahkshi

IC: Shield

Shield walked up to Punch's unconcious body, raising his leg above his head. "Time to end this, forever." He hissed.

IC: Raith - Halls

The rahk returns the greeting, continuing to stand there...I guess that I'll have to make conversation, possibly find something out about this rahk-- no, that is the wrong way to think about this. I will not, I must not succumb to my old ways.

I frantically search my mind for a non-threatening, non-imposing way to phrase the question. I've never had to do this before, I realise, my panic mounting.

"Uh...I haven't seen you around...are you new here?" I mumble.

IC: Torch - Nynrah

I grin, remembering the harmonious screams that emanated from the last Fe-Matoran who encountered me...now that was great.

I follow Shock, my excitement mounting as we close in on the small village.

IC: Nymph

I nod.

IC: Raith - Halls

I search for something to say...I keep on hearing her voice, my voice, urging me on. And what will I do with my time now? I suddenly have a need to fill it that I never encountered before.

"What's the matter? You look pretty shaken." I ask...hopefully it won't startle this student. Again, I have no experience of this, so I hope my actions don't come off as 'rude'...

IC Beach

"HEY, STOP IT!" Despite the weak frailty of his yell, the shove is not weak. A shove directed at a certain heat resistant rahk about to stomp on Punch's head.

"What the karz are you doing?!" The rubberahk speaks exasperatedly.

IC: Shield

Shield fell to the ground, before looking up at the Rubberahk. "He killed Root, didn't listen to me, and is a general . I think his time is up."

IC Beach

Mired in pain, fatigue, general tiredness and overall a sense of confusion, Caoutchouc could manage only a few scant words. "Who is Root?"

IC: Shield

"My only real friend." Shield said.

IC Beach

"Ah, I am sorry for my inconsiderate words." As he spoke, he moved between the belligerent rahkshi and the downed one. "Killing this one won't bring him back, it'll only serve to satisfy a terrible and short term desire.

IC: Shield

"It's justice." Shield said, glaring at Cao. 

IC Caoutchouc - Beach

"What was the situation of Root's death?"

IC: Hoto - Malebranche

Upon seeing Veltorm's conspicuous form, the attendants at Grossh's gate ushered the three inside and back into the familiar waiting room. The figures Hoto could only assume were suits of armor still lined the walls.

She let Phogen's and Jayar's hands drop from her own. She desperately clung to that wide, false grin, trying to hide her nervousness and discomfort.

IC: Fang - Crawler (Team Backstab)

Fang heard a familiar voice echoing into the Crawler from just outside. Karz...

They had all left Caoutchouc in the forest in pursuit of his assailant. Somehow, the elastics Rahkshi must have made it back on his own. Fang pulled himself up and staggered to the door to see if he could help.

Outside, Fang saw Caoutchouc arguing with a Doublecross member over the prone form of Punch. He decided to sit back and just listen.

IC: Tube - Commercial Sector

With the scary Rahk gone, Tube dug into their food with surprising zeal. They hardly seemed to notice the screams and sounds of battle echoing in from the hallways. 

As the second bowl of slop fell back to the tray empty, they gave Whak a questioning look. "Did you hear something?"

IC: Liar - Hallways (Outside Gym)

Seeing Poly tamper with the body suddenly gave Liar an idea. He walked over to it, picked it up, and threw it over his shoulder as he prepared to take it to the infirmary.

"Well," he said, momentarily turning back to his partners in crime. "Can't leave her lying here forever, now can we? Might as well bring her to Palma..."

And establish my "innocence" in the process...

IC: Nymph

"...Things," I say warily; no doubt a shedload of insults, violence and general nastiness would come my way if my love for knowledge became commonly known.

IC: Shield

Tears began to well up in Shield's eyes. "We could have saved him! But he carried him in the most careless way, killing him!" Shield said, sobbing.

Ic Kat:

Karz.... Well that wasn'ttoo helpful.

"Alright, we go in we stick together! We know there's at lest four hostages, maybe more! Look for cocoons, and watch your flanks! Visorak like ambushes, and Rhotuka can come in at almost any angle! Guard up, and you shouldn't have a problem, but if you need to fall back, don't hesitate to do so! Ready?"

IC Poly:

"Yes, that would be wise. Wretched thing never had a chance, the brutes mangled her."

IC: Lucid / Lucid's Cave

At last, Lucid arrived at her mainland cave. After reciting a short but powerful chant to expunge and Worflanges who had entered in her absence, she slid through the gap in the rock and down through a short and almost vertical passageway, into the grotto which was far more her own territory than that stupid dorm room they'd given her. Really, why did they think anyone could get any sleep in a room that spontaneously filled with fish every other day at dawn and every third day at noon? It was ridiculous.

But this... this was her domain. She felt at home here, if not as much as she did in the realm of dreams summoned by her ring. Over by one wall was her small garden, positioned to grant the plants (which were of a variety fairly comfortable with darkness anyway) as much sunlight as possible within the cave. The plants weren't as beautiful as the ones in her dream, but they were glorious in their own rugged way, and the berries the bore were vastly superior to Refectory slop. (Plus devoid of the poisonous obstrificum the slop was so full of.) In the other corner lay a sort of leafy nest, similar to one a fairly ingenious Rahi might create, a bed as comfortable as Lucid could desire or develop.

It was into this nest Lucid sank now, after only a brief moment to water and say goodnight to her plants. Through the small opening visible in the cave wall she could see the stars, gazing down upon her. With fondness or impassiveness, who could say, but Lucid tended to believe the former. It had been a long day, and helped along by a slight use of her Sleep powers, tiredness soon gave way to sleep and peaceful dreams for the stargazer.

* * *

IC: Jayar / House of Grossh

Jayar stood by Hoto, his hand falling to his side, and awaited an audience with Grossh or one of his lieutenants. Into what devious devices was Phogen scheming to incorporate the goldsmith into, he wondered as idly as such thoughts came. And, as perhaps befitting his current mindset of skepticism bordering on paranoia, he continued this train of thought to now contemplation of what goals into which Grossh intended to incorporate the Rahkshi. Certainly the gold-adorned walls brought profit to mind.

IC: Alpha/Doublecross

I nodded.

IC: Counterpunch+Punch+Uppercut/Crawler

I smirked, disrupting the long silence. Both red and green turned to me.

~T'was nothing. Just smiling as Shield failed to kill us. Some hero. As far as I'm concerned, I don't think Root would've killed.~

Punch stood up.

~Why Counter? Why?~ he asked. ~Why can't you accept? Mourn? We killed his best friend.~

~So what! We never had friends. Just a compassionate teacher and his sympathetic older brothers.~

~But they were close enough!~

~Had he known my true darkness they probably would've left us anyways.~

I stopped for a moment. The room became brighter all of a sudden.

~Looks like we're about to wake up,~ said Punch. ~I'll take control to apologize.~

~No! Last time you tried to do so, we almost just got killed!~

~Having repentance is better than having none at all.~

~Let's vote on it.~

Both me and Punch looked at Uppercut. So far he hasn't interfered on either side, and has only spoke to try and stop the arguments we had.

~He seems to have a neutral side on things,~ said Punch. ~And we have an odd number of each other. So Uppercut will be like a tiebreaker of sorts.~

I nodded.

~Perhaps this may be a good idea. I say that I should take control. Anyone?~

I raised my hand. It seemed that Uppercut was clearly opposed because, like Punch he kept his hand down. I sighed....

~What about Punch?~ I begrudgingly said.

Both raised their hands.

~Fine, but if we die, it's on your hands. Not mine.~

And Punch awoke and his eyes became a dull red. He leaned up against the wall and groaned as he rubbed his head.

"What happened?"

IC: Shield

Shield looked down at Punch scowling. "Count me out." Shield said coldly.

IC: Chirox only knew what the Visorak had been pumping into Sliver while she'd been in their captivity. Venoms to keep her still, poisons to start the mutations, anticoagulants to make sure her blood kept pumping with all that new stuff thickening it out. It was making her groggy and dulled the edge of her powers.

But sometimes a hammer was just as good as a sword.

The gale forces of her cyclone tore the webbing apart, dropping her to the ground below. She probably had a few seconds before the disturbance she had undoubtedly caused along the cobweb network brought an angry response...

OOC: Sanurahk and Stronghold would also have their spinner effects wearing off about now, if either of them wanted to make some

daring escape

IC: The Matoran were small enough that Palma had them both on the same bed. It was easier than jumping back and forth between the two, having to split and bounce her attention around different subjects. 

"Questions that will need to be answered another time then. Perhaps they can tell us themselves if they live..." She moved to fix up the remains of the one's legs. "One of you do me a favour, find a way to support the head of the other one, make sure it doesn't move. Their neck is all but powder, any movement could do damage even I can't fix."

IC: While the Rahkshi seated themselves upon the couches around the central table, now regrettably cleared of the banquet from before, Veltorm went to a nearby corner and sat down in it. he was still larger than most of the suits of armour that lined the place in their static parade. 

Juleeka (the real one, Johmak had departed for parts unknown after seeing the new breed for herself) entered shortly after. 

"Apologies, but the master is currently engaged, he wasn't expecting you back yet. He knws you're here now though and should be here in only a short delay."

IC: Silver - Doublecross (Farsholt Village).

I got up on shaky legs and stumbled towards the nearest bit of cover, hoping the Visorak hadn't noticed me yet. The forest was within sight, and I started heading towards it. 

OOC: Stronghold had been trying to tear at the cocoon from the inside with the blades on his cestuses.

IC: Sanu

Sanu was mourning the loss of his knife even more at this point.

"If I ever get out of here, I will Avenge my knife! Make No-Eyes pay!" He yelled.

IC: Nightmare

Nightmare finally Crawled into his own cave.

IC: Vitesse

"Alright." Vitesse said, looking around. There had to be something solid around here....

IC: Mortsia

Mortsia too, looked around. Something hard, yet fairly small... A book! The nurse had to have some sort of medical books around, in case their was something she didn't remember. Mortsia looked around for a book...

OOC: Would Palma have any medical books?

IC: Shock

Shock started looking around, hoping to see a village. He noticed the land getting flatter, which must mean they were close. Shock smiled, hoping to collect some gruesome trophies, good weapons, and... A bag to carry all that stuff in.

IC: Liar - Infirmary

Liar swung open the door to the infirmary, stepping inside as he was greeted by the sight of two other injured Matoran. Setting the one he was carrying down on an empty bed, he then turned his attention to the other Rahkshi in the room who just so happened to be fawning over them.

Not wanting to give himself away, he fought the urge to smile at the pain they had caused.

"Hey, Palma," he said, jabbing his thumb towards the corpse behind him. "I brought in another one for you, but I think this one's a bit beyond help, if you know what I mean."

IC: Hoto - Malebranche

Hoto carefully took her seat with a soft, "Thank you," to Juleeka. The wonderful smells that had filled the room before had conspicuously vanished, and the table before her was smooth and empty. A part of her was glad to not have the added worries of trying to pick out the edible from the inedible, but she couldn't help but miss the amazing food.

IC: Char - Hallways

It was everything she had ever been told. A huge edifice towering over her, plain, grey, and imposing. She couldn't have pictured it any other way. This wasn't some flowery mansion for a wealthy Matoran. No, this was Corpus Rahkshi Academy, where all the "new breeds" must go to be poked and prodded at until the Makuta figured out just what to do with them. Somehow, she found she was okay with that.

Char paused for a moment to take it all in. One hand drummed on the butt of her flare gun. Just as the school was inconspicuous and utilitarian, her awkward armor poked out from all the drab greys of the island. It was as if having such comical proportions wasn't enough for her, but she had to paint herself fluorescent yellow just to make sure everyone noticed. It was hard not to notice her, waiting out there on the shoreline.

Then, she stepped forward and placed a hand on the large door. The inside of the building was much like she had expected as well, though not how she had been secretly hoping. Shouts and noises of battle echoed through the dim and colorless halls. A group of Rahkshi dissecting some Matoran. A pair of Rahkshi glaring at each other in silence, preparing for a duel. More students studying warfare in the vast Library. She wandered aimlessly through the halls, just trying to get a lay of the land. She smiled pleasantly at everyone she passed even as her eyes scanned them for weakness. She wasn't just here to learn to fight well under the banner of her Makuta. She wanted others to do the fighting for her.

OOC: Char open to interaction.

IC: Xara - Hallways.

Wiping away my tears, I got to my feet, Sand jumping off the bed to pad along beside me. I stepped out into the hallway, and almost ran right into an unfamiliar Rahkshi, with painfully yellow armour.

"You're new here." I said, not really phrasing it as a question. I definitely would've remembered someone whose paintjob made my eyes want to rip themselves out of my face. "Welcome to Corpus Rahkshi." 

IC: Mortsia

Mortsia looks at the new Rahk solemnly. He then spoke quietly a poem:

" Did his life mean nothing?

For he was different?

Are we really not weeping

Over this poor thing?

We act as if his life is indifferent

And his life not worth keeping."

Mortsia kept looking for a book.

IC: Nightmare

Nightmare decided what to do next.

"Hmm, I may want to furnish it..." He then picked up a Large Rock(Well, large to him, To other rahkshi it would be like a stepping stool), and brought it to the Position he wanted it at, And then Sat on it. "Hmm, Feels more comfortable than the ones I make in the gym! Step one, Done!"

IC: Char - Hallways

As she walked through what looked like Dormitories, a door suddenly opened and a Rahkshi of Chain Lightning stepped out in front of her. Char gasped and staggered back in surprise before catching her balance.

Once she had gained something approaching composure, she gave the Rahk a small grin and held out her hand. "Th-thanks," she stammered, "I'm... Ch-Char."

No, she's not one of my sisters. My first new face...

IC: Xara - Hallway.

"Hi," I replied numbly, resisting the urge to electrocute her hand as I shook it. "Hope you enjoy your stay." Was that what people said in situations like these? I had no karzing clue...

IC: Char - Hallways

Maybe the stutter is too much.

Char took a deep breath and seemed much better for it. "Thanks... I take it you... know this place? I just walked in, and it's soooo big!" Her voice seemed to echo through the boundless hallways before her.

IC: Xara - Hallway.

"Big enough for Matoran to find their way inside without anyone noticing, apparently," I remarked dryly, "But I think that's been dealt with. Nothing to worry about...." At least, I hoped so. 

IC: Shock

Shock continued flying for a while, before... Building! Los of them, much more than he thought. Quickly, Shock landed, and sort of hid in the grass, hiding from view.

IC: Mortsia

Ah! Books! Quickly, Mortsia grabbed some, put some books horizontally and stacked them, and moved the stacks to close to the matoran's neck, so he could not move his neck.

IC: Char - Hallways

She didn't quite get the offer for a tour she had been hoping for, but something else piqued her curiosity. "Yeah, I saw them," she winced. "Do... you know how they got in?"

IC: Revenge-Hallways

Revenge arived outside the Gym.  Looking around he saw some blood but no body.  Slightly worried he began to search for it.

IC: Rider

Rider was curled up into a ball, afraid. "R-revenge? Anyone?" He asked.

IC: Xara - Hallways.

"They probably walked in through the giant gaping archway out the front of the school," I replied. Then, as an afterthought, "We should probably get an actual door put in there at some point...." If it came to war, having some actual doors to slam shut in the face of the enemy would be extremely helpful....

IC: Revenge-Gym

Hearing his friend Revenge ran inside the Gym.  "I'm here Rider, I'm sorry I ran out on you like that!"

IC: Rider

Claws rushed up to Revenge and licked his foot. Rider got up. "What was that noise about?" Rider asked