BZPRPG: Ta-Wahi

IC: DarixThat standing wasn't going to help. On cue a Toa of iron walked in, similar to Tahukama. However, his armor was spiked, being blue and gunmetal, not the smooth gold and dark red armor the Toa of fire normally wore. He held out his hand, and the guards would see the bars that held The Dusk captive were bending.

IC: Seeing the newcomer apparently freeing The Dusk, Taronak shot a small blast of fire at him, to break his concentration.

IC: DarixThinking quick, he pulled away the iron bars and turned ten Ito a shield and blocked the fire ball,"My master is here," The Dusk said, "Your doom,"

IC: Taronak knew he had to subdue The Dusk. He threw a fireball at The Dusk, hoping to subdue him.

IC: The DuskThe dusk was hit, but he was used to being hit by fire by now. Still it hurt, but it wasn't enough to stop him. He started to run out the cell, with Darix behind him.

IC: Taronak chased afte him, and shot another blast of fire at them.

IC: The Dusk and DarixThe two had made it outside before the fireball hit Darix. It hurt, but he had worse. The Dusk struck his staff to the ground and the two were lifted by a rock pillar and they walked off with a rock bridge forming before them.

IC: Taronak pursued them, and yelled to the gurads. Several Ta-Metoran followed him, as he pursued the two beings.

IC: The dusk and DarixIt was too law, by the time the guards woul assemble together, the two were out of the Wahi.OOC: Dusk and Darix to Po-Wahi.

IC: Deyr:The Le-Matoran was out of place. He mumbled to himself, looking down at the ground as he shuffled through Ta-Koro.OOC: MEF! =O

"Oh, I'm sorry," Tairel says after walking right into the Le-Matoran. "I'm a bit dazed today it seems..."-Mef Man

IC: Dyer:The Matoran lifted his head, looking around, "Wait a minute... Where the karz am I? Who are you!?"

"My name is Tairel; this is Ta-Koro," he replies. "Are...you okay?"-Mef Man

IC: Deyr:The Matoran blinked... He remembered being in Le-Koro..."Well, I guess that's a mystery-secret..." He said, "I'm good-fine! My name is Deyr!"

"Nice to meet you," he replies, smiling at the Matoran as he speaks. "You seem a bit lost; need some help with anything?"-Mef Man

IC: Deyr:He shook his head violently, "No help-need, just have-must figure where to go-move next."

IC: [stronin]"Hurr-durr work."

IC: Isfel drew his sword to inspect it. He had started the motion, might as well finish it. "I've been training ever since I was a kid, with whoever I could. I mean, I originally just trained at home, but then I got turned out into the world, and here I am now. How about you?"

"Okay, but do you need me to do anything at all?"-Mef Man

IC: Deyr:"Erm..." Deyr replied, "Point me in the correct direction of the nearest doctor! I think I suffered a concussion!"

"I'm a doctor," states Tairel. "And...are you sure you have a concussion?"-Mef Man

IC: Deyr:"Well, my head hurts," Deyr admitted, "And I can't remember stuff."

"Follow me," Tairel says simply; gently grabbing the Matoran's arm. The Toa of Fire leads him toward a nearby building. If there was just a quiet area in here, he could perform a quick operation...-Mef Man

IC: Deyr:"Where are you going?" Deyr asked innocently, "Is it to a carnival? I don't really like those... The weird people there scare me."

IC:Kohra raised her eyebrow slightly at the newcomer, a barely notable gesture. A tension was forming between the Toa and the Vortixx as they stood across from each other, sizing each other up. They're eyes met, each trying to read the other and mutually failing to make a certain assumption about who their opposite was underneath the outside. Both remained as unapproachable to each other as they were and Kohra almost chuckled at the situation. Even their colour-schemes seemed to be similar to a degree. "I'm a traveler...and possible source of income if your partner here is up to the job."

"It's just right here," he says to the Matoran. "Now, just lie down right...here," the Toa instructs upon finding a wooden table. "And, try to relax. I'll heal you of anything that may be wrong with you."-Mef Man

IC: Deyr/Ryed:The second the Le-Matoran laid down, he tried to grab Tairel's wrist."I don't think so," Ryed hissed at the Tairel.

Tairel faces the new being that was standing near the two of them."Can I help you with something?" he asks the being, turning back to Deyr.-Mef Man

OOC: Deyr is Ryed btw...IC: Ryed:​"That's the thing," the Matoran growled, "You wanted to help him. Doing that would kill me, and I can't let you do that."

OOC: I beg your-

"What the Karz?" he says; forcing the Matoran's hand away from his wrist. The Ta-Toa takes a few quick steps back before drawing his sword. "This is what I get for trying to help an insane Le-Matoran; what the Karz are you?" -Mef Man

OOC: Split personalities =3IC: Ryed:The Matoran looked over his armor, "Oh right, since I'm a Matoran of air, I'm a Le-Matoran... I can never get that strait... Who am I? I... Am Ryed. I blow stuff up, and make jokes about it. Need another explanation?"

"Just...stand still; I can heal of this disease," Tairel states as he edges closer toward the insane Matoran. Whatever was wrong with him, he'd fix it.-Mef Man

IC: Ryed:"I'd rather you not," Ryed warned, "You see, I'm not sure which mask you wear. If you have a mask of healing, I have no way to know what effects it could have on our minds. It could fuse the two of us together as one being, creating something new, or it might overwrite the other me. That would be bad, then one person would have to know I blew something up, and would come looking for us, only to find just me, and not the other me. That would be a little bad, eh?"

"No it wouldn't," he says; weapon still drawn. "Listen, I'm going to give you a few seconds to submit or I'll use force. Which would you prefer?"-Mef Man

IC: Ryed:"Harming a innocent Matoran?" Ryed asked, "Isn't that against the hypocritical oath or something?"Ryed's eyes shifted to the entrance to the attic, blocked by Tairel, "Still, I'd like to pick C. DO A BARREL ROLL!"With that, Ryed jumped forward, trying to roll between Tairel's legs to the entrance.

Tairel closes his feet together while sending a small sheet of flame at the Matoran's body. That would definitely stop the Matoran...-Mef Man

IC: Ryed:The Matoran was stuck between the Toa's legs. How embarrassing. All the other people in the villains society of evilness would laugh at him if they learned about this."Er... Truce?" He asked.

"Yeah," he starts before placing a hand on the Matoran's throat. Tairel begins to choke him and lift him up at the same time. "Truce."-Mef Man

IC: Ryed:The Matoran grinned nervously, legs kicking, his hands holding trying to pry open Tairel's fingers a bit trying to breathe."You know if you kill me, you kill him too," Ryed choked out.

"Don't worry," Tairel says in an almost calm manner. "You'll fall unconscious before you die. I'll take that time to get rid of you."-Mef Man