Corpus Rahkshi

IC: Shield

As Shield turned to sit down, a pair of legs scampered onto the shelf opposite him. And on the shelf was the most beautiful rahkshi he had ever seen. Her face was sweet and innocent, and she was small and cute. Her yellow armour shone brightly. He only just managed to say: "H-hello, miss."

IC: Palma ignored the student on the floor. If he was going to react like that he could wait or get out of her way. She instead turned her attention to Punch.

"Where's his suit? It would be easier to help with the supports from his suit."

IC: Punch/Infirmary

He went out and brought it in.

"Please help him, Palma."

I don't want someone else dying because of me...

IC: Sanu

The Kaulirahk Entered the Infirmary, and teleported on top of one of the Beds,

IC: Blade

Blade Entered the Gym.

Now What?

Seriously? You don't know what to do? Look around for someone to spar with, THEN KILL EM' RIGHT IN THE FACE!

Not killing. Remember that.

Why not?

I've answered that a Dozen times in the past, not gonna Answer again.

Actually you've told me exactly 87 times.

Why did you count?

I Didn't, just quickly searched through your Memorys, and found it to be 87.

Well then, you're Wrong, its 88.

IC: Sidonas - Dorm

Sidonas, looking out his window, and then to his broken left arm, thought:

I should probably head to the infirmary. Then I need to.. to think, rest and think..

Sidonas walked down to the Infirmary, and laid himself in a bed, staring up at the ceiling, with an expression on his face that still showed that same sad and short thought.

It's my fault. I should have done something..

IC: Glaciem Ignis - Hallways.

Is he talking to us? 

Of course he's talking to us. Do you see anyone else here who fits the profile of a "strange creature"?

Karz.... good point.... you win.

We regard the other rahk with matching bemused expression. "I - we - are a Rahkshi." 

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IC: Era - Causeway.

I heard the soft patter of wings, and then something small and feathered lands on my shoulder. "Aw, where have you been?" I said, reaching up gently to stroke Zivon's head, "You missed a lot."

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IC: Sliver - Gym.

Leaving my dorm, I headed to the gym - a part of the school that always seemed to be full of rahks. 

IC Grim:

"Greetings. I am Grim, Spawn of The Dark Mistress Gorast." Their right fist smacked against their left chest plate. A warrior's salute.

"I am in fact a newcomer, and I would know, what transpired that caused these Rahkshi such injuries? Were they simply inept? Or was their foe too strong or numerous?"

IC Kat:

I shook my head weakly, "She's... The one who attacked you...." I wanted to explain more, but fluid was filling my lungs, and I choked and coughed bile and blood.

IC: Fang - Infirmary

He wanted to say more, but now was not the time. "Palma!" he called over his shoulder.

IC: Char - Library

Just a few shelves more...

"H-hello, miss."

Char froze in surprise, only to remember too late where she was. Her hands slipped from the shelf, sending books and Rahkshi tumbling to the ground.

IC: Shock

Shock approached the building, when... The karz is that? Shock flew by the terrain crawler. There were Rahkshi talking outside of the thing. He flew by, and forgot about the giant fortress that is Corpus. He crashed into the wall, and fell. Luckily, it was high enough for him to recover. He did so and made a descent in front of the crawler, where he promptly collapsed. "Ow." Was all that escaped his lips.

IC: Draco

Draco felt a sharp pain in his upper thigh. Roaring in pain and rage, Draco dropped his hammer and grabbed Vitesse. He then threw her at the crowd of students watching.

IC: Vitesse

Vitesse activated her density powers in the air to lessen the impact.

IC: Shark / Causeway

Shark calculated and performed a pleased half-grin and thumped his own right hand against his own chestplate, resisting the urge to grimace at the pain it brought to him. The warrior's salute, from son of Gorast - that told him practically everything about the sort of Rahk this was. "We came from the island of Visorak, playing a game which pitted us against ourselves in a Visorak hunting ground. Some indeed fought with the strength of true Rahkshi, and fell only to foes in numbers and powers far greater than their own." Though he made no mention of himself, it was clear in his inflection that he was an exemplary member of this first group.

There came a crash, and some idiot landed in a heap beside them with a pathetic utterance of 'ow.' "Others, though, fell due to their finely-honed incompetence," Shark continued derisively with a meaningful glance at Shock.

IC: Shock

Shock muttered curses under his breath, then stood up and spoke. "I just got done torching a village and this is what I get. That's Corpus, I guess..."

IC: Nightmare

"Ignore him. Lets continue towards our current goal." he said, then Started walking towards the doors,

IC Grim:

Their gaze followed the Other Rahkshi as he crashed to the ground.

And smiled, less a sign of pleasure, and more an acknowledgement of the beings lesser status.

"Excellent. My thanks."

Grim strode back into the school, and back to the gym.

It greeted them with a several stone arrows whizzing his way.

They caught the first, stepped aside from the second, and deflected the remaining two with their buckler.

OOC: open for interaction.

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"I've never seen the gym attack someone the second they enter the room," I mused, approaching the newcomer and taking on the air of someone who'd been here a while, "Maybe it doesn't like you?" 

IC: Shock

"Everyone is a critic..." Shock muttered, then he followed Nightmare into the school. "Where do we start?" He asks, looking around at the familiar hallways.

IC Grim:

"Or perhaps I prefer a challenge." Grim challenged.

"Beyond that, it matters little. It is a training room, nothing more. As far as I am concerned, it is serving it's purpose."

IC: Shark / Crawler to Infirmary

Ignoring the plummeter's objections Shark entered the school at last, making his way straight to the Infirmary. After locating with some difficulty an empty bed, he lay down upon it and said, "Whenever you're ready, Palma." He could wait. There was certainly going to be an auspicious amount of conversation in this room for a quiet listener, staring inconspicuously at the ceiling, to overhear...

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"That's a very...." I paused a moment to search for an appropriate term, "....simplistic outlook on life. 

IC: Nightmare

"Lets start by looking for a Kurahk in a hat."

IC: Draco

Draco roared, and charged Vitesse, no regard for who he hit.

IC: Shock

"Alright, let's- what was that?" Shock asked. He heard what sounded like the faint roar of a wild Rahi. "In addition to matoran, did a... Muaka enter the school?"

IC Doubt

"Well, let's..."

The sound of noise emitted from down the hall.  Maybe battle?

"Ah, yes. The training area... (maybe)"

IC Vaalku

"You know of another?" Vaalku said with genuine confusion. He hadn't seen any electricity Rahks around, and much less deceased ones. What was Legion playing at?

IC: Nightmare

"I Haven't been in the school for like, 2 or 3 hours, so, Maybe?" He Said "I don't know what Disk I picked up, Hopefully Freezing if there is one." 

IC: Shock

"We'll, lets go huntin." Shock said, taking out his launcher. He started heading in the direction of the roar.

IC: Illusive - Dorm.

Turning a corner, I reached the door of my dorm and dropped out of flight mode. Seeing no sign of my moronic pursuer, I slipped inside, quietly closing the door and locking it behind me.

Hopefully that would take care of that issue. 

IC: Nightmare

"Looks like lunch is gonna be Huge!" He said enthusiastically.

IC Kakarahk:

Like the 'moronic pursuer' Illusive had called him, Kakarahk turned the corner and flew on, turning the next corner that came up.

IC: Shock

Shock nodded his head. He turned the corner and- turned back around. "Unless we want to be cannibals, I doubt we are going to eat anything but slop." Shock said.

IC: Nightmare

"Well whats wrong with Cannibalism?" He asked.

IC: Shock

"We'll first off, there isn't much meat on kraata, and look who we would be trying to eat." Shock said, motioning towards Draco.

IC: Bullseye, Toxin, Stronghold, and Punch/Infirmary

Bullseye and Toxin ran through the door and saw Stronghold...or rather his Kraata.

"Don't tell me..."

But then they saw the suit, and Punch moping.

"Hey, Punch? You okay?"

Punch said nothing. Bullseye looked around and saw Fang, and a very injured Kat, and another Kraata.

"What happened?"

IC: Sliver - Gym.

 

"That's a very...." I paused a moment to search for an appropriate term, "....simplistic outlook on life.

The even, predatory gaze of Grim finally fell upon the split colors of the Rahkshi before them.

"You presume this room to be for any other purpose? Whatever it's other capabilities, it was built for a singular purpose."

They snatched yet another stone arrow out of the air mere millibio from Sliver's head.

"To prepare us for battle."

IC Poly:

"Of course we do. We are Legion, for we are many. Our presence is unknown until we reveal ourselves. And there is much to know in this place."

We looked over. "Brother, would you assist us in helping with an ascension?" Deadeye was the only loyal follower we had. It only made sense to use his full capabilities.

IC: Sliver - Gym.

I didn't flinch. "Prepare us, you say?" I chuckled, "But what of those who are already prepared?" 

IC Grim:

"-If- you are as prepared as you claim, then you would no longer be here, in this place, and would be serving your own Dark Master. Since you are not, you clearly were not referring to yourself, unless you find your own ego too large. In which case you are a fool, and a weakling."

IC Caoutchouc

Slow and plodding steps carried him through the hallways. His destination ; the Infirmary. Inside, he collapsed on a bed as far from the bustle as possible, face down so as better to examine the pillow.

IC: Dakilik

Dakilik, seeing another couple of Rahk enter, gathered that the one pointing a spear at him was Palma, a healer. He then nervously went to a bed and lied down, cautiously telling the healer, "Start when you're ready. Just keep the scar, at least cosmetically speaking. It gives me purpose." He knew he sounded crazy...

But then again, you are crazy.

Shut up, shut up, shut up!

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"Oh, you misunderstand," I said smoothly, "my father sent me here. And now that my task is complete, I have my own plans," I frowned, regarding him quizzically, "Have you no ambitions of your own?" 

IC Grim:

"My ambitions are none of your concern. Now, if you wish to spar, I will gladly oblige you. Otherwise, leave me, I have training to attend to."

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"Well, if you're offering, I don't see any reason to refuse." 

IC Grim:

"Arm yourself, then," they said, drawing the mace from its loop.

IC: Sliver - Gym.

I pulled my bow off over my back, running my fingertips over the bladed edges to ensure it they were still sharp. 

"Ready when you are," I shifted into a battle stance.