Corpus Rahkshi

IC: Draco

Draco let out a growl of a warning. "This weak one? Bah. I could have taken him out on my own easily. We are warriors, not weaklings who stay on the sideline. Besides, he is not the problem; another group, one I feel is stronger than this one, pathetic, insolent Rahk."

How dare this one insult him? He was the spawn of Icarax, the strongest of them, not some low-lying scholar who had to scavenge after the warriors did the heavy work.

IC: Mortsia

Mortsia stayed silent, left to his own mind. Who was he? He was a scholar, one who strived for knowledge. He was not some feral animal, who picked fights- well, not anymore. But what about the Makuta? He shook himself to reality, watching Vlad leave. He jumped down, landing on his feet.

IC: Sliver - Tridax's Office.

"If you're so strong," I replied mockingly, "how is it you haven't dealt with this other rebellion already?" 

IC: Draco

"I am strong, but no fool. To take on three alone would be suicide, especially when there is a knife in your leg, and these seemed to be experienced students. Although, I know not their level." He shot back. These ones, while they did let it slip, at least had the sense to discuss it in private. While

IC: Sliver - Tridax's Office.

"If you're as strong as you claim to be, you wouldn't have had a knife in your leg to begin with," I hissed, growing tired of the mutant's mutterings, "so how about you stop pretending to be something you're not." 

IC: Draco

"I simply made a mistake on how good my sister has become. But she payed for it in full. That, and the other annoying Rahkshi. But enough of this argument." He said. He did not want to attack anybody. He might take one down, but all three? That would be impossible. Besides, they all wanted the same thing. Draco needed allies, after all.

IC: Sliver - Tridax's Office.

"Agreed," I replied smoothly, resisting the urge to put the arrogant brakas in his place, "If you would kindly shut up and let those of us who actually know what they're doing handle the situation, that would be most welcome." 

IC: Draco

Draco had to resist the urge to smash this cyclone Rahk with his hammer. Didn't know what he was doing? He knew completely well what he was doing- informing Tridax of the threat of rebellion. He decided to play things out smart, and so he was labeled a coward. He silently fumed inside, while keeping a calm demeanor.

IC: Sliver - Tridax's Office.

"Much better," by refusing to defend himself, he'd proven exactly how submissive he was. Pathetic.... 

IC: Draco

Draco had about had it. He tensed up, ready if need be for the hammer to come out if he heard another snarky comment. He spoke, deadly quiet. "Don't know what I am doing? I beg to differ. I am delivering a warning, just as you are delivering this insolent Rahkshi. I am doing my duty, as you are."

IC grim:

" be silent, both of you. It matters little so long as you serve faithfully, as we have done. Let the matter rest."

IC: Sliver - Tridax's Office.

"Serving," I laughed, "We are the children of the Makuta, not their mere slaves." 

These rahks.... no ambition.... no sense of self.... It was sad, really. 

IC: Tridax raised his hands.

"Enough bickering. If I must pin you all to different walls to force you to stop fighting, I will." He looked down at the accused, "What were his words exactly? I have had problems with you misinterpreting each other in the past, mostly when one of you is trying to work the kinks out of that fascinating language of yours."

IC: "That is a lot of materials," Suvak said, "You are aware Tridax generally frowns on equipment like that being brought into the school, yes? He'll inevitably want to know what you intend to do with it all."

IC: Sliver - Tridax's Office.

"He said, and I quote...."

"....He made his intent very clear, good Makuta. I'm not sure how those words could've been misinterpreted."

IC: Sidonas - Suvak's Office

Sidonas spoke. "Then I will let him know. If he wishes to see the gadgetry, weapons, and armor I am constructing then I will inform him. I have all of the schematics for my current projects right..." Sidonas pulled out his Codex and flipped through the pages until he reached the large section where his maps ended and the manuscripts and schematics for complex feats of engineering and gadgetry began. "...here. It's all encoded, but if you or the Headmaster would like any copies then I will oblige."

IC: Raith - Library

"But who were you talking to?!" I wail. I just don't understand!

IC: Torch - Main entrance

"Behold," I say, dropping to the ground, "Corpus Rahkshi!" I grin hugely, the massive front arch looming up behind me.

IC: Nymph (Library)

"There was no-one else here," I say methodically, slowly. "There is no way either of us could have been interrupting any conversations."

IC: Subject

Subject was silent as always, towering over the other Rahkshi like a skyscraper.

IC Kat:

Knees and chest plates. All that remained was the shoulders.

"Y'know, we should hire you on as an armourer," I said only half jokingly.

IC Poly:

"It has been about an hour. Any change?"

IC Grim:

Grim bowed their head, still kneeling. "Forgive me, lord Tridax. His words are mere hearsay at this point. That said, a small application of Mind Reading would likely tell you his very thoughts on the matter."

IC Vaalku

Vaalku snapped awake. He pulled hard on the muscles of the suit, and his legs worked a little. His arms seemed to go a few inches higher.

"A little bit."

IC: Draco

Draco stood silent, looking around. He noticed the giant Subject, who, despite how large Draco stood, still stood about a half a bio above him. Sheesh, and I thought I was big, he thinks to himself. He turns his attention back to Tridax.

IC: Shock

"Palma... I may need some help. I tried to be cool and jump through a window... But reality hurts." Shock said. He wondered if he could pull some sort of prank on the Quick Healing Rahk, but decided against it.

IC: Vitesse

Vitesse left the infirmary, and started wandering around the school.

OOC: open for interaction.

IC: Era - Dorm Wing.

 

"Who would put a dead Kraata in your room?" 

IC Phogen: "Someone who wishes to frame me, is an idiot, or thinks I am an idiot." Spinning on her heel, she decided to waste no further time here. She began to head off in the direction of Tridax's office without any sort of dalliance. "We should summon the authorities now."

IC: "I am fairly certain that Tridax would prefer to read through your book and approve whichever ones he deems appropriate and only then grant you the materials you need." Suvak thought for a moment, "He'll probably make it homework for you."

IC: "A sound strategy. Good to know at least some of my students are taking their education seriously."

Tridax used magnetism to pull Draco closer, grabbing him by the spine. A subtle shifting in the air suggested power being used, Mind Reading connecting the pair as Tridax peeled back Draco's memories to see if the accusations were true. Which was worrying for Draco given that they were...

IC: Torch - Main entrance

"Behold," I say, dropping to the ground, "Corpus Rahkshi!" I grin hugely, the massive front arch looming up behind me.

IC: Glaciem Ignis - Hallways. 

"We know," we replied calmly, forcing down our impatience, "we've barely moved from where we were standing."

This guy flies very slowly....

I noticed. 

IC Phogen: "Someone who wishes to frame me, is an idiot, or thinks I am an idiot." Spinning on her heel, she decided to waste no further time here. She began to head off in the direction of Tridax's office without any sort of dalliance. "We should summon the authorities now."

IC: Era - Hallways.

"You're just going to leave it in there?" 

IC: Draco

Draco had thought that perhaps he was going to read the mind of the traitor.

How wrong he was.

Draco did not expect the sudden pull of magnetism, and he most certainly did not expect his mind to be invaded. He felt a sharp pain behind his eyes as Tridax sifted through his memories. Perhaps I could be of assistance... He thought to himself. Draco thought back to what had happened- the couple, one Plasma and the other Fear, the Kualsirahk rushing in, speaking of rebellion, his plan to tell the Makuta. Hopefully Tridax was catching all this, as the "probe" in his head was rather uncomfortable.

IC: Hoto - Infirmary

"Can I help?" Hoto asked again from right behind Shock.

IC: Fang - Cauldron

Fang thought it over in silence, the only sounds being the waterfall and the hiss of his metalworking. "Yes," he said at last, in a soft and sincere voice. "I wouldn't mind that. It would be better than getting stabbed," he added, also only half-jokingly.

IC: Shock

Who the- ah, a small Rahkshi. "Unless you have surgical skills to remove glass flung at somebody by cyclonic powers, I don't think so."

IC: Hoto - Infirmary

Hoto frowned, as much with disappointment as confusion. "But... I thought you said you jumped through a window?"

IC: Shock

"Well, I tend to say the first thing that comes to mind. So generally, never trust what I say." Shock said, grinning in pain.

IC: Hoto - Infirmary

"Oh," she gasped. Her frown deepened as she debated on what to do. Maybe this Rahk wouldn't be the best one to hang around with. "Well, I'll just be... right here."

Hoto suddenly ducked down back under the bed and resumed the search for her staff.

 

IC Phogen: "Someone who wishes to frame me, is an idiot, or thinks I am an idiot." Spinning on her heel, she decided to waste no further time here. She began to head off in the direction of Tridax's office without any sort of dalliance. "We should summon the authorities now."

 

 

IC: Era - Hallways.

 

"You're just going to leave it in there?" 

IC Phogen: "You want me to touch a corpse at a crime scene?" The response was concise and rapid.

IC: Era - Hallways.

"I guess...." I was way out of my comfort zone right now... 

IC: Era - Hallways.

 

"I guess...." I was way out of my comfort zone right now...

 

IC Phogen: This got a heavy sigh from Phogen. She stopped her walk, thinking about how best to provide minimal interferemce and still preserve some of the deceased's dignity. With a huff, she snatched a towel off the rack near the dormatory showers and strode quickly into the room.

With all the grace and reverent slowness of a runaway locomotive, Phogen covered up the kraata with the towel. She had to kneel and get her arms under the bed to do so, but anything to get those haunting eyes and vivisected form out of view, and reassure Era that normalcy would return.

She stood, trying not to touch anything with her hands, and looked to Era. Expressing, her discomfort, she asked "Does that muffle it enough for you? I'm not sure I could handle covering it with my pillow."

IC Flabergaster

Hm? seemed as though that little one was searching for something, while the annoying one lived up to his name.

Scuttling over, carefully not making marks in the floor, he leaned up against the beds, shifting them a little.

"Searching for something?"

IC: Sidonas - Suvak's Office

"Easy enough work. I assume I should go to the Headmaster and speak to him about it?" Sidonas, while saying this, was thinking something entirely different. He was thinking about how though he would be able to craft his creations, now he would be limited by the very being he planned to eventually use those very creations against. Now he thought about he might have to scavenge the Cauldron or preform some hiests after all.. Sidonas looked at the gauntlet on his arm, a gift to a friend and a tool that several times had been used to combat darkness and assist those he considered friends. Would Tridax limit his accomplishments? Perhaps he might gain the Headmaster's trust to the point where he would let him forge of his own accord? Too much time taken up.

Perhaps a heist was in order? He would be the first suspect if word spread quickly of his past crimes.

Maybe the Cauldron would give him the tools he needed, or another inventor or smith was in the school he knew little of, either way Sidonas was determined to get his work completed or underway. If there were, and he was sure of it, others who might take the risk of rebellion against Tridax, the blades he hammered would be for their use, and he would not allow one Makuta to cease those plans. Then, Sidonas had an idea. "Drillmaster, I am curious, is there any way the Headmaster might be convinced to allow me to forge without consent as long as I reported in an inventory of sorts? I owe a few swords to a few Rahks, and also in the instance of simply needing consent for the forging of minor bits seems like it would be a waste of time to ask when one with the authority to approve or disapprove a piece of craftsmanship might be preoccupied with another task." Sidonas used his most convincing tone as he spoke, hoping he would hear a response beneficial to his agenda.

IC: Era - Hallways.

"Okay, sure..." I tried to calm myself down, "...let's just get away from it." 

IC:Shock

Shock looked down to see a... massive, crimson blob. "Um. question. HOW ARE THE BEDS NOT TOPPLING OVER?" Shock shouted. How could one Rahkshi be so fat? That was against everything he knew. Shock wondered how many Rahkshi it would take to pick him up and toss him over the cliff, before realizing that that would not be a good idea, as many would die in the process of picking him up... earthquakes... yeah, lets not risk it, he thought to himself.

IC: Hoto - Infirmary

The voice warranted another soft and panicked squeak from Hoto, and she pulled back a little to look with her sonic vision. It was the... large Rahk who was waiting by the door when she came in. She gave an uncomfortable grin. "I... I left my staff in here earlier, but I... I can't see it." Her dim eyes blinked, offering all the explanation they would need.

IC Flabbergaster

It was too bad Hoto couldn't see faces, for Flabbergaster's was full of pity and sadness. "I-I'm terribly sorry. Is there any way I could help?"

The sympathy in his voice seemed strange to be coming from the fat bloke who had been motionless only moments before.

OOC: This is in accords to what I posted a day ago in the OOC discussion.

IC: Bullseye and Toxin/Bullseye POV/Causeway

Toxin had done it.

He had almost finished building the 8 towers for the currently known deceased. I became compelled to do something for them, even though I didn't know a majority of them.

I went to take my keyboard while he was doing the finishing the last touches on the final tower for Exxan. By the time I came back, i knew what to do. On each tower I inscribed a set of notes. One would find it strange, but if one were to play it all together, it would come out as a beautiful song.

I adjusted my keyboard to split sound and played one of my set drum tracks so that I could begin to play said song.

OOC: So Bullseye is playing Red Vs. Blue.

But of course, imagine it's Black vs. White due to context.

IC: Hoto - Infirmary

Hoto stood up and brushed herself off, though her vision still scanned over the Infirmary. "Well, do you see it anywhere? It should be around here somewhere... unless Palma moved it. I-it's a long staff with three swirling blades at either end that ring so beautifully when touched..." She sighed wistfully. Those notes would never sound the same way again.