Corpus Rahkshi

IC: Vlad / Halls

"Zat sounds like a good idea," Vlad agreed, looking around the halls for someone to ask, but there was no one. "Ve'll need to find somevun to ask, though. Maybe in zer Refectory?"

IC: Drift

"I don't see why not." Drift followed Vlad.

IC: Vlad / Refectory

Vlad made his way to the Refectory, but it was disappointingly empty. The only people here seemed to be in an... eating contest? No wait, there was someone sitting at the table reading a book too.

The abberant glowing Vorahk approached the table and asked somewhat nervously, "Er, vould any of you happen to have seen a bird vanderink around zer school?"

OOC: In case it wasn't obvious, Vlad is speaking to Flabbergaster, Zubarak, and Snap.

IC (As Zubarahk): "A bird, where!" Zuba called out as he stood up and looked around. "Forget the contest, I want to go look for a bird now! Well, you win buddy." The idiotic rahkshi said to Flabbergaster. "Snap, let's go look for the bird, it's way more exciting than reading a book!" He said with a smile. 

IC: Scout

"Man, this school sucks." Scout remarked, as he sat on one of the shelves in the library. "There is literally nothing to do."

OOC: Scout open for interaction

IC--Beat--Gym

As the Vorahk's other hand closed around her arm, the energy drain only got worse. He couldn't have been any higher than her level, or she would probably be unconscious already, but the drain coupled with her injuries was dangerously close to putting her out for the count. This called for something unorthodox.

Beat desperately dialed back on the plasma in her hand, so she could channel it into her faceplate instead. She then attempted an INCENDIARY HEADBUTT OF DOOM.

OOC: I checked BS01 before trying this, and I got the impression that a lvl. 2 plasma Rahkshi would be able to channel plasma through any part of its body if it so desired. Willing to edit if necessary, though.

IC: Hashan

Hashan was training in the Gym. He was bored, and wanted a sparring partner, seeing as how everyone in the school seemed to have forgotten he existed.

IC: Rotary

Rotary was passed out on his bed. Suddenly, he jerked upwards remembering something that he had forgotten. He charged out of his room and bursted into the library, knocking into a large rahk with a fin on his back, but left him behind as he ran over to a nearby shelf.

OOC: Your move Sergei.

IC: Shark / Library, Refectory

At long last, Shark had committed the necessary information to memory; he was ready for the forging. Still, it had been only a short while since Fader had last been seen; his good intentions would be more believable if a duration longer still passed since the chameleon Rahk had been seen before he claimed them as his own.

Coincidentally, he was beginning to feel a need for nourishment. And the Refectory was a good place both to be seen exhibiting casual innocence and to observe others in their casual interaction. So after carefully replacing the book on its assigned shelf, he stood, and was almost knocked over by some manic Rahkshi of... Chain Lightning?... speeding by.

He took careful note of his unintentional assailant. The Library could be quite crowded sometimes, and it would be foolish to make anything more of the encounter here now. But it was decided: he would come to regret his unfortunate collision.

For now, though, Shark made his way to the Refectory, where he grabbed a tray of slop and took a seat suitably near yet innocently far away from the back corner, with his back to the wall and his observant eyes on the others present as he ate his slop in silence.

OOC: Shark open to interaction... if you dare. Tea-Rex, Shark's going to wait until he can take out Rotary in a more obscured location sometime later, but you don't really need to do anything with him until then. If you just send him on back to his dorm, Shark will come for him there eventually.

IC: Torch - Library

"There is some stuff to do," I reply to the nearby rahk, "But it is a little boring." Without warning, I stride up to him, sitting opposite him on the table. "What's your favourite colour? What's your name?"

OOC: Scout.

Ic: Rotary

Rotary picked out a book and flipped through a few pages. He put it back and picked up another. And another. And another. He continued this trend until he finally reached the selected book and walked back to his dorm, before opening the door and sat down on his bed and started to read it again.

IC: Drift

Drift turned to Zubarahk.

"Thanks, in advance, for your help. Your name...?"

IC Flabbergaster

Say, that was one white Rahk... Maybe a Kurahk?

He walked over to him, suddenly reminded of the holes in his gut. "Lost your bird?"

IC: Vlad / Refectory

"Vell, not my bird..." Vlad began explaining to Flabbergaster. "I'm... not sure whose bird it is now, actually; I think zer guy who owned it ist dead. ...But ve are lookink for it." He paused, and then finished with the obvious question, "...Have you seen it?"

IC Flabbergaster

A Rahk with an oddity meeting a Rahk with an eating disorder... And Flabbergaster liked it all the way.

"No, can't say I have. I'll let you know if I see it, mr...?"

IC: Vlad / Refectory

"Er... Vlad. My name is Vlad," the glowing Vorahk introduced himself to Flabbergaster. "Unt zis is Ivan," he added, pointing to the Ice Bat, who gave a little wave of sorts. Lastly he turned to Drift, "unt zis is my... friend... Drift." It was a little awkard introducing someone other than the typical duo of himself and Ivan, but he went ahead anyways, only thinking afterwards to hope she wasn't offended that he'd done it for her.

IC Flabbergaster

"Well, nice to meet you, Vlad. I gotta go patch up a couple wounds, but we'll talk again. Seeya!"

Throughout Flabbergaster's entire sentence, he placed a cheery, good-natured attitude that made him seem very friendly. He didn't mince any of his words, either. But the 'seeya' had an ever-so-slight grimace of pain in it because he just remembered his pain.

With that, he switched into flight mode and took off to the infirmary.

IC: Dakilik

"Well, I wasn't here when she introduced herself. If I somehow knew her name without talking to her, that would be metagaming and metagaming is bad." Dakilik. Stay away from the fourth wall. You know what happens when you do that. "Oops, sorry!" Dakilik shouted at the heavens.

IC Frog

"She literally told you to your face." He grumbled. "her name's Malattia."

IC: Blade

Blade Staggered back from the Blow, and put a Hand over his burning faceplate.

IC: Drift

Drift nodded in affirmation.

"He's been dead for a while." Suddenly, Drift caught herself.

"I mean the bird's owner, not... Vlad." That was seriously awkward. She shot Vlad an apologetic glance before continuing on.

"We last saw the Gukko in my dorm. I think he should still be somewhere in the school, and your help in finding him would be sincerely appreciated."

OOC: Last post of the night.

IC (As Zubarahk): "What the heck are you? Are you a toa of light with the face of a rahskhi?" The dull-witted rahkshi said to Vlad. "And who's the blue rahkshi? A toa of water with the head of a Guurahk?"

IC--Beat--Gym

Beat allowed herself a sigh of relief as the energy drain stopped, but even as she did, she was preparing to finish the duel.

Switching into flight mode so as not to be hampered by her injured knee, she zipped toward her opponent, low and fast, and whipped her axe at his chest as she passed him.

IC: Blade

He tried to get out of the way, but was too late, the axe drew across his Chest, 

Well thats a deep one. Wow you've had alot of blood loss, Woozy ye-

Blade fell unconscious on the floor of the gym 

IC--Beat--Gym/Halls

Beat disengaged flight mode and hobbled over to the fallen Rahkshi. "Ohf. You really made me work for that one, y'know?"

He didn't answer. Because he was unconscious. She supposed she should get someone to fix him; she remembered passing what seemed like an infirmary while she had been looking for food. With a good deal of inelegant effort, she managed to get the Vorahk slung across her uninjured shoulder. Leaning on her axe like a cane to support both of them, she began the long trek back down the halls.

IC: Vlad / Refectory

Vlad didn't so much mind being accidentally called dead as he did being called a Toa of Light. (Though he had, admittedly. been called far worse things.) It seemed any offense on the dimwitted Zubarahk's part was unintentional, though, so he didn't mind it much.

Though he had to remind himself of that as the dimwit looked increasingly delicious.

"No... I am just... a very, very veird Rahkshi," Vlad admitted, his voice an odd mix of slightly strained and apologetic. "I just... like light." He trailed off, unsure of how to do Drift justice with a brief, awkward description.

IC (As Zubarahk): "I've bumped into a rahkshi that talks like a snake and paints herself with ketchup and there was a rude two headed rahkshi, a gold and white rahkshi is pretty normal compared to those two." Said the rahkshi of confusion. "Let's go find that bird!" 

IC: Scout

"The name's Scout. I'm a scout for hire. Oh, and my favorite color is white."

IC Flabbergaster

Man, gotta get to the infirmary-

He stopped flight mode with a thud when he saw another Rahk carrying someone with a huge gash in his chest. "Oh!" He immediately rushed over and lifted the Rahk off of her shoulder. "Mind if I help you?"

OOC: Beat.

IC--Beat--Halls

Beat couldn't help but stare for a moment--this guy was huge in every sense of the word. "Um, thanks. You sure you can carry him all by yourself? You don't seem to be in the best shape yourself." She immediately realized exactly what she had said. "I mean...you're hurt."

IC: Torch - Library

"White...all colours combined. Life. Light. Fire has white at its heart if its hot enough." I look across at the other rahk. I...realize sometimes that the other rahkshi are...different to me. Their minds are more narrow and straight, stuck in lines that branch and move with uniform angles and colours. My mind is a little more...like a scribble, shall we say. I've never had any motivation to fit in, but I remember how much I enjoyed the company of Shock, a rahkshi who appreciated me and who I was, and agreed with me.

"I'm Torch." I say, a little unsure. "I like the colours orange and yellow, and fire, cake and the letters between   and  , and the number  ."

OOC: This will be my last post for two weeks here.

IC: Shock

Hypno...sis... The very word made him sleepy... With that, he collapsed on the ground, sound asleep...

IC: Mortsia

Mortsia continued reading, determined to finish the book...

IC: Malattia

"Well thanks... I... Need to take care of some stuff though... Can I meet you back here?" They didn't wait for an answer. They left, and began wandering around...

IC: Draco

they arrived. "Lord Tridax, I have the suspect... Permission to take leave and heal up?"

IC: Vitesse

Vitesse waited.

IC: Nightmare

Nightmare began dragging the Sleeping Shock into the Library

IC Flabbergaster

Floppymustard decided to hold back a joke. "I'll be fine. I was on my way to the infirmary myself."

As he walked, Rahk slung gently on his large shoulder, he said "So, you are?"

IC: Scout

Scout put his feet up, relaxing. "Nice to meet you, Torch."

IC--Beat--Halls

"The name's Beat," she said, thankful that the massive Rahkshi had either not noticed or chosen to ignore her slip of the tongue. "I didn't catch the other guy's name before we started sparring. How 'bout you?" 

IC Flabbergaster

"Flabbergaster." said Flabbergaster. "Spar often?"

IC: Nightmare

Nightmare Brought Shock over to a Chair, and Started to Pick him up to put him on the Chair

IC: When Draco reached Tridax's office, the Makuta was holding Sidonas aloft in a set of talons that has morphed from his hands, making a few first steps into poking at the kraata's mind.

"Permission granted. I will seek to reward you and your compatriots who have aided me later down the line."

Draco dismissed, he looked to Vitesse.

"You have been accused of great crimes. Treachery and sabotage. I intend to read your mind to see the truth of this matter. Needless to say, this is not a request and your resistance will be seen as confession of guilt."

IC: Subject

i watched intently. 

IC--Beat--Halls

"Used to spar all the time back home," she replied. "I just got here this morning, though, so I haven't had time to do much. This was actually the first time I've fought another Rahkshi." She gestured at the Vorahk's injuries, and thumped her makeshift cane against the floor. "Didn't go overly well for either of us. Still, I guess I won, so that's something."