Corpus Rahkshi

IC: Geuua - Refectory. 

"You don't know the half of it," I replied. Although I guess I didn't really, either. I'd only had to put up with this lot and their bickering for a week or so before I fled to Xia, "Just be glad you're not related to them." 

IC: Helkyrie

^{Location: Refectory}

"Related? You telling me you came from the same batch as those wackos? You have my sympathies." Helkyrie replied, eating a spoonful of gruel.

IC: Geuua - Refectory. 

"Unfortunately," I jabbed a finger towards each of the four in turn, "That's Ezec, Aza, Thurisaz, and Utal." 

IC: Helkyrie

^{Location: Refectory}

"Sheesh. What's up with these people?" Helkyrie looked straight at Geuua. "Seriously, what is this?"

IC: Geuua - Refectory.

"I wish I knew," I sighed, casting a downward glance towards my Earth Claw hand. "These guys aren't even the worst of the bunch." 

IC: Helkyrie

^{Location: Refectory}

"Is that a story you'd like to share?" Helkyrie asked, not wanting to pry on what could possibly be a delicate topic for her.

IC: Utal

"Glad you think so well of me, Geuua."

Utal sighed under his breath.

IC: Geuua - Refectory.

"Family isn't exactly one of my favourite topics for discussion, no," I replied tonelessly, holding up my mechanical hand, "And I'm honestly not to knowledgeable on the subject anyway. I left pretty quickly." 

IC: Helkyrie

^{Location: Refectory}

Helkyrie nodded solemnly. "Yeah, I can relate."

IC: Geuua - Refectory.

"Anyway... I'm Geuua. You?" 

IC: Helkyrie

^{Location: Refectory}

"I'm Helkyrie." She replied.

IC: Geuua - Refectory. 

"Hi. I'm new here, by the way," I added, jabbing at my food once more, "Is this all there is to eat around here?" 

IC:Helkyrie

^{Location: Refectory}

"I'm relatively new too, but yeah, I think so." Helkyrie took another spoonful of gruel, swallowing it before continuing. "Honestly, I've had worse."

IC: Geuua - Refectory.

"But... what is it?" 

IC: Utal

I didn't want to be near Aza and Ezec. I was afraid they would notice me.

I decided to move to Geuua's table, making as little noise and fuss as possible.

I tried to ignore Geuua and her new friend.

OOC: Open for interaction I guess?

IC: Helkyrie

^{Location: Refectory}

"It's food. So long as it isn't toxic or poisonous, I don't care what's in it." Helkyrie replied, eating another spoonful of the stuff almost as to prove her point.

IC: Geuua - Refectory.

"If you say so..." I swallowed a tasteless mouthful of the lumpy substance, "Hi Utal." 

IC: Utal

I nodded slightly, looking back at Ezec and Aza.

Glad I got out of their line of sight...

IC: Edge

Noticing a lack of activity in the halls outside the refectory he turned his head back to see the large rahkshi strangling the small one.

"Poor fool."

He was torn between watching and waiting to loot from the battle or to go leave and be productive.

IC: Sim - Forest

"Where did you get your paints? Surely those aren't your natural colors?"

The forest seemed endless. I could imagine getting lost in here, and never wanting to come out again. If I had some company anyway.

IC: Tube - Refectory

Tube rose on Thurstaz's command, and was almost immediately introduced to the "heroes." Every good villain had one, but these Rahkshi didn't look like the usual batch. For a moment, Tube wondered if they had chosen the right side...

...no, New Master could never be wrong. Tube tried to say as much... only to be cut off by a new voice. They turned to the small Rahkshi of Chameleon with a hint of confusion and shock on their face. So, Thurstaz had another minion. At least he seemed nicer than Raith.

IC: Tear - Hallways

Tear retreated further behind Malattia. "I... w-what? B-b-beat up?" She nervously began rubbing her sore arms again.

IC: Malattia

"Well, seems Icarax is more forgiving then I thought." I say, surprised. Tear didn't remember anything... So Tare was fighting... And lost. Wow, he is not going to be happy. Whatever. Roll with it. But that leaves the issue. What happens when Teer asks... Yeah. Just like that. "Probably got hit on the head. Bunch of nasty Rahkshi in the assignment." I say, while looking at Door in a just-don't-answer type of way.

IC: Mortsia

Something catches my attention. A quick turn leads me into the Refectory, and I land by Geuua and Utal.

What goes on in this room?

A scuffle that has turned fatal?

For it seems a Rahkshi has sealed his doom

And is secured in death's cradle."

I say this, while watching. If it came to a fight, I wasn't sure if I could take on the hulking white figure. But from the looks of things, no one was doing anything, so I might have to do it on my own...

IC: Thurisaz / Refectory

"Relax, my friend," Thurisaz soothed Aerahk. "There's no need to be so confrontational."

He looked back to Aza with an apologetic smile, and as calm and rational as ever, explained, "He's got the right idea, though. I've no intention of treating my companions with anything but the respect and kindness they deserve. The bondage you imagine is just that, imaginary." He illustrated with an airy flourish.

IC: Utal

"My brother is delusional, and believes he is a god. It seems the guy who he's strangling disagrees." I explained, sighing a little.

IC: Whakatio

Looks like Tube found his new master after all..

IC: Sim - Forest

"Where did you get your paints? Surely those aren't your natural colors?"

The forest seemed endless. I could imagine getting lost in here, and never wanting to come out again. If I had some company anyway.

"True, this isn't my natural colors. But I painted my suit at home, not here."

The forest was very expansive, and I stopped.

"Maybe we would have better knowledge where the waterfall is if we were flying over the forest, hmm?" I said with a wry smile as I began to elevate myself over the branches of the trees. Voha moved as to not fall off my shoulder and fell into my hands. I smiled and continued upwards, while being careful not drop him.

IC: Door

^{Location: Hallways}

IC: Helkyrie

^{Location: Refectory}

"Poor guy. Well, I'm not going to help him. I've had enough excitement to last me for a good while now."

IC: Utal

"I'm not really into violence anyway."

IC: Geuua - Refectory. 

"And I have no intention of picking a fight with my siblings anytime soon."

IC: Edge

Edge began sneaking towards Ezec.

IC: Tear - Hallways

The whole assignment was a little hazy; Tear definitely didn't remember being hit on the head. All she remembered was being scared, and two Rahkshi talked to her...

"D-d-did... y-you h-hit me?" she asked fearfully.

IC: Geuua - Refectory.

"Hey, you!" I called out to the rahk slinking up behind Ezec, "That's not going to be good for your health." 

IC: Edge

Edge walked towards Geuua.

"Luckily for my health I'm a trained professional. And I do not seek to bother the large rahkshi. Just the small dying one."

IC: Geuua - Refectory.

"You mean the one who's pretty much dead already?" I frowned, glancing back towards Ezec and his victim. I felt horrible, just sitting by and watching while my batch sibling murdered someone, but I knew there was nothing I could do, "Why don't you just wait until Ezec's done with him?" 

IC: Shouts broke out from inside the House of Grossh. A random Rahkshi prowling the gates was one thing, a random Rahkshi melting the gates was quite another. Fang could already hear orders being barked and feet running as the guards and stewards hurried to defend the villa.

Freeze disks were the first and probably most obvious counter-attack Fang faced. For the most part they were focused on the gates themselves, trying to keep them from total destruction, but a few were finding their way towards the Rahkshi even now

IC: Thankfully most of the influx had only minor wounds...or wounds that she could only do so much for. It was a shame Grim had had to lose the eye, but it was simply too badly damaged for even her power. Quick Healing was not miracle work. Still, those she could help, she did, patching up wounds big and small

IC: Utal

"I don't think there'll be much left when he's done with him.."

Ic: Sir Cadwin the First (Main entrance -> Halls)

 

Ooc: open for interaction.

IC: Rose [Halls]

It had dawned on Rose by now that maybe she should have asked smeone for directions before going off on her own, for she could not find the hospital around here no matter how hard she looked. Cursing under her breath, two of her eyes lookd up, to see a familiar location.

It was the hall she had first entere in, though the long ragged scratches she had left in the wall were gone by now, how peculiar.. and, of more immediately important note, there was a rahkshi standing in it.

a fancy rahkshi.

the fanciest rahkshi.

the single, fanciest rahkshi in the whole world (possibly).

She had to get a closer look, she broke into a ragged sprint, trying and failing to not look like the most deranged and dangerous thing right now, and called out to the solitary rahk in her always-too-loud voice:

"H-hEY, YOU!"

OOC: interacting(?) with Sir Cadwin

IC: Sim - Forest

"I'm only following you, so lead the way." I said this as he started to rise. I looked around for a moment. I really did like this part of the forest. I picked up a large rock and placed it in the bough of a tree, and followed suit with just a few more before I shot up to follow Carapace.

IC: Fang - Malebranche, House of Grossh

Well, it sounded like he had their attention.

The metal beneath his hands began to hiss and crackle as sheets of ice rapidly wrapped around it. Though he tried to keep pressing on, the sheer volume of ice rapidly extinguished even his superheated plasma. Soon, it was all he could do to keep himself from freezing over by constantly pumping plasma across his body. But that wouldn't last long. He could feel his energy dropping rapidly with the temperature.

"Grossh! I must speak to Grossh!" he screeched for one last recourse. He had to hope someone could understand him.

OOC: Never mind

Ic: Sir Cadwin the First.

No sooner had I entered the building than a cry of desperation had entered my ears, and was seemingly directed at me. I lift my head slightly and turn toward the cry, where I see a rather... Interesting, shall I put it, bretherin hurtling down the hallway towards me. I shift my stance slightly lower - you can never be too cautious in a place like this - and called out to the person at hand

"What seems to be ailing you, madame?"