Corpus Rahkshi

IC Ezec:

Of course.

A simple application of his power rendered the bade inert against his side. He stood motionless, simply staring at the gathered crowd.

Most of whom were brandishing weapons of one form or another. Ezec frowned. he had not provoked these rahkshi in any manner, why did they have such hostile intent against them?

Odd. He decided to wait and see how things played out.

IC Spindle

Sighing, Spindle got up and walked away, grumbling something about tear-ible issues.

OOC: Open for interaction.

IC: Vlad / Hallways

"Oh vell." Vlad shrugged. "Anyvays, I vas goink to go to zer Refectory now. If you vanted to come vith me, er, you could. Hopefully zere von't be any murderers zere zis time..." That had probably been some sort of attempt at humour, but it probably fell pretty flat, he realized with some self-disappointment.

IC: Helkyrie

^{Location: Hallways}

"Well, I've already eaten, but I don't really have anything else to do, so I guess I'll tag along." Helkyrie remarked with a smile.

IC Doubt

"Might as well come, i guess. Haven't eaten in a while."

IC: Vlad / Hallways

"Vell, okay zen." Seemed like kind of a waste of time on Helkyrie's part, but if she really wanted to... Vlad set off towards the Refectory.

* * *

IC: Lucid / Infirmary

Lucid smiled back. "I'm still just glad I could help," she replied. She had offered to bring him to the rest of the Fellowship of Peace too though, and asked, "I still have to introduce you to some people... do you want to go try find them?"

IC: Rider

Rider smiled.

"Ok!" He turned to Acinaces. "You coming?"

IC: Gaever / Refectory

Slouching alone at a table in the Refectory sat Gaever, head in one hand, a spoon in the other listlessly stirring a bowl of slop.

Nothing was as she'd thought it would be. She'd always imagined herself the indomitable intellectual, rising above everyone by virtue of true genius. But somehow, despite all her strivings, she had turned out nothing special, nothing grand, nothing even unique. She didn't have that killer instinct you needed to catch Icarax's eye, or that righteous spark you needed to earn notoriety as a force of the light. And the smoke, the stifled screams, still flickered in the shadows, haunting her when she closed her eyes...

She shuddered, and went back to stirring the slop.

OOC: Gaever open for interaction in the Refectory.

IC: Helkyrie

^{Location: Following Vlad}

Helkyrie followed after Vlad, a light smile sticking on her face as she did.

IC Diode:

I went to the Refectory after moving out of the Library, and noticed a heavily modified Rahkshi looking.....pretty down. 

I'm not usually one for social stuff, but...... maybe I could gain some insight to how we Rahkshi thought and processed.

I moved over to them, taking a seat and a bowl of.....sludge.

"You alright?"

IC: Squid

 

"That's for certain. Anyways, what have you been up to lately?"

IC: Exxan - Library.

"A bit of this, a bit of that," I replied carefully, "nothing too interesting." 

IC Ezec:

 

Most of whom were brandishing weapons of one form or another. Ezec frowned. he had not provoked these rahkshi in any manner, why did they have such hostile intent against them?

 

Odd. He decided to wait and see how things played out.

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"Alright, big guy," I stopped a few bio away from the towering white behemoth, "Icarax has given us authority to investigate the recent murder of a student in the refectory, a crime that several witnesses claim you were responsible for. How do you plead?" 

IC--Sepulchral--Library

"Not particularly," Sepulchral replied. Something about this Rahkshi seemed to rub him the wrong way for no real discernable reason, but he made an effort to adopt as friendly a tone as possible. "One can learn quite a bit if he is willing to simply lend an ear and listen."

IC--Beat--Armory

"Hmm..." Beat set about looking through the weapons again. Blade's sword had been a weird shape, kind of like a Skrall sword a crescent with the top straightened out; something like that might not even be here. Still, if they couldn't find another, they might be able to get a sword about the right size and modify it...

IC--Shrapnel--Gym

Shrapnel hadn't been able to see every factor in the development of the situation without breaking the appearance of training, but she had observed enough to get the gist of events. Several Rahkshi had gathered around the headmaster, as if for an audience of some sort. Now they had gone over to attack the obnoxious duo...they had clearly been given some sort of order. After a moment of consideration, Shrapnel decided not to join in the attack right away, but made it clear she was standing by if the tide of battle turned against Icarax's chosen ones. Her practice dummies sank into the floor, and she focused entirely on the fight, unconcerned whether anyone noticed.

IC--Kaboom--Infirmary

Kaboom scowled and drummed his fingers on his knee. Actually having to wait for Palma was an obstacle he hadn't counted on. He fought down a surge of impatience and remained firmly in his seat.

IC--Magnum Opus--Halls/Outside Infirmary

Soon, Magnum Opus came upon something that needed painting far more urgently than the refectory. Peering through a doorway, he saw row upon row of plain beds, many holding injured students. A hospital wing...and in need of some external identifier to help new students find it. He immediately began pulling out brushes and jars, considering what form the sign should take...

IC--Footwork--Halls

Music, perhaps. It would give him something to dance to, help calm his simmering temper. Footwork turned and headed in the direction of his dorm. 

IC--Nyarl--Refectory

Nyarl was digging through his bowl of gruel when he noticed something that drew his attention. Several tables over was a solitary Rahkshi, head in her hand, stirring lifelessly at her bowl. She radiated an almost tangible sense of despair. Nyarl was torn between an impulse to help her, and his own solitary inclinations. She'd probably only be further distressed at the sight of him, anyway--but then, she seemed to have modified herself with several small tools; perhaps someone who had renovated herself so extensively would be more open to his own...more organic additions. Before he realized he had even made a decision, he was halfway to her table.

"I...hope I'm not interrupting anything," he rasped, "but you seemed in need of some company." 

OOC: Nyarl interacting with Gaever; Footwork, Shrapnel, and Magnum Opus open for interaction.

IC: Gaever / Refectory

Well, not really, she thought. But she wasn't just going to admit that.

"To an extent," she answered Diode, lifting her head off her hand and forcing herself to actually raise a bite of the slop to her mouth.

And then some raspy tentacled guy also came over. "No, your appropriation of that seat is not objectionable," she allowed.

IC: Acinaces (Infirmary)

"...to where?"

IC: Fang - Malebranche Fifth Tier

Fang groaned softly as he slowly stirred back into life. His armor felt uncomfortably cool against his Kraata, and just about everything felt sore. "Palma?" he groaned as he tried to push himself up. Karz, these beds are getting more uncomfortable every...

This wasn't the Infirmary.

IC: Canvas - Library

As interested as she was to find out who this Exxan guy was and why he mattered so much, this conversation was growing old. "Alright, we get it," Canvas cut in. "You guys are all friends and you haven't seen each other for a while. But what I want to know is just what you think you're doing over here?"

IC: Slif - Library
"We really were just curious. I got tired of reading, wanted to talk to talk to someone, this looked like a group of friendly, sociable types." I had a straight face, but grinned again, "No harm no foul, right?"

IC: Sim - Forest
"What do you think of that offer, from those Rahk we met just before we left?" I ask.

IC: Squid

"Maybe he wants to join the Fellowship. He's a pretty chill Rahk, but he has done some rather... questionable actions in the past."

IC: Exxan - Library.

"Well, it's the library," I explained to the rude one, "Not many people come in here, and unless there's an assignment or something, never in large groups like this. I was curious."

IC Doubt

Following the pair closely, Doubt spotted a few suspicious people at a table when they arrived.

One looked like she had fused a weapons rack to her rack. The other was all hideous, tentacles moving absentmindedly. And the third was with them, making her suspicious enough.

He slowly grabbed a bowl.

IC Hollow

That doggone Rahk 'Exxan' is ticking me off. Maybe i should break him in half.

Hollow turned to say something to the group and froze. No way. He came? The sucker actually CAME???

IC Xi

Xi was oblivious to the massive cyclone Rahkshi slowly moving towards him.

IC Diode:

Well that wasn't very informative.

Maybe I could try a different angle?

"What's on your mind?"

IC Ezec:

"I d-"

IC Aza: "How DARE  you accuse him of wrongdoing! We are Gods, you dull creatures, and we will not be bullied by the likes of you!"

IC Ezec: He frowned. Aza was quickly proving problematic.

IC Kat:

Luckily, I'd made it back to my suit before Fang woke up. Hopefully no one would say anything.....

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"I am not accusing you of anything," I replied calmly, pointing back towards those who'd reported the murder, "I'm informing you that they have accused you, and asking for your take on the issue."

IC Percy:

 

The Dodgerahk followed up with a powerful thrust to the abdomen. Kamas were slashing weapons, with a single blade on the inner most edge. Percy didn't understand why anyone would willingly use such ineffective weaponry, but he also didn't care.All he cared about was the fact that using such weaponry would make it exceptionally hard to parry a thrust.

 

His body was brimming with determination. This Rahk had destroyed the only thing he held dear(besides his sister Kat, of course) And now he was obligated to beat him. 

IC: Pyre - Gym

Pyre could still redirect the blow. He used the rod and blade as a hook and pushed the thrust to his right as he attemted a slash Percy's chest with his other scythe.

IC: Gaever / Refectory

"I am contemplating... worthiness," Gaever admitted. That was perfectly true, without specifically betraying her self-doubt. "Of Rahkshi, and how it is determined."

IC: Fang - Malebranche Fifth Tier

Fang rubbed his hands, trying to work some warmth into them, as he took in his surroundings. Malebranche. House of Grossh. Kat...

Karz.

The rest of the Rebellion had found him. He frantically grasped for some explanation for why he was here, but he hardly managed a syllable before he found himself wrapped in a familiar embrace.

IC: Hoto - Malebranche Fifth Tier

Hoto perked up the moment she heard Fang groan, but she held herself back, waiting for someone to say something or step in. When no one did, she let go of the gates and rushed forward to wrap her arms around Fang. "You're okay!" she cried. 

"I... I'm fine..." she heard him reply slowly, almost reluctantly.

IC: Tube - Gym

Tube was getting eager for battle. "Come on, what's taking so long?" they groaned. "Let's go pummel them already!"

IC: Canvas - Library

"Well, here you go!" Canvas waved her hands around at the group. "Meet the Fellowship of Peace! We were hoping to find some like-minded individuals in here, the most peaceful room in the school."

IC: Exxan - Library.

"Fellowship of Peace?" That sounded like a recipe for disaster, "And what exactly does that entail?" 

IC God Twins:

Aza opened her mouth once more, But was cut off by Ezec, "I did indeed end a life today. What of it?"

Aza spun on her brother, fury burning in her eyes, "Why-"

"Be Silent, Aza! Destruction takes the path of least resistance, and as a God of Destruction, I follow the same path."

He returned his gaze to Sliver, "Now, what of it?"

IC: Blade

Blade scanned the racks for swords.

"Knives... Staves..."

IC: Melody - Library

"S-so many R-Rahkshi h-here use v-violence t-to solve their p-problems," Melody piped up. "B-but w-with enough p-people, w-we c-can show them that p-peace c-can be j-just as effective."

IC: Slif - LIbrary

I cocked an eyebrow again, with one of those 'really?' looks.

"Fellowship of Peace? That's the name your going with? ... Well, I guess it's fairly to the point."

I step away from Sepulchral, getting back into the circle better, and say,

"I do agree with you on that point though. The things Rahkshi freak out over, yeesh."

IC: Squid

"We believe that Rahkshi shouldn't hurt innocent Rahkshi. If you want to fight, find a sparring partner."

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"Icarax doesn't take too kindly to his students killing each other," I explained, wary of the duo's bickering, "He asked us to, in his words, "punish the wrongdoer". Since you just confessed, I guess that makes you the guy we're supposed to punish..." 

IC Ezec:

"I would argue I had fair reason for the.....Crime? I have commited. As a God, I cannot apologise for my actions, but I am bound to take responsibility for any Destruction I have caused."

IC: Malattia

I flich as the Rahkshi storms off. "Well that was... Enlightening.." I mutter. No idea why he was so angry...

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"God?" I frowned, turning to the others, "Icarax didn't go into specifics about how we're supposed to punish him. What do you guys think would be... appropriate... under the circumstances?" 

IC Ezec:

He shook his head, "I cannot submit to the punishment of mere mortals. However, I will glady allow you to escort me to Icarax. From him, I would....allow.... a punishment to be meted out."

He frowned. "I am.....admittedly unfamiliar with the affairs of mortals."

IC: Tear - Causeway

"I suppose," Tear replied, watching Spindle disappear back into the school. "But it is no matter. His attempts to strangle me were terrible at best."

Only now did Tear notice the stuffed animal tucked next to his leg. "Oh, this again," he sighed as he tossed Haru aside. "It seems to show up everywhere like a bad widget."

IC: Icarax was silent for a moment, though given his mental based communication it was hard to tell if this was him deep in thought or him talking to someone else.

Tell me the identity of this perpetrator. He sounds...resourceful and I may have use for him. Feel free to also continue your search, you may find him before I do. I care not about his quarrel with this 'Vlad', it has cost me nothing and will end once I have given our Perpetrator a more valuable way to fill his time. A corpse thief is...a macabre twist but I shall have my prefects look into it once they have time to spare.

IC: As Alpha apparently though about her news, or lack thereof, Palma went back to her round. She once more passed right by Augustus. He was, after all, dead, nothing she could do for him

OOC: Rail doesn't actually know that Illusive was the Rahkshi on the other end of the feud with Vlad, so unless Icarax was reading the minds of Onaku's characters off-screen, I'm just going to assume that's a typo of some sort.

IC: Rail - Gym

The Rahkshi of Magnetism took a moment to process what he had just heard before uttering a single word in response.

"Illusive."

IC: Orimnoc

^{Location: Gym}

Orimnoc was about to get offended that she had been interrupted in her attack on Ezec, but when she heard this rahkshi's intent, she smiled. "I say we torture him! Drag out his innards and wrap him up in them like a gift pack! And then stick barbed spikes into him through the gaps!" Orimnoc was happy to supply some very grotesque ideas of what to do with this white clad charlatan, many of which she had already been contemplating to do herself once she'd beaten him into the ground. And she was only getting started.

IC: Dormirahk

^{Location: Gym}

Dormirahk looked a bit baffled as they asked Icarax "Wait, you mean the guy's going to get aw-" but they were interrupted as Vinna stepped in with something of their own to say. 

IC: Vinna

^{Location: Gym}

"I'm uncertain that a feud such as the one of Vlad and... Illusive, would end simply by giving him something else to do. By the sound if it, there might be something Illusive seeks from Vlad, something he wants back. And I am sure that only when he gets it back will he be satisfied to end the quarrel." Vinna remarked to Icarax matter-of-factly.

IC Ezec:

"Fool. I am too large to be wrapped in my own innards."