Corpus Rahkshi

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"Somehow, I doubt Icarax wants us to solve the murder problem by killing more people," I replied dryly, giving the over-eager rahk a long stare, "Try to think of a less... permanent... solution, please." 

IC: Orimnoc

^{Location: Gym}

"What are you then? A wuss? Can't take a little gut spilling to teach a mongrel a lesson? It's not like Icarax couldn't piece him back together afterwards anyway, so what the karzahni are you talking about permanent? Are you afraid of being forceful enough? Can't stand the sight of innards? And Icarax appointed you as one of his prefects?" Orimnoc walked up to Sliver, threateningly looming over her, glaring at her with her tormenting eyes.

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"I'm going to ask you once, nicely, to please get out of my way and let me do my job." 

IC: Orimnoc

^{Location: Gym}

"And what job is that, huh? Playing pansy? Being too soft to do what it takes? Who in their right mind would make someone with as weak a constitution as YOU a PREFECT?!!" Orimnoc angrily replied to Sliver, threateningly waving her arms out for emphasis.

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"For the record," I raised my hand, extending my arm towards the other rahk's chest. "I did ask nicely first." Focusing all of the strength of my new level 5 powers, I sent a crippling blast of air tearing from my open palm, at near point blank range. 

OOC: Just..... disregard this post.

IC: Orimnoc

^{Location: Gym}

The loudmouthed red armored rahkshi was flung back at high speeds, headfirst into Ezec.

IC Ezec:

The titanic White God had little time to react. His power kicked in instinctively as The spiky red Rahk slammed into him, somewhat protecting him, but ultimately at his level, he was still susceptable to blunt force. And a whole Rahkshi crashing into him was definitely blunt force. 

He exhaled hard as he was forced back, his massive clawed feet screeching into the stone in protest. 

Still, his anger had been riled,and The White God was not without his methods. With a low growl, he took hold of the red menace, brought them up above his head, then down headfirst toward the floor.

IC: Orimnoc

^{Location: Gym}

Orimnoc lied on the ground, completely knocked out cold by the sudden and extreme physical abuse.

IC: Sliver - Gym.

I winced sympathetically, turning my hand over to admire the ripples in the air trailing behind my fingertips like wisps of vapour, "This power... this is what I came to Corpus Rahkshi for..." I lowered my hand once more, facing the white rahk, "Now, where were we?" 

IC Ezec:

"That was uncalled for." He frowned. 

"You were taking me to Icarax. An action I was cooperating with willingly."

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"I didn't agree to that," I replied pointedly, "Especially given your claims of godhood. I'm beginning to think I should teach you some humility myself..." I trailed off, "...regardless, how exactly did you murder that rahk in the refectory?" 

IC Ezec:

"Cleanly. He refused to stop antagonising me, so I took him by the neck and broke it in one motion."

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"So you killed him with you bare hand?" I mused, "Then perhaps removing that murder weapon from your person would serve as an adequate punishment for your crime?" I turned momentarily towards the others, gesturing for them to offer their opinions, "It might even teach you to be a little more humble." 

IC: Orimnoc

^{Location: Gym > Infirmary}

Orimnoc was brought to the infirmary, and placed on one of the beds, where she lied unconscious. Deep inside, a terrible nightmare tormented her.

IC: Shark / Gym


Given that capital punishment was not an option, it seemed wisest to Shark to establish a precedent of punishment without permanent damage, so should punishment ever chance unjustly upon him, it would not detriment his long-term future. "Perhaps it would be suitable to confiscate his entire suit for a few days," he offered. "Life as a Kraata may inspire greater humility still than life as a one-handed Rahkshi."

* * *

IC: Jayar / Malebranche

The silence was getting too oppressive. Jayar finally felt he had to break it somehow.

"Good to see you're okay, Fang, but... what were you doing?"

* * *

IC: Vlad / Refectory

Vlad entered the Refectory, grabbing a tray filing into the short slop line. How he wished for something better to eat... like Kraata, except he did not do that anymore.

IC: Helkyrie

^{Location: Refectory}

Helkyrie sat down at one of the tables, gazing shortly at Vlad before then averting her eyes to look around at what else was going on in the refectory.

IC: Vlad / Refectory

As he sat down Vlad could not help but notice Helkyrie glance furtively his way, then quickly avert her gaze. On some reflection, it wasn't even the first slightly odd thing he'd noticed with her lately. "Er... are you feelink qvuite right?" he asked.

IC: Helkyrie

^{Location: Refectory}

"Hmm? Oh, I'm fine. Don't worry about me." Helkyrie almost managed to hide her fluster perfectly, but if someone had a decent eye for body language, they would notice. "What-what are you planning to do next?" Helkyrie said, trying to re-direct the conversation.

OOC

Apologies for the lack of activity, I've been neglecting this for a while...

IC-Swarm (Infirmary)

Swarm let out a long sigh. "one of the more squeamish ones, aren't you?"

IC-Kol (Refectory)

Kol walked back into the facility and headed to the refectory. He needed some lunch to fuel his mind (and hopefully he would find that artist again).

...whether or not the lunch was tasteful was an obvious no-brainer.

OOC Again

IC: Malady (Gym)

"Swords are generally handy in close-quarters combat," I say. "Pretty useless against someone beyond their range," I continue, moving in with a lightning-fast lunge, aiming the falchion at their midsection. With little-to-no warning, he'd likely be impaled before he could respond.

Is Malady making a move towards Arsenal, or someone else? I assume it's arsenal...

Anyway, Kol Is open for Interaction.

IC Doubt

Doubt didn't have too good an eye for body language, but the stutter in the speech was alerting. "You... Sure you're all right?"

He took a seat next to the pair, forgetting he didn't have a spoon.

IC Recherche / Gym

"I presume that she meant for him to be a no-handed Rahkshi..."

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"No, just the hand the murder was committed with," I elaborated to Recherche, "Unless you've got a better idea?" I didn't comment on Shark's suggestion. Given the brutality and subterfuge he'd exemplified in the previous assignment, the rather pathetic and pointless punishment he'd just suggested for this killer was strangely - almost suspiciously - lenient...

IC: Helkyrie

^{Location: Refectory}

Helkyrie gave Doubt a confused look. "Yeah, I'm fine. But seriously, Vlad, what's our next move?" She said, looking back to Vlad.

IC Recherche / Gym

The golden titan was silent a moment.

"Perhaps menial labor, someone with an ego as large as this one's would be well received in the kitchens or gardens..." His eyes drifted over towards the other "God," the sister of the white rahkshi. "Or we punish her for his crimes. That might leave a more permanent impression."

IC Moonlight?

Moonlight slowly came to. "Uw... Was that a.... AAAAAAGH"

The limb had clearly moved out of Moonlight sight, but the gym was filled with nauseating sounds as the tiny Rahk began to convulse and morph, changing sizes and (somewhat) colours, ending up as a monstrous Rahkshi nightmare that might even be heard down the hall. "Urgh... What..."

He flipped up suddenly, rounding on Swarm. "Hey! Who are you?!"

IC: Sliver - Gym.

"An interesting suggestion, but I think this one's Quick Healing," I regarded the psycho sister for a few moments, "Besides, I'm not sure that Icarax would approve of us maiming someone who hasn't actually committed a crime." 

This wasn't nearly as fun as I'd thought it would be. Karz, being responsible is hard...

IC: Fang - Malebranche Fifth Tier

Hoto's embrace gave Fang a perfect excuse to keep his eyes adverted from everyone. He didn't want to see them. Whether it was anger, shame, or just confusion written on their faces, he couldn't bear to see it. But the silence still stretched on, more unbearable than the harshest punishment they could put upon him.

At last, Jayar spoke, and Fang began to miss the silence. He carefully pushed Hoto away before answering, his eyes fixed firmly on his hands in front of him. "You... don't need me..." he said in a voice hardly above a whisper. 

Even saying that much was exhausting, and Fang wasn't sure he had the energy to continue.

 

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 Percy:

Having been deflected left, percy stepped into the other Rahks reach, the long haft of the kama smacking against his side. Pecy threw out his right elbow, aiming to knock the other Rahk right in the face.

IC: Slif - Library

I looked at the four armed rahk again. He was anxious still. What a buzz kill. I did want to know more about him though, hopefully to understand him better. I didnt say anything yet though, I just kept an eye on him.

IC-Swarm (Infirmary)

Swarm was visibly creeped out by Moonlight's sudden transformation. "I'm Swarm..." She managed to say, still in shock. "What the heck just happened?"

IC: Xara - Outside House of Grossh.

Fang had woken up, it seemed, and tempted though I was to start shouting at him, I had a feeling Kat would do a better job of it than I would. So I just settled for glowering at him, wondering what the karz he'd been thinking...

IC Sunshine

"I should ask you the same question," Sunshine growled, placing his hands on his hips and cocking one eyebrow. "I wake up on the floor of... Wherever this is... With you staring at me, with a pain to the side of my head and no idea of what happened. You've got some talkin' to do, pal."

IC Xi

Xi had the feeling someone was watching him...  Possibly this Slif fellow. All of a sudden, however, a burly hand grabbed behind him and chucked him upwards. At first he was shocked, trying to adapt to hit the ceiling, but then the memory of who it was dawned upon him...

IC Hollow

Hollow grabbed the four-armed Rahk and chucked him upwards, catching him on the way back down and hugging him. It might look to the other Rahks he was trying to tear his chest apart. "Ahaha, How yah doin' buddy? Finally mustered enough courage to fly over here, huh?" He abruptly dropped Xi and placed a hand on his shoulder. "How many extra sets of arms did it take you? AHAHAHA!!!" The white behemoth roared with laughter whilst the adaptation Rahkshi just facepalmed.

IC: Jayar / Malebranche

"That isn't true," Jayar replied, not harshly. Facing the Hand of Spiriah was going to be difficult enough, they couldn't afford to be losing people before they even got to Zakaz. "We need every Rahk we've got, including you."

The Surahk was looking quite exhausted, and in case he was going to strain himself to reply again Jayar added, concerned, "Save your strength. Johmak should be here soon."

IC: Sim - Forest

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

IC: Carapace/Forest

"I meant what I said. About joining. It's honestly better than follow the Makuta and going out and killing stuff."

IC: Law/Infirmary

Eventually Palma's rounds got to me and after I had that minor injury healed I walked out. I decided to take a stroll through the hall.

IC: Vlad / Refectory

"Er... I don't really have a next move planned," Vlad answered. "I vant to get my cloak repaired. Unt I guess if I see zat Illusion Rahk or somevun schemink again, I'll try to stop zem. But not really any specific plans."

IC: Slif - Library

I almost tackled the new guy before he started laughing and hugging four arms. Note to self: Get his name.

"Friend of yours?" I asked arms.

IC: Sim - Forest

"What say we find them when we get back?"

IC: Fang - Malebranche Fifth Tier

Fang sprawled out on the street again, not caring how filthy, uncomfortable, and undignified it was. He just couldn't sit up anymore. "No, you don't," he muttered wearily. "The Rebellion can continue without me."

IC: Canvas - Library

Had she not made a vow to Melody to not hurt anyone, Canvas would have pounded this massive creep, if not for attacking "Arms," then for scaring her half to death. "Um... who is this?" she asked cautiously, not entirely sure she wanted to know.

IC: Call - Infirmary

A low groan forced itself from Call's throat, and then his body suddenly contorted in agony on the Infirmary bed. His breath came in ragged gasps. Instinctively, his powers tried to activate, but he didn't have the energy to keep them functional. It had been too long since he soothed the disease that wracked his body. He hardly even noticed the rather obvious fact that his body wasn't at the bottom of the Causeway.

IC: Helkyrie

^{Location: Refectory > Hallways}

"Alright... I guess that's fair enough." Helkyrie sat there, tapping her fingers on the table. "Well'p, I'm off to get a new shovel. I'll see you guys around." With that, Helkyrie got up and walked out of the refectory, making her way to the armory.

OOC: Helkyrie OFI

 

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 Percy:

 

Having been deflected left, percy stepped into the other Rahks reach, the long haft of the kama smacking against his side. Pecy threw out his right elbow, aiming to knock the other Rahk right in the face.

 

IC: Pyre - Gym

Pyre was smacked in the face and staggered back a few steps. He took a moment to watch the poor rahkshi, hurting his own hand by holding the metal blade.

"Are you seriously going to injure yourself just so you can beat me? Or am I just going to have to wait until you bleed yourself to death?"