BZPRPG: Ga-Wahi

IC: Wherya (Ga-Koro)

I had walked into Ga-Koro today with nothing really on my mind, aside from my usual habits of groaning loudly at poor fashion choices and rifling the pockets of well-off shoppers (because they have more money than they know what to do with), and otherwise just peeking around looking for inspiration in unusual places. Looking around like that I've gotten some strange works together in my head, some of which by a miracle or stroke of genius made it to actual sculptures, which a few eccentric art collectors just fell in love with apparently.

OK, so I kinda got off track there for a bit, that may or may not have been intentional, anyway...

I hadn't expected to end up in the middle of the closest thing I usually got to polite company, and on top of that to suddenly jump on what was apparently a permanent thing.

Maybe it was because I had nothing better to do, or maybe I just needed a change. Whatever the reason, as I was making smalltalk with my new crewmates, I felt a rising feeling in my stomach.

This was nice.

*cough*Privateering*cough

Perhaps in spite of that guy, though.

"Keep the ball rolling, me"

I tilted my head in his direction and smirked as I was wont to do when I felt like getting frisky.

"Maybe I heard that, what are you gonna do then?"

IC: What does that even mean?

So what if she heard it? 

Wasn't that the point? I mean, it's the same thing either way so she's not wrong, but still, the act going on here is -correction-. Isn't it obvious that he wants her to hear him, if in a discreet manner? And isn't it obvious what the intended result is, given that he is correcting her on the terminology?

I don't get it.

Wherya headed with this?

...

I refuse, dear reader, to apologize.

IC: Haruru

Haruru slightly jumped at the sound of the feminine Toa's jubilant shout.

"By Mata Nui's name she's a loud one!"  he exclaimed in his mind over what felt like the sounds of bells ringing in his ears.

Refocusing on what what going on, he found that the loud one was close in front of him. She was violently trying to shake his hand off as she introduced herself. This Toa, who was apparently named Onamazu, then proceeded to ask Haruru and the two others for help.

Haruru looked back at the two suspicious Toa as they whispered amongst themselves. He couldn't quite make out what they were murmuring about. His eardrums were still recovering from what felt like a small child beating on a bongo drum. 

Turning back to Onamazu, Haruru was ready to give his reply. 

"I don't know how much help someone of my age and physique would be..." he began. "... but if that Toa has really been taken against her will like you say she has, then I will come along and-"

At that moment, Haruru was cut off by a figure in a thick cloak and bronze Kakama.

IC Onamazu

Another toa has approached, a bo-toa by the looks of him, bearing bronzed armor and kakama. This brought my party to five, counting myself. What had begun as a failure was looking to be turned around, I introduce myself to the kakama wearing toa. Explaining the events that had transpired with the fe-toa and her abductors.

"Our meeting here is fate, I would ask all of you to accompany me on my quest."

IC: Panyk, Chavara, Wisp, Mirra and Onic.

Finding Chavara wasn't too difficult. She must have finished talking to her sister, since she was now downstairs ordering a drink, keeping to the opposite end of the bar to the grey-armoured Toa from earlier. "Onic wants you," he reported in a flat voice.

"This had better be important..." Chavara muttered, rising to her feet and following Panyk out the door. 

* * *

Wisp saw them leave, and his brow furrowed. He quickly headed upstairs to go find Mirra. "How'd things go?" he asked her when he entered the room.

She didn't reply. Instead, she took a huge gulp of his drink, then snatched his cigarette and took a puff of that as well. 

"That bad, huh?" Wisp didn't laugh. "I just came up to let you know that your sister's been led off by one of her cronies. I think they're up to something. You want me to follow them?"

Mirra thought about it for a moment. "No. If they're leaving, then it's got nothing to do with us. I know Chavara. Subtlety isn't her style. Anything she tries to do will get her noticed - and arrested. Preferably killed, too." 

"If you say so..." Wisp frowned, deciding to go back downstairs for another drink. 

* * *

"Oh good, you're here," Onic spotted Chavara and Panyk as they entered the now-very-crowded alleyway. "Welcome to our crazy little party." 

"What in the name of Mata Nui is going on here?" Chavara demanded. She considered the name Mata Nui to be the vilest of curses, which was why she used it now. Makuta's name was a title of reverence, only to be used under the direst of circumstances. 

"I've got no clue." Panyk admitted. 

"Well..." Onic began, then shrugged and trailed off. "Just listen. We're getting to the good part." 

IC: He glanced over and found an entirely too crowded alleyway in his vision, the normally discreet location no longer so anymore due to the sheer concentration of people within.

"What is this, a re-enactment of Ta-Koro a week ago?" he muttered, stopping and giving the group a once-over. Hectic-looking Toa, Decidedly annoyed looking firespitter, the Dastardly Duo Panyk and Onic, and somebody with a cloak.

Motley crew bound to go on some sort of crazy adventure. In other words, not helpful bystanders he could ask for directions to an inn.

...That he'd screw up anyway.

Keep walking, Cipher.

And so he did.

IC Onamazu

"Another? Excellent!" The statue-like toa had brought his acquaintance, she seemed the noble sort. Clad in golden armor and bearing a Hau.

I explain to her the events of the day, the strange group of evildoers brainwashing the fe-toa and abducting her, for what nefarious purpose she did not know.

"So, with that said. I am a hero of justice. I can tell you are all as well! So, let us be off! We'll need to gather information about the strangers, perhaps question some of the local inns and taverns. I know a priest nearby that may recognize them."

Most of the party appears... Confused, to say the least. "Maybe I didn't clarify things?"

"It will be good fun!"

IC: Haruru

"Well, I don't know how much fun it would be, " Haruru thought to himself as he glanced around at the rag-tag group that now numbered six beings all crammed into an alley. "I mean, we're dealing with brainwashing and kidnapping here."

Haruru proceeded to walk quietly over to a piece of undamaged wall and lean up against it to rest. The older Toa decided that, for now at least, he would simply listen and wait to see what the others would decide to do next.

IC: The Toa Shaydas.

"Why are we here?" Chavara hissed. "What's this all about?" 

"She's crazy," Panyk pointed out Onamazu. "That's about all I understand."

Onic chuckled, "She thinks some Fe-Toa got kidnapped or brainwashed or something. I think she's drunk. She intends to go looking for this likely nonexistent Fe-Toa and rescue her or something. I say we tag along, see if we can't find something to destroy along the way. We can use crazy here as our scapegoat if things go crazier than they already are." 

A devious smile flitted across Chavara's face. "See, this is why you're the team strategist." 

OOC: I am vague with timeline and numbers of people in this post, so anyone that doesn't feel like questing can opt out.

IC Onamazu

Everyone seemed eager now, and we had not a minute to waste. I sheathed Gram and adjusted my pack and cloak, "As I said, our first stop is a church. The priest there is the knowledgeable sort, he knows and speaks with many shadier persons," incredulous looks abound, what sort of priest does that?

"In his efforts to bring blessing and peace to them!" I add, looking to reassure the others. I turn and begin to walk, setting a brisk pace. I do not look behind me, I have faith those ready and willing will be following.

Soon, I reach the church. It is off of the direct roads. A backwater area so to speak. One of the few buildings incorporating wood or masonry in the floating koro. A rare and beautiful stained glass window, shaped as the holy symbols for Unity, Duty and Destiny adorns the front of the building, several bio above the heavy set of doors.

The doors open silently, the building is dark, the light filtering in through the scarce windows grey and dusty, or dimly colored by the stained glass above me. In my mind it has the air of a sacred and secluded place, not for petty matters. To others less naive and wishful; it would give the feeling of a crypt or some other underground area. Not a place meant for the sacred, but a place not meant for the living. Tall bookshelves line the antechamber, filled with old and worn tomes bearing titles like The Necronomicon, Unaussprechlichen Kulten and A King in Yellow.

Wherever the filtered light does not reach lays in shadow. Silhouettes of an altar and pews are visible in the distance, but faint. A rumbling comes from the distance, the voice of a figure walking in at the far end, wearing the heavy and dark cloak of a pilgrim.

"You do not answer my summons, and now you bring a strange party."

The figure is tall and imposing, large and formless with his cloak on. His dark gray Akaku covers all but his smile, more readily described as a smirk and his eyes, as pale and dim as a corpse. Without realizing, I take several steps back. The priest is not scary or intimidating, but he has a gloomy presence, one that makes the air about him feel heavy and stifling.

"These are my loyal companions, we are on a quest and I come here seeking advice and knowledge."

The priest walks past me, observing my companions. His stature and his dead eyes, deep beneath the Akaku give me the feeling that he looks through and inside of you, rather than at you.

"I am Karna, the one entrusted with this church. What are your names, companions of Onamazu?"

IC: Haruru 

Inside this "church" was the peaceful silence yet eerie presence of a tomb. Haruru could hardly hear a breath at all coming from this specter of a priest that stood before the group. The priest gave each party member a soul piercing gaze before introducing himself and asking for names.

Slightly stepping out from the group, Haruru decided to break some of the tension and be the first to introduce himself.

"My name is Haruru," the thin and grey Toa said with a quick bow of his head. "I am a De-Toa and a wanderer."

Stepping back, Haruru waited for the rest of the group's introductions to follow suit. 

IC:

"..." The Le-Toa stared at him, head cocked slightly with eyebrows arched upwards a few more degrees. "... What are you doing?"

IC:

"Yeeeeah, you probably do. Might slow down that decent into chaos. But," The Vo-Toa jerked a thumb towards herself cheerfully, letting an electrical charge dissipate into the air with a crackle as she stretched one more time. "You're stuck with me. Sucks to be you."

IC:

"Being deceptively cute. It's a habit."

IC:

"You ain't without your finer qualities," Raknar insisted, throwing a hand around Song's shoulders and lifting her under his arm like a duffel bag.

-Tyler

IC:

"Eh, it's only deceptive if there isn't a small degree of truth." She shifted to pick her mug up again, draining its contents and setting it back down. Liara glanced towards the counter, then back to the Ba-Toa opposite her, and rolled her eyes.

"I forgot that speed isn't this place's forte."

IC:

The Vo-Toa chuckled quietly, putting remarkably little effort into complaining about the new method of locomotion. "Pretty sure that one's ."

IC: (Rekhyt)

 

"Lets go back to Obsidian."

 

IC: (Mura)

 

Mura was the first one to brake the silence...

"Um...er...where should we start looking then?"

IC: Angitu

 

Fed up with the old toa he was sitting next to, Angitu stood and left silently.

 

"Can't get a moments peace around here.." 

 

If you asked him where he was going, he wouldn't have an answer for you.

 

He started walking down the street, as he came around a corner he was on a collision course with a grey-cloaked being. Unable to stop himself in time, it looked as if Angitu was going impact helmet-to-hood with the being

 

"Come on, man. I'm walking here." 

 

"And I know you're trying to be all mysterious with the hood, but you could at least look where you're going."

IC: Casanuva narrowed his eyes. "Well, you all can do what you want. I found who I came for, I will be leaving, post haste."

Kalyss bristled. "You are not leaving."

Casanuva was already backing out the door, mouthing watch me. The Fa-Toa waved his good arm for his traveling group to follow him.

IC: Skorm couldn't believe he was so caught up in thought he had ran into the toa. He could understand tripping over a matoran, but this was just embarrassing. Skorm let out a throaty growl, and sidestepped the toa, pulling his hood back down. He prepared to stalk away, but... actually...

"Have you been in Ga-Koro long? I'm looking for some friends of mine. A male blue Fa-Toa, and an onu-matoran with an orange mask, both wear Pakaris. Have you seen them?"

IC: The Toa Shaydas.

"I'm Onic," Onic had been taking charge of the Shaydas so far in this situation, and he was happy to continue doing so.  "This idiot here is Panyk."

"And I am Chavara," Chavara cut in, giving a slight bow in the priest's direction, difficult to do with her arm still in a cast. 

"Can I go now?" Panyk grumbled, before Chavara gave him a look that convinced him to shut up. 

IC-Ry

Do you mind showing me the design for your sword? I could start working on a way to get it to work on the trip . It would save time there when i can actually make it .

IC:

"Was that a slip of a tongue, or did you just knowingly admit that I'm cute?" the aggravating Toa of Gravity needled.

IC:

"Consider, if ya will, that if you didn't have yourself a few admirable traits or quirks, I'da chucked you overboard years ago."

-Tyler

IC: The Seventh

"Madu Cabolo Juice, please."

IC (Dakte)

As the Ryuu made all speed ahead, Dakte stood by the aft rail and gazed across the waves at the squid's remains and the many-finned leviathan as they sank down into the black depths.

"There's always a bigger fish..." he muttered.

IC (Tazera)

"Yes ma'am!" Tazera barked, the leftover adrenaline putting a sharp edge on her voice.

Once back in the (relative) safety of the sub's corridors, the Lieutenant made a beeline for the bridge. As she went, she pressed two fingers to her temple and beamed some Ideatalk down to the healers.

:Medical, be ready for patients. Nothing too serious as far as I saw, but that thing's suckers leave nasty bruises.:

She switched her mental target to the Dasaka and Dashi in the engine room.

:Engineering, what's the status down there?:

IC Jarkale

(Endless ocean, The Inika):

"If our sail continues one more day, we'll probably end up sailing over the edge of the universe."

IC:

"Neither, as you're rapidly disproving it."

IC:

"Ah, I do like swimming." The Vo-Toa said wistfully.

IC:

Tillian scrunched his face up in a pout.

IC:

"I hate you somethin' fierce, teach."

-Tyelr

IC: (Mura)

Mura hurried after Casanuva...

"Hang on! Don't you want to find the rest of your team?"

IC (Ayiwah):

The commodore, back below decks, had contemplated heading back to her cabin and cleaning up first. She was in her workout outfit after all. No uniform, just her armor and a whole lot of stuff clinging to her from the fight with the squid. Nothing that she deemed presentable or as proper attire to carry out her duties as commanding officer. 

Which was why she had left Tazera in charge for now. But instead of her cabin, Ayiwah found herself instinctively heading for sick bay, to check on the injured. Kyoshi Asa was already tending to as many as she could as the commodore entered. 

One of the injured sailors tried to salute, but Ayiwah waved him off. "At ease, Suihei. I am not even in uniform."

She turned to Asa. "How are things down here?"

IC (Dakte)

 

As the Ryuu made all speed ahead, Dakte stood by the aft rail and gazed across the waves at the squid's remains and the many-finned leviathan as they sank down into the black depths.

 

"There's always a bigger fish..." he muttered.

IC: Vilda Mako (Chisai Ryuu)

Dakte was soon joined by a completely drenched Datsue resting his weary (albeit well-tended) muscles by leaning on the railing beside him. It'd been somethng else, this little altercation we'd just survived, sure didn't have this kind of problems to deal with back in my youth.

No wonder they say a male's best years are after retirement. And if no one's said it yet, I claim credit for saying it, just now.

"Now what we signed up for, but I guess I'll take it, what about you?"

IC: Ekko

"Sudo you're mouth breathing."

...

"It's really freaking loud, too.  Thought I'd let you know."

IC (Dakte)

Dakte gave the Datsue a wry glance.

"What did you sign on for?"

IC:

The battle had ended, and ended in victory. As the adrenaline faded, the fight or flight reaction diminished, Sinshi suddenly felt the weight of her limbs, and the energy she had expended. The Umbraline Menti hadn't used her Soulsword in weeks, and it showed; the effort of sustaining both of her weapons, one while out of contact with herself, for such an extended period of time, while expending so much physical energy, had been substantial. She felt hungry, she felt tired, and she wanted a bath.

Permitting her swords to dissipate, she swiped one of the more solid piece of entrails off of her shoulders, the bit of tentacle impacting against the deck with a wet smack. She could hear the engines starting, and not a minute too soon as the massive creature that they'd just dispatched was... Dragged down by one even bigger.

"Zataka's-" She dropped, intentionally, onto the desk into a sitting position, breathing deeply.Then, almost to herself, "I think I'm going to rest."

I'm going to sit here a while, then I'm finding a bath. And hopefully, no one noticed my little display.

IC:

"Don't be a grumpopotamus."

IC:

"I'd be swimming a lot more often if that were the case."

IC:

"You're the grumpopotamus."

-Tyler

IC:

"You're the one pouting."

IC:

"But you're the grump."

The food was finally beginning to arrive in waves - ha! Waves! Ga-Koro!

IC:

"If only."

-Tyler

IC: Vilda Mako (Chisai Ryuu)

"Little bit of this, little bit of that, really" I answered.

"I signed on for some good old-fashioned hard work, exploration, and of course I had to take the chance to see what this new island was like. On Kentoku we only know one order of things, apparently these villages have seperate ones. New things to both learn and do, in short"

IC: Inhale, exhale.

INHALE, EXHALE.

IC:

"You're pouting, ergo, you're the grump." The Le-Toa responded, downing another cup of coffee and taking a large bite of her bacon. 

IC:

"I enjoy testing the boundaries of patience."

IC: Inhale, exhale.

 

INHALE, EXHALE.

IC:

"Now that's just rude"

IC - Nameless [Marine Headquarters]:

 

The Toa nodded and looked around the large lobby for any available seats. He found one a good distance away from any groups of people and sat down. He sat down and scratched his chin. He had never really given much thought to a name for himself and he had hoped that one day his real name would return to him. The anonymous young man sighed and leaned back in the chair as he concentrated on picking an appropriate name.

[Ga-koro, Marine Headquarters]

Talli was just packing up for the night when she noticed the ragged, nameless Toa from before sitting on one of the lobby benches.  He looked deep in thought, but something made Talli pause and slide in next to him.  She cut a piece of her galvi fruit and offered it to him.

“Want some?  You don't look like you’ve eaten a lot lately.”

IC: "Hooooooooooooooo~"

IC (Dakte)

"That's remarkably open-minded of you. I wish I could say the same about more of our..."

The Dasaka stopped himself. He gave a short, mirthless laugh.

"But I shouldn't speak ill of our exalted society."