Corpus Rahkshi

IC: Hoto - Infirmary

Hoto felt a hand on hers. Now that she was finally sitting still, she could faintly pick up Kat's voice from far away, but couldn't quite make out the words. Or was it close? At least she hadn't completely lost her hearing.

"K...Kat?" she called, tentatively. Her eyes were wide, and she seemed to be searching for the voice's location. "Wh...where are you?"

IC: Fang - Library

Though Fang did not know much about the Toa, what little he did know intrigued him. "What happened, then?"

Double posted on accident. Sorry.

IC Kat: She looked all over for my voice. Her hearing must still be rattled.

"I'm right here. I'm holding your hand," I speak slowly, and reassuringly.

I gently use my other hand to move her head facing me.

"Right here," I say again.

IC Poly:

After his....strange stunt, my opening shows itself as he charges me.

~fool~

I bring my rapier to bear, angling it just so. I Leo forward, sending a powerful thrust toward his left eye.

And charge another rhotuka, ready to fire upon a counter. Though, with no melee weapon to speak of, he'd have to dodge, rather than counter.

IC: Bullseye/Library ---> Causeway

"I see that you're curious about Siren. She attempted to strangle a fellow student on the grounds that her victim was weak and can't be considered a Rahkshi. Omega asked me to assist on helping, and I obliged.

And I'm not looking for friends or acceptance. Just an acquantance I can trust and ally with if neccesary. I understand your belief. Each of my brother fight for sonething, too."

He turned to leave. But before he left.

"And I guess by your surprise, I'm guessing whether you think I have any other secrets or something else. Let me tell you this: My brothers and I may be silent, but we are everywhere. Call out to us when you need it. One of us are guarenteed to hear it."

He left as Vaalku mentioned a Toa. Interesting...

OOC: Bullseye is heading to mainland; he is not open to interaction.

IC Dallior:

I raise my French horn to counter the blade, the hard metal barely dented. Dallior attempts to kick Poly back.

IC Poly:

I I take a step back, and his kick meets air as I fire the readied rhotuka, nearly point blank. At this range, I'll likely take damage as well, but....

It spins toward his feet, humming with energy ready to burst free.

As I fire, I drop into a defensive stance.

IC Dallior: 

Dallior drops as well, taking the blast, but letting the force of the blast damage Poly as well. Dallior gets back up, slowly and dazed, but still battle-ready.

OOC: Bullseye is not a Rahkshi of Mind Reading, and you make it sound like it. Fang is fairly good at hiding his emotions, and he wouldn't give away every little thought in detail. Just because you see his thought process in my posts, it does not mean your characters can see it.

IC: Fang - Library

Fang glared at Bullseye's departing form. He was so... overconfident. Each word seemed enforced with an overbearing self-righteousness as he carefully picked apart each of Fang's thoughts. He wasn't looking for an analyst. He was looking for allies.

With that out of the way, Fang turned back to Vaalku. "I apologize for the interruption. Please, continue."

IC: Hoto - Infirmary.

Hoto focused in on where her head was pointed. There was... something there, but not quite as close as it should be. She looked down and shook her head, trying to clear it, recalibrating for the weakened hearing. She could still hear Kat, softly calling "I'm here."

Hoto smiled and drooped down to where she could almost feel Kat. "Th... thanks, Kat."

IC Kat: I smile.

"No problem. You got pretty rattled back there, so your hearing probably is still wacky. Heck, my head is still ringing, and I was pretty far back. Palma knows her stuff, though."

"You... Uh... You wanna sit down?"

IC Poly: the blast scorched my armor, but I was otherwise unharmed. I had purposely aimed it a little behind him, ensuring he would take the brunt of the hit.

I hissed, my rapier at the ready. I took flight mode, giving me a little more manuvering ability.

Not many people considered the third dimension in battle.

I swooped down along his left side, stabbing out at him.

IC: (Snakey)

"Yeah, he's mental." Snake explained to Unpronounceable, sipping at some ~Carbohydrate 5, with dash of 3~.

IC Dallior:

I roll to the side, taking a small scratch, but nothing else. While the assailant is behind me, I blow the horn's sonic blast as hard as I can.

OoC: I say that I blow while you're behind be since horns project the air to the rear.

IC: Omega

"I..I'm not mental. You don't understand Snake." Omega said, shaking his head.

IC: Hoto - Infirmary

Hoto nodded and allowed Kat to help her to the nearest empty bed. She was still shaking a bit, though the concussion contributed to it.

"Wh... what blast? I... I think... I remember something, but what happened? What about Fang?"

IC: Dodge

"Not sure. If there's a printer anywhere, it might be in the office."

 

OOC: assuming we have an office...

IC: Abyssium

"So to make posters we have to hand make them? That'll be fun. . . Do you know where to get supplies?" Abyssium asked.

IC: Dodge-256

"Art room."

IC poly: much to Dallior's chagrin, I'd flown in an arc, flying past and up. His attack, while loud, was not damaging. Not that it wasn't giving me a headache.

~kill him already~

Working on it, jeez.

I fired another rhotuka from above, hoping to catch him off guard as I sped back along his right side from behind, my rapier raised like a lance.

Maybe I should get one.

~focus~

IC Kat:

"He's alright, I talked with him just a little bit ago. Snake shot some sonic projectile at the Rahkshi you were talking down."

I sighed.

"You got caught in it, it seems and so while the meeting went down, I brought you here."

IC: Omega

"I..I'm not mental. You don't understand Snake." Omega said, shaking his head.

IC

"How can you know if you are or aren't crazy."

IC: Omega

"Because I have experienced crazy before. Listen here Snakey. Imagine that when you go to sleep, you don't dream. There is only black. And your mind yelling at you. Yelling at you for everything you have done. Calling you a failure, a traitor. Imagine that it lasts for the amount of time you sleep. Imagine all that time being tortured by your own ###### mind. That's what happens to me when I sleep." Omega said, his eyes turning into angry slits.

IC:
Siren lost the scowl and walked up to the table with the other Rahks.

"Anybody seen an arm lying about?" Siren asked, holding up her decapitated hand.

OOC:
That's you guys (Tiragath, Vahki, Sil).

IC: Dodge-256

"Art room."

IC: Abyssium

"Which is where? I've never heard of an art room."

IC Dallior:

Oh, how I need to get a short-range weapon.

I look up, seeing a Rhotuka flying towards me. I dodge it, but just barely avoid being shish-kebabed by a sneak attack from behind. I see a large dent in my armor, but no real damage. I brace for another attack. I scream down the hallway for help, my voice being heard across the school.

OoC: Help! Anyone, anywhere, help!

OOC: Thanks for the reminder.

IC: Bullseye/Causeway ---> Mainland

"Perhaps I was a bit too much..."

He left to the mainland.

OOC: Bullseye is not open to interaction.

IC: Raptor

Raptor petted Wings and left him to sleep in his dorm. He then picked up his satchel and bow and walked into the library.

IC:

Siren lost the scowl and walked up to the table with the other Rahks.

"Anybody seen an arm lying about?" Siren asked, holding up her decapitated hand.

 

OOC:

That's you guys (Tiragath, Vahki, Sil).

IC

Omega's problem seemed one of perspective.

"I don't listen to the voices in my head, same way I don't listen to real voices that I don't care to hear." Turning to the new arrival, I reach into a mysterious place on my body and withdraw a handless and torsoless and therefor legless and headless arm.

"Here."

IC: Raptor

Raptor saw one of the present Rahks pull out a severed arm. Then he noticed the armless, emotionless Rahkshi nearby.

"Hey, I know you..."

IC: Omega
"That's the thing. When I sleep I CANNOT HELP LISTENING TO THEM. I CANNOT WAKE UP, I CANNOT DO ANYTHING. I simply endure."

IC

"Then continue enduring. What do you want, pity? A solution? Advice? I have only the last one for anyone that calls themselves crazy. Self-diagnosis is for attention seekers."

IC:
Siren glared at Caoutchouc and took the arm out of his hand.

"How did you get hold of this?" Siren asked, waving her arm in his face.

IC: Omega

"What the do you want Caoutchoac? Seriously. You know I hate you yet you still say hello to me."

IC: Stronghold

He heard a voice. Time for battle. He found a Rahkshi being assualted by a Lerahk. He kept the spikes on his cestuses. No one knew its special ability yet, so he decided to just punch the Lerahk's back.

OOC: Your cry has been answered.

IC:

Siren glared at Caoutchouc and took the arm out of his hand.

"How did you get hold of this?" Siren asked, waving her arm in his face.

"With my hands."

IC: Omega

"What the ###### do you want Caoutchoac? Seriously. You know I hate you yet you still say hello to me."

"And that is the difference between you and me, why you're self-diagnosing some type of made up illness while I'm busy bettering myself."

I didn't intend to come off so harsh, but it was necessary.

OOC how exactly did you punch poly when he's flying out of reach....?

IC Poly:

I swoop up to the ceiling, narrowly avoiding a punch from yet another meddler.

I gaze down upon Dallior, asking him in a dark voice, "Who are you. Where did you learn my name. Answer me truthfully, and I may let you go."

IC: Raptor

Raptor walked into the center of the library.

"Uh, recap?"

IC: Omega

Omega gave a humorless laugh. "I was explaining to Snakey why I have been acting strange."

IC: Hoto - Infirmary

Hoto smiled a little bit. "No wonder I have such a headache. I'm glad Fang's okay. Exxan didn't sound so confident about it."

IC: Fang - Library

Vaalku didn't sound so eager to give more information, so Fang turned back to his book. His eyes finally caught what he was looking for: a table of powers and the combination of disks necessary to create them. He searched down the list to find "Heat Resistance - Freeze and Regeneration."

Fang stood abruptly and with purpose, the sword Venom sliding into his hand. He carefully placed the book back on the shelf before running out towards the Refectory. It had been a while since he had eaten. No use trekking all the way to Nynrah on an empty stomach.

OOC: Fang open to interaction.

IC Dallior:

~WARNING: CHALLENGER APPROACHING~

I turn to the newcomer and thank him for a answering my cry. I turn to Poly, shouting "What does it matter to you?" I turn to my partner, plotting a double-team against the flying Rahk.

OoC: yay for arcticfreeze!

IC:
"Where did you get my arm?"

IC: Raptor

Raptor nodded at Omega. When Fang got up and ran off, Raptor followed him, simply lacking anything better to do.

IC

Omega's state of mind was in actuality quite depressing. He had lost his hope and belief in himself, quite the miserable fate. My mind drifted through the books he had read, seeking a situation similar to Omega's so that I might act appropriately. Caoutchouc's eye's glowed dimly as he recalled a book about a simple miner. His friend had fallen into the depths of despair and was contemplating suicide. Acting not unlike Omega.

Ahtu looked upon his friend with dread, how could he help him?

 

Ah yes, this was relevant!

"You don't understand! I failed! I am tormented by demons without mercy... When I sleep they hound me!"

 

What had came next?
 

 

Ahtu balled his fist, "No... YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW MANY STILL BELIEVE IN YOU!"

 

"NO OMEGA, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" I balled my fist in righteous anger.

With a lunge, Ahtu leaped at his friend, who had his gun to his head, ready to pull the trigger. With the sound of flesh smacking flesh, his friend's face was deformed by Ahtu's punch. "LET'S SEE YOU GRIT THOSE TEEEEEETH"

 

"LETS SEE YOU GRIT THOSE TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETH" With a lunge I slam my fist at Omega's head with all my might.

This oughta knock some sense into him!

IC: Omega

Omega's head hit the table, disorientating him. He got up and threw his fist back at Caoutchouc, intending to get him for that.