BZPRPG: Le-Wahi

OOC: Paladins from Ta-Wahi

IC: Fiera, Akira

 

I hate jungle. It's damp, it's hot, and it's alive. "You know, maybe the charred forest isn't so bad after all!" I complained, drying off the sweat from my forehead. "We would already be there if you picked up the pace." Akira said plainly. "You try lugging this heavy armor across half an island." I barked back. "Well, when a Matoran transforms into a toa, they look like they imagine a Toa should look like, so the armor is really your fault. Let's move, we're almost there." The paladin answered. I couldn't help but notice the sadistic smirk on her face as she sped up. I guess the training has begun without us knowing. "We didn't take the highway on purpose, didn't we?" I asked. Akira didn't answer. There was no need. Her smirk turning into an evil grin was answer enough. "You know, for a day's travel, you didn't tell us much." I tried to wipe that smile off her face one last time. "First I want to find the last one to be with us before the real training starts. I hate repeating myself." I gave up. she had answer for everything.

 

We approached the village. The only entrance I knew of was an elevator station. The look on the guard's face was priceless. I could hardly blame him though. Akira's skeleton like appearance put the chills to me when I saw her for the first time as well. And this time, she had three other toa with her to boot. "What is your business in Le-Koro?" the guard asked. I admired the level of calm he managed to keep. "We are a newly formed team looking for recruits. I don't assume we'll be staying too long." Akira told the guard. The matoran was clearly relieved at her friendly tone and motioned us up. "When we're up, scatter through the village. Listen to the chat on the streets, we're looking for a new Toa, few days old at most. He or she could be wearing one of these." She gave the order and pointed to her ring.

IC: One of the marines, a De-Matoran with black-grey armour and brilliant green eyes partially hidden beneath a silver Sanok with headband-attachment-thingy, would receive a quick but purposeful tap on the shoulder in response to his query. If his gaze were to follow up along the hand which prodded him, he would find another set of shining emerald irises behind the scratched and scarred Kanohi Hau of a Toa who'd been in about a dozen battles too many over the years. "You're looking for the local blacksmith?" I asked, the smile on my face conducting a delicate balancing act between friendliness and hostility. "There's not any trouble, is there?" -Void

IC; Voutok [Pala-Koro Tavern]The De-Matoran was taken somewhat aback by the sudden approach, but was quick to compose himself when he saw there was no immediate danger."Oh, no, no trouble at all. I'd just like to ask a few questions about Pala-Koro. This is the first time I've been here, see, and I don't hear too much of it in the other Koros. Would the blacksmith happen to be you? Or otherwise could you point me in the right direction?"

IC: Xarya (Le-Koro)

 

The wind flowed over her in waves as she leapt from branch to branch with agility to match even that of a full-fledged Toa of Air, despite the fact that she wasn't. With a quick burst of speed she managed to leap from a branch and to another several bio away.

 

The sound of buzzing wings caught her ear, and she saw a lone Nui-Rama come down on a defenseless Ghekula.

 

A flash of blue lightning and a white blur later, and the Nui-Rama was taken care off. The Ghekula overjoyed and gave off a grunt of appreciaton.

 

Xarya ended her trip down memory lane as she sat down at a small cafe not far from the bazaar, she needed a drink after a long day on patrol.

 

As she sat down, she threw an inquisitive look at her left hand. Or rather, the ring that she was carrying on one of the fingers.

 

"I still don't get how this thing managed to turn me into a Toa" she mumbled. If somebody had answers about this ring, she'd gladly do quite a bit to learn about them.

IC: Vrana

 

"No, I don't." He remarked in a voice eerily similar to a hiss. He didn't need them helping him with this, he could handle it himself. Whatever was wrong his his newly found powers, he would find it out and fix it, until then he didn't need any help.

IC: Ankran

 

Ankran sat on a rock near Le-Koro. He wanted to travel to other places besides Le-Wahi. He always wanted to. He went somewhere near Xa-Koro and searched for something fun to do.

 

OOC: Ankran is open for interactoin.

IC: Akira

 

 

When the elevator reached the top station, Akira left the group with simple "You'll find me in the darkest corner." Spirit! There were even more people here than in the village of fire. She turned to what seemed like a less busy street and kept walking, looking at everyone go like they needed to be whereever yesterday. she found her way to a place called 'The Bright-Star Inn' and decided to sit down at a table. If she was going to find thsi new Toa, she needed to be in a place were other people go, and a bar seemed like a perfect fit. She made herself comfortable on her chair and waited, patiently observing the crowds.

OOC: Open for interaction

 

IC: Fiera

This place was something different. The green of the trees mixed with the sun that didn't reach the ground in such intensity, creating a lovely view that calmed the eyes. I walked over to the edge of the platform we stood on, leaning on the guardrail and taking a deep breath. "Check out that air!" I called over to the group, "It smells so healthy! There's no ash in it, no smoke, no nothing!" I laughed.

IC:

 

Akira would find that she wasn't the only one sitting at the table, as she had just sat down in front of Noira.

 

"Oh, hello," The Le-Toa said, speaking for the first time in Mata Nui-knows-when.

IC: Akira

 

The paladin looked in the direction where the weak voice came from. What she saw made her glad she decided to leave the skull she had for helmet in Ta - Koro. This person looked broken and seeing a horrible spiky monster made out of bone was probably the last thing she needed to see. "Hi." she replied in a friendly tone. "What is your name?"

IC:

"Well, looks like we'll just have to follow." She said to Cadias all worried. She still thought he should rest for the time being to replenish his powers, and then continue on.

I.C. Vompran (Pala-koro tavern)

He was already nearby Kethrye when Daylaria sat down. Looks like Ga-koro wants to form an alliance. Nice. Weren't we already trying to help them? No matter. I guess there's no reason why we can't re-ensure an alliance, right? Strange.

 

Vompran kept silent, and turned his body sideways so that the side of him with his arm missing was facing the opposite direction as the visitors. He was still very self-conscious about his injuries.

IC: Ankran

 

He returned to the village. He went back to his hut to take a rest. What of Letrakh? WHat has happened to him? thought Ankran deeply. He went outside to get some fresh air.

 

OOC: Ankran is open for interaction.

IC:

 

"Noira," The former slave replied, looking at Akira with wide eyes.

IC: Tepi

 

"So what are we doing out here?"

IC: Akira

 

Akira looked into Noira's eyes, as if she was trying to get a glimpse of her soul. The girl looked frightened. "I'm Akira. It!s very nice to meet you." She said, slowly reaching over to the other toa with her palm facing up. "I'm a friend." she said in warm tone.

IC ZahkonWe we're supposed to search for materials, but if we can't see a dang thing, that will be hard." And he looked angrily at Krahma.

IC:

 

"Friends are good," Noira said, sounding a bit more relaxed, "Do you want some tea?"

IC: Akira

 

"Sure." the paladin smiled. What's your story? Akira wondered, but knew better than to ask her. She still got nightmares when asked about her own. "Are you hurt? I can help." She said reassuringly, giving the other Toa a quick glance over, checking for obvious injuries, both present and past.

IC: Tepi

 

 

"All this bickering is getting nothing done"

IC Zahkon

 

"Indeed, eeeh Tepi, go make me a fire, Krahma, you can go and collect things that might seem useful, I will go and search for usefull metals."

IC: Krahma

 

Frankly he was bored of the ongoing argument, and was only too happy to sidle off to collect some supplies. He was slightly worried for Tepi, who potentially didn't know the area that well, and last time he came here ended up under attack from a Rama swarm. There was far less risk of that now, particularly as the sun was so low in the sky, but he was still worried.

 

"Why am I worried?" he muttered to himself as he picked his way through the foliage. "I don't know the guy, and I'm a whacked out figment of someones imagination thats become real and taken over. Caring is not my thing."

 

Soon night fell, and he was wandering along the shores of Lake Pala. He could see the shimmering reflection of the red star in the dark waters, its red light making for an eerie atmosphere. As he stared into the lakes dark depths, he saw the silhouette of something tall, and crooked. He realised it was a strangely familiar tree, its reflection superimposed upon the water, not far along the banking.

 

He walked up to it, and stared up at it, thinking. What was its relevance?

 

There were the sounds of battle all around him, and before him there was a Rahkshi. He swung his hatchet - NO - Ranama's hatchet, but the blade met the Rahkshi's hand, which it caught and yanked from his grip, before bringing it's own staff around, to deliver a killing blow.

 

He shook himself, returning to the lake edge. He got down on his hands and needs, and began to search the surrounding shrubs. Eventually his hands met something hard. He lifted the head of the hatchet, and turned it over in his hands.

 

He ducked, and managed to avoid the staff. Being a matoran, he was small and agile. He relinquished his grip on the handle of the hatchet, and ran between the Rahkshi's legs, into the deeper jungle, which glowed with the fire of battle.

 

He threw the axe head down, alarmed.

 

"Tepi!" he shouted, inadvertently, in a voice unlike his own.

IC: Tepi

 

Tepi heard someone shout his name. He sprinted through the jungle towards the direction he had heard it. "Hello! Who's there?" He shouted

IC: Krahma

 

"No!" he shouted, going dizzy and stumbling about the shore. "Not now! You can't do this to me!"

 

"Oh, but I can!" he shouted, in his other voice.

 

"No!" he said tripping, and falling in the shallow waters at the edge of the lake, thrashing about madly.

IC: Tepi

 

Tepi grabbed Krahma and with a strong pull, yanked him out of the water. "What the Karz just happened" If it wasnt apparent earlier, Rananma was definitely suffering from something.

IC Zahkon

 

He was alarmed by the shout of Krahma, but knowing Krahma it could potentionally be just a Fikou spider. He saw Tepi was running towards the Jungle edge.

 

I'm not risking my life for that guy. I think I'm just letting Tepi check it out then.

 

"Hey, Tepi, take this." , He threw one of his knifes towards the the darkness of which the sounds came from, which hitted the tree next to Tepi perfectly in the right spot to keep sticking in. What was a simple knife for the Vortixx, could be a sword for a Matoran sized being....

IC: Ranama

 

"Tepi!" he said, a grin spreading across his face as he came to. "It's good to be home."

 

A knife suddenly embedded itself in the tree next to them.

 

"What the Karzahni?" he gasped. He'd been preparing inside his own head to fight back, and new full well that when he did, these Sixhand people would probably take badly to his return to sanity. He hadn't expected to come under fire so soon.

IC: Tepi

 

"Ranama? Is that really you?" Tepi wasnt sure whether to smile.

IC: Ranama

 

"I'm not sure I can prove it," Ranama said, smiling despite the situation. "But yeah, it's me."

 

He pushed himself to his feet, and pulled the knife out of the tree, throwing it back in the direction it had come from.

IC: Tepi

 

"Watch it. You'll hit Zahkton!"

IC: Ranama

 

"Who do you think threw the knife at us in the first place?" he hissed. "We're just two matoran, we're not pirates, or slavers, or whatever their group of psychopaths call themselves!"

IC: Xarya (Le-Koro Bazaar)

 

The methodical buzz of the Le-Koro bazaar skirted by Xarya's ears where she sat by a table hidden in the corner of a cafe's outside premises. She preferred it like this, it gave her time to think.

 

As she sat there, she lifted her hand, palm inwards as her eyes narrowed. She closed her eyes, and summoned forth the power of lightning that had so recently come under her control.

 

"Concentrate"

 

And she did, she really did. The power was flowing into her hand, crackling arcs of blue lightning running between her fingers, but alas, as before, the power wrenched itself loose from her control and ruptured into a massive blast of crackling ferocity that soared straight up into the air.

 

"Mata Nui darnit" Xarya cursed as she picked herself up from where she'd been knocked the ground by her own power. As she got back to her feet, she noticed that all the immediate patrons were glaring at her.

 

"Just... just practicing" she mumbled, with a deep red blush. She started picking her food, whishing she could just disappear.

IC Zahkon

 

The blade came flying back to Zahkon, he could hear the sound of it approaching. Then, he raised his hand and catched the Blade in Mid-Air. He then started smiling.

 

Hehe, I'm still that good...

 

"Be sure to not stay too long in the bushes, Love birds."

IC: Tepi

 

"Look" He said. "We have to do this... or I do. I need... I need want they are going to give me"

IC: Ranama

 

"What happened to you, Tepi? I mean I know I haven't been the shining example of dealing well with post-traumatic stress, but you've got problems."

IC:

 

"Not used to being free," Noira said, sliding her new friend a cup of tea, "Very different."

IC: Tepi

 

"I have problems?" Tepi gave a snarky laugh "Im not the one who has some insane alter-ego"

IC: Ranama

 

"Whatever," he said. "I'm not staying, I'm going. You're welcome to come with me."

IC: Tepi

 

"And why would I do that?"

IC: Ranama

 

"So you don't end up getting arrested for assassinating an Akiri or blowing up a Kohlii stadium, maybe? You don't want to be involved with this group."

IC ZahkonHe arrived with a torch, for he had lit a fire."And maybe... You two should shut up and help me get those material while its still dark. Instead of me having to cut off your little heads."

IC: Tepi

 

"Shut up Zahkon" There was fire in Tepi's eyes.