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[Kaitholas Cage]

IC:: Kaithas nodded and stood, putting his book away. His serrated katana, which had claimed the "lives" of 3 rotters today, was near his twitching hand.

[Dreadheart]

IC: [Soli] - Station U

Soli glanced downwards, towards Kaithas' twitching hand, held precariously close to his sword. Muscles tensed, the De-Matoran automatically gripped her spear even tighter, prepared for a possible attack.

-Void

[The Giant Space Butterfly]

IC: UNPCM

The UNPCM finally arrived at the source of the flames(The camp where everyone else is). He walked towards the fire, and announced himself. "Greetings! I saw the smoke from your campfire and thought that perhaps we could work together. Safety in numbers and all that."

[Constructman: Black Knight]

IC Londar
I looked up at the newcomer. "Hello there," I said. "What's your name?"

[The Giant Space Butterfly]

IC: UNPCM

"Grint. What about you?"

[Constructman: Black Knight]

IC Londar
"Londar."

[Kaitholas Cage]

IC: Kaithas saw Soli tense. "Don't worry. This is reserved for rotters. I just get nervous when I'm probably gonna run into some." When the Matoran came up he nodded. "Kaithas."

[Dreadheart]

IC: [Soli]
(Underground, Station U, With Quoribay's Group)

Soli nodded slowly, her grip on the spear slackening as Kaithas explained the situation. Tentatively, the De-Matoran took a step towards the Matoran of Green, though still keeping her weapon in one hand.

-Void

[Kaitholas Cage]

IC:: Kaithas relaxed, arms dropping to his sides. He had decided that getting nervous wasn't gonna do any good, and everyone around him was a capable warrior.

Edited by Toa Kaithas, Nov 17 2012 - 03:32 PM.

[The Giant Space Butterfly]

IC: Grint

Grint wasn't his real name, of course. He didn't trust these people enough to reveal it, and his true name was ridiculously long. Grint was a good alias, at least for now. "You seem to have a good enough camp here."

Edited by Bordakh Unit 227, Nov 20 2012 - 09:16 PM.

[Dreadheart]

IC: [Soli] - Station U

Soli turned, spotting the newcomer, whose name was apparently "Grint". Raising an eyebrow in interest, the De-Matoran began approaching the Matoran slowly, like a Rock Lion stalking its prey, both hands gripping her spear, eyes focused on Grint with frightening intensity.

-Void

[Constructman: Black Knight]

IC Londar
I watched Soli get up and start advancing on the matoran. "Whoa, what's up?" I asked. "Why so uptight?"