OOC: Rule of Cool, Levacius; Rule of Cool.
IC - Torith/Sanshou - Ship: Sanshou nodded, smiling slightly as she turned and led Sigjol and Torith back down the hallway and out of the ruined warship, down the beach and back to the one she had discovered Torith on. She gestured for the two of them to go ahead and scale the ramp, following after them and allowing Torith to close it behind her. As he did so, the Artanian sent another order to the Niaka, ordering the mech to 'drive' the boat toward the nearest portion of Metru-Nui--Ta-Metru, as it happened. The Makuta watched curiously as the mech descended, gripping the boat like it had before and using its thrusters to steer it forward.
"My crew was abducted, to put it simply," Torith informed Sigjol. "Happened somewhere between here and a trading outpost called Iikol. Only the crew, though--they didn't touch anything else."
"Abducted in the middle of the ocean?" The Toa of Fire nodded at the Makuta's comment. "That is... curious."
"Indeed," Sanshou said. "That's partly why we decided to visit your ship--we figured the Toa responsible might be hiding out there. We were wrong, of course, but still."
Sigjol nodded, though a frown was evident on his mask. "I just wonder," he said. "why Toa would want to take only the ship's crew, and nothing else on board..."
Torith shrugged, shaking his head as he headed below deck. "Believe me," he said. "You aren't the only one who is asking that question..."
Sanshou had left the boat as they approached the Ta-Metru docks, climbing into the Niaka and finishing the journey through flight. Her explanation had been that she was going to move ahead and let a dock manager--if she could find one; it seemed more and more people were disappearing each day to her--know both who and what was coming to Ta-Metru. As the ship approached, it appeared that things had gone well. The Niaka sat patiently on land, watching and waiting for them, and Sanshou stood prepared to help them maneuver into port.
Torith was thankful that the process did not take long. Each passing moment only made him more and more anxious to begin asking around about the ship's crew, and the more he thought about the situation, the more hopeful he became that they would find something within the Great City. Ever since Ruaki's return, most lands had become too desolate to effectively operate from them. The pair of Toa he had encountered had utilized some rather impressive technology; as such, it only made sense that they would be here, hiding somewhere, perhaps in one of the abandoned forges or factories...
He led the way down the ramp, searching the surrounding area as he descended. There was very little sign of life anywhere--which, admittedly, wasn't surprising anymore. The odd building or two still retained the damage handed out by the Feranaki years ago, though for the most part, everything else was relatively normal.
"Well," he said. "We're here." The Toa looked at Sanshou. "Any ideas for a starting place?"
"The Coliseum might be a good idea," she said. "It's the biggest gathering place on the island; surely someone must have heard something."
Torith nodded. He looked at Sigjol. "You want to tag along?"