Solaris: Electric Sentinel

IC: Pordal, YerithPordal grabbed a few blankets and made himself comfortable."Did ya really have to tell that story?" he grumbled."Hazing, son," Yerith said. "You know how it works. How do you think you got that nickname in the first place?""Ye'd better keep your mouth shut about that, old man," Pordal shot back.

IC: Pordal, Yerith"Thank you, Gamelia," Pordal said, standing up. "And don't worry, the tongue can slip, even if all you had was one drink. Although if you get stone-drunk, some more embarrassing things might happen...""Like the time you went out to the pub with Gaz," Yerith mumbled, handing the empty glasses to the barkeep.Pordal froze again."Say one word--" Pordal began."They got roaring drunk," Yerith interrupted, "and Pordal said he loved us so much. Then Gaz kissed him. Right on the mouth. Ah, that cheeky little Brakas."It was Pordal's turn to blush."Let-- let's just go get some sleep," he muttered.

IC: SolarisONU-METRU"So," Solaris said, his eyes flitting from Bits staff, to Lariska's hands near her daggers, to... well Reaper. "Everyone in here seems so delightfully paranoid. Don't take offense, everyone includes me. So... let's, uh, get this started, then."

IC: SolarisSolaris nodded and walked into the fireplace and down the stairs.

IC: AliaONU-METRU"Thank you," Alia said. "You know, I've got plenty more torches."Even now she knelt down to light one.

IC: Pordal, Yerith"Oh, you're not intruding at all," Pordal said. "And we don't exactly have a place to sleep, either.""Well, there's always passing out in the gutter," Yerith suggested sarcastically.

IC: Pordal, Yerith"I know how you feel," Pordal said, sipping his beer. "I had a hangover when I first reported to Yerith. Ran a mission test course in 22.2 seconds. That gave him a good laugh.""Just four less seconds and I would've respected you then and there," Yerith laughed, deciding to finish the bottle of whiskey. "But you're a good warrior, Soap."

IC: Pordal, Yerith"The feeling's mutual," Yerith responded, graciously accepting the refill."Well, I'm going to have one more," Pordal said, pouring his last glass. "And maybe a beer to wash it down. You guys?"

IC: Solaris, AliaONU-METRUAlia smiled, not sure how to respond. Back on Odina, all you needed was a pickup line and... well the rest was history. There really wasn't much romantic exchange.Solaris looked around. He was surrounded by Dark Hunters, so running wasn't exactly the best option."Any day, now," he sighed. "I'm not going to run."Hm, he was standing right by the corner... oh, but Vahki were rather quick to respond.

IC: Pordal, Yerith"A friend?" Yerith chortled. "I'm his commanding officer... well, we're equals, now. I'm Captain Yerith Price. And who's the lady, Soap?""Oh, this is Gamelia Auldron," Pordal answered, gesturing with the bottle for refills. He then turned at the newcomer. "No, haven't seen 'em."

IC: AliaONU-METRU"I'm glad to hear that," Alia said, beaming widely. "And I've never heard metaphors like that on Odina. It really is nice for a change, isn't it?"

IC: Pordal, YerithPordal was frozen. That voice... He turned to see Yerith."Oh, uh... you're alive!" he stuttered."Course I'm alive," Yerith said, patting his comrade on the shoulder. "It takes a little more than a few Vortixx punks to kill me. Now how about that whiskey?"Pordal filled their three glasses."I propose a toast," Yerith announced, raising his glass. "To my best Sergeant--""I'm a captain, now," Pordal corrected. "Valorous actions and all that.""To Captain MacTavish, then," Yerith said, raising his glass again. "Good on you, Soap."

IC: AliaONU-METRU"Just a little shaken up by that freak," Alia answered, checking her head for bruises. "When I was a Matoran, I dreamed of being tall enough to touch the ceiling. Dream-- ow-- fulfilled."

IC: Pordal, Yerith"Well, interesting people are hard to find when they're dropping like flies," Pordal chuckled. "Seriously, everyone on this island seems to want to kill each other. I don't understand it."Yerith continued walking down the street until he found a good bar. He entered at sat down."Barkeep, where's the whiskey at?" he asked. The bartender pointed to the couple sitting next to him. "Beg pardon, but could you-- oh..."

IC: Pordal, Yerith"Naturally," Pordal said, raising his next glass.Yerith would've jumped off the Gukko early had he not been so sore. So, he carefully dragged himself to the ground and started looking around. Where might he find Pordal?Oh, forget Pordal, he needed a stiff drink. He set off to find a bar.

IC: Solaris, AliaONU-METRU"Yeah, this room's getting crowded," Alia said, following Steela.Solaris sheathed his sword, not really fond of putting it on the dirty ground and raised his hands high."You could've just said please," he muttered. "Don't need to point those things at me."He then started thinking of some useful information that might save his hide.

IC: Pordal"Just met him today, actually," Pordal answered, pouring himself another glass. "But I've heard of him. General Altal Shepherd. He was once the commander of a force of Mata Nui Marines in Po-Wahi, but I think he transferred to the Mata Nui Army. Apparently he's gathering some of the best soldiers he can find. So he wasn't my boss before, but now he is."He gulped down the glass.

IC: Yerith, OziYerith exited the building, looking around. He felt a little weak from the wounds still, but he was determined to get back to Pordal. He needed a Gukko ride out of here. Now where was the hangar? He wandered around town until he came across Nik-Kohlii. He said that he could fly him to Ga-Koro to see the Sergeant.OOC: Yerith to Ga-Koro.Ozi sat at the head of the table, almost fully recovered from the poison."I'll get Yerith back soon enough," he said to his associates. "He'll fall right into my hands."

IC: Pordal"Well, I lived in the Kumu Islets for a long time," Pordal said, gratefully accepting the alcohol. "Down there, you have to get used to drinking copious amounts of all sorts of hard liquors."He downed the shot, not even flinching at the burning sensation in his throat.

IC: Solaris, AliaONU-METRUSolaris glanced at his right arm. Oh, Karz. His Metru Nui Marine Corps Corporal insignia was out in the open. He gripped his upper arm nervously."Look, I'm not going to want to... oh, forget the information, everyone here wants to kill me anyways," he sighed."Information?" Alia asked, nocking an arrow while meeting the gazes of everyone in the room."Well, by now, you people know that I'm a Protectorate agent," Solaris answered. "But you forget that Protectorate agents have information on the Protectorate. Then again you're all stupid enough to kill your best soldiers because they were spelunking in they Archives which you occupy, by the way. Just sayin', ya know."

IC: Yerith"Well don't strain yourself then, son," Yerith told the doctor. He planted his feet on the ground and slowly walked away. "Now, I've got places to be."

IC: PordalPordal sat at the bar, thinking of what he wanted. He signaled the bartender."Two whiskeys, leave the bottle," he requested.

IC: Solaris, AliaONU-METRUSolaris could've mumbled on and on about his own beautiful voice, but now wasn't the time to stroke his ego.Alia smiled at Steela's comment."Even if I say things like how I once drowned someone in their own blood?" Alia asked.

IC: YerithYerith looked up at the doctor."You all right?" he asked. "You look a bit drained. You rest, I'll be fine."

IC: Solaris, AliaONU-METRUAlia didn't bother retracting her hand from Steela's. She kept moving, letting him guide her through the tunnels."How you holding up, Detrius?" Alia asked their companion. "That fake armor fit you good?"That ruffled Solaris's feathers a little. He paused to lay it to the side."It was a bit loose, thanks for asking," he replied in his normal voice. "I got it off the rack. You know what they say about ill-fitting suits."She was surrounded by insane people... and it was actually rather nice.