"Hey baby, how's it going?"
Rune's eyes flickered to the spokesman only briefly before returning to their steady scrutinization of the countertop in front of her. She topped off her glass, and slapped it back down with only a bit of white froth remaining at the bottom.
She turned to the Po-Toa next to her, beaming.
"Call me that again and I'll have your head fried and fed to my pet muaka."
She placed a few widgets next to her glass and made her exit, scarf tails rippling behind her. The Toa of Stone called out to her indecipherably as the door closed behind her with a pleasant tinkling of its bell.
The Toa of Lightning had had little luck finding work in Ko-Koro. From aggravating Inn prices, to flakey black-marketer's, to the Akiri's assassination, she'd had her fair share of the Koro. Now that the lockdown had been lifted she was free to go.
I look forward to waking up in the morning without having to thaw my ######.
She continued on her way, taking in the fancy mansions of the rich, as well as the impressive military fortifications that bordered the Koro. It was a crisp afternoon, and Mount Ihu's monumental peak could be seen against the clear blue sky above.
The guards let her pass without much trouble, and Rune was finally on the other side of the wall, alone in the bleak drifts of Ko-Wahi once again. The Dark Walk's gaping maw greeted her, but she forged ahead unphased. She was headed south towards Le-Koro.
Home. Oh, how I have missed the rustle of the leaves, the buzz of insects, and even the foul smell of the Fau Swamp.
OOC: Rune to Le-Wahi