BZPRPG - Ga-Wahi

[GSR]

IC: Soraya [The Markets]
 
"Total economic collapse followed by adjustment and reconstruction of the relative value of the resources our respective markets are based on until a stable trade equilibrium is established, at least going by contemporary economic schools of thought.  And you know what that means?" She grinned.  "It means get in while the getting's good.  Remind me to stop by that forge sometime."

[Tarn]

IC: (Datrox)

​Datrox looked over at Sorox. He was prepared to say some very unkind things until he saw how the rest of the bar was looking at the Toa of Water.
"That mask may have not been the best choice," he whispered, before taking a drink.

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

 

Oh shoot he's talking to me

 

Sorox glared at Datrox, as he sipped on his mystery drink. "I find it quite useful." He said with a slightly harsh tone. "After all, it's easier to use the earth when you're above it."

 

His gold/black armour seemed even older and more boring as he glanced to see if the bartender was ding anything. He was in the corner, rearranging already arranged things with a slight look of terror behind his eyes. Well... Not useful for everything, I guess...

[Tarn]

IC: (Datrox)

​He shrugged, then took another sip. Frankly, he wasn't sure what he was drinking, either--sure wasn't what he had ordered.
​"You come in here for a drink or do you come into bars to look at the scenery?"

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

 

That actually stung a bit, warranting another glare.

 

"Perhaps I do. What business is it of yours?"

[Tarn]

IC: (Datrox)

​The Toa of Fire shrugged again. Clearly the glaring wasn't bothering him.
 ​"I dunno," he said, staring into his drink as if he had lost something in it.
 ​"...hey, you look like a tough guy. Go ask that bartender over there why he gave me the wrong drink."

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

 

"Only because the current discussion is quite dull."

 

Thankfully they were sitting close to the counter, so he stood, leaned over the counter top, and rapped on it slightly. "I would like a reason as to why this gentlem-"

 

The bartender had turned white as death. He quickly poured himself some strong drink and gulped it down, flushing colour into his face. "Uh, scram, you." Trying his best to look not-terrified, he quickly found something else to focus his eyes on. Quietly groaning to himself, the Toa resumed his seat with a look of utter disappointment and annoyance.

[Krayzikk]

IC:

"Tarkus, sleep is important."

[shadow pridak money gang]

IC:

"They're not kidding, T!" the sergeant said sunnily. "Almost wish I'd gotten more of it last night!"

-Tyler

Edited March 17, 2016 by Costa Vespula

[Void Emissary]

IC:

 

This was my first time drinking coffee and, apparently, my first time doing a spit-take with coffee, too.

 

-Void

[Snelly]

IC:

 

"Sleep deprivation is not good, especially in battle. You need to be fully alert at all times." Arisaka stated before drinking from her own cup of coffee. She paused and looked at her drink, this island had some bizarre flavors for their beverages. 

 

IC:

 

In the distance Wraith walked toward the ice cream stand, stopping when he saw Seven in conversation with an unknown figure. He decided it was best not to interrupt and kept his distance, but he watched this stranger carefully all the same, just in case. 

Edited March 17, 2016 by Lina Inverse

[Tarn]

IC: (Datrox)

​"Didn't work, huh?" he asked, seemingly oblivious to the bartender's terror. "Yeah, guy who works here's a bit stubborn. Ah well."
Datrox got out of his seat and stretched a little. He pretended to fish around for widgets but never put any on the table.
​"Well, I'm outta here. Word of advice, pal: get a mask that ain'​t an embodiment of darkness and hate."

[shadow pridak money gang]

IC:

 

"Whoa, careful Dai. That's hot stuff. Are you okay? Drink it too fast?"

 

-Tyler

[Eyru]

IC (Akimoto)

 

"I understood maybe half of what you just said, but I'll take your word for it."

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

 

"Let me know when you find a cuddly mask that lets you fly."

[Tarn]

IC: (Datrox)

​"Yeah, whatever. Have fun with all these people who are absolutely terrified of you, by the way. I'm sure an angry mob won't chase you outta town for looking like a frickin' Makuta cultist."

​OOC: ...I think Datrox is coming off as a jerk FAR more than I intended him to...

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

 

Sorox slowly stood, fire dancing in the back of his blood-red eyes. "I hope you're prepared to eat those words, for I'm prepared to make you."

 

 

OOC: Even if he is, this will definitely be interesting.

[BBBBalta]

IC: Vaíl, Ga-Koro

 

Vaíl wandered through Ga-Koro in search of an eating/drinking/sleeping establishment that possessed some combination of the "nearby," "still open this time of night," and "not 100% shady" characteristics, roughly in that order of importance. It wasn't exactly an easy pursuit, but she managed to find a place that met her quickly-lowering standards before too long. A lantern burned outside the establishment's door, but the additional light did little to make the worn sign more legible. She stepped inside.

 

"--eat those words, for I'm prepared to make you!"

 

welp

 

She quickly sized up the speaker. Weird-looking gold mask, everything else black, sword. Toa. Uncertain element - earth, maybe? Standing. Clearly unhappy.

 

His words seemed to be directed at a seated figure: Huna, armored in red and black, also sword, also Toa, probably fire.

 

She assessed this information within a single brief moment. Vaíl wasn't looking for any excitement this evening, but then again, she was also seriously hungry by this point and didn't want to hunt for another place to eat. Neither of the pair looked particularly dangerous, so she simply let the door close silently and headed toward the bar, hopefully unnoticed.

Edited March 19, 2016 by Baltarc

[Tarn]

IC: (Datrox)

​The Toa of Fire pulled his obsidian blade out and twirled it in his hand.
​"Awright then, let's--"
​He looked over at Vail, then put his hand up to Sorox.
"...uh, we're about to have a duel here."

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

 

Oh shoot... If we duel in here, we might get in big trouble with law enforcement, and I just got questioned by a cop earlier.

 

Sorox decided to say nothing, but looked curiously towards the newcomer.

[BBBBalta]

IC: Vaíl, Ga-Koro, unidentified bar/inn

 

Vaíl smirked. "Glad you're being so civil about it. Please, don't let me get in your way." She glanced at the Toa's drawn blade as she sidestepped him. "Looks pretty sharp; don't hurt yourself." She didn't bother watching for a reaction but seated herself at the bar, signalling the barkeep for a glass of whiskey.

Edited March 21, 2016 by Baltarc

[Tarn]

IC: (Datrox)

​He glared at her, then looked back at Sorox.
​"Uh, anyways...back to physically harming eachother."
He pointed his sword at him and got into a fighting stance.

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

 

He slowly drew out his long, black blade, taking a careful examinations of the surroundings. Small glass of water on the far side... Like that's gonna be much help...

 

"Of course. Mind you be careful; we don't want to repair amputations."

 

After finishing with his snarky comment, he thrust his blade out far enough that if Datrox didn't move, he'd get slightly stabbed.

[Tarn]

OOC: Slightly.

​IC: (Datrox)

​The Toa of Fire quickly sidestepped, and swung his blade at Sorox.
​Remember: incapacitate, don't kill 'em.

Edited March 21, 2016 by Pat Lee

[silo]

IC: Skorm kept his eyes on the distant village as he kept foliage between him and it.

 

"Well, I tried to kill him and the other Kalta. That's the story without context."

 

One look told Skorm his companion wouldn't be satisfied without the context.

 

"Well, I was tracking him down to start putting the team back together. Followed his trail out of Le-Koro, ran into a skakdi by the name of Zaktan. Doused me with some nasty stuff called Antidermis." Absentmindedly, Skorm put his hand to his mask, where one of the stains were. "Twisted my mind. By the time I came to, I just wanted to... rip. Tear. Kill. Starting with my team. Tracked him to Ga-Koro, where he had met up with Kalyss and Vakua. They, with a few others, fought me off. I killed a Marine on my way in, nearly killed another on my way out."

 

Skorm scowled as he stood tall, adjusting his sword's strap on his shoulder, and putting down his hood. "Bit more to that story. Went down into Mangaia with a few others. Ran into rahkshi. The Abettor. He didn't take a liking to me, smashed me half to pieces. Met Zaktan again, he told me about Antidermis. From there I passed out for a while. Woke up after someone sympathetic dragged me to Po-Wahi. Met Stannis Maru, he healed me. Body and mind. Wanna make good on this second chance."

IC: Silo - Near Ga-Koro

"That sounds terrible!" I utter naively, my mind racing. I'd ask about the antidermis straight away, but I've gotta play my cards right here. Actually, perhaps I can gain some more information in a less suspicious way: "So...did the antidermis kinda...mind control you?" I ask, my face the picture of concerned shock. It's a shame...this toa would make a perfect weapon in the coming battle, if only I can find a good way of using him...

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

 

A trick for every tactic. hopefully he wouldn't let his guard down as badly as he did then.

 

As Datrox's blade cams towards him, Sorox activated his mask for a second, darting forwards and spinning before he got too far away.

[Tarn]

IC: (Datrox)

The Toa of Fire almost fell over, having expected his sword to connect, before turning to face Sorox.
​"Good move."
​Suddenly, his free hand was aflame with his element. He lobbed a fireball at the Toa of Water.
 

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

 

Closer to the water now. Should I...

 

No, stupid.

 

He smacked the flat of his blade into the fireball, hoping it didn't land on an unsuspecting chair or table.

[Tarn]

IC: (Datrox)

​Gotta think outside of the box...gotta do something unpredictable...
​Datrox glanced over at the glass of water.
​I could...nah.
​He charged at Sorox, hoping inspiration would strike him.
​As long as "inspiration" wasn't his opponents sword, that is.

Edited March 21, 2016 by Pat Lee

[BBBBalta]

IC: Vaíl, Ga-Koro, unidentified bar/inn

 

Vaíl raised the drink to her lips and turned toward the combatants with mild interest. "You usually let your patrons swing their swords all over this place?" she asked the bartender, eyes still on the two Toa. At that moment the Ta-Toa had the brilliant idea of tossing a fireball at his opponent. She turned, raising an eyebrow. "Or do that?"

 

The bartender winced. "We're ... between bouncers at the moment."

 

Vaíl sighed. "Hey idiot, do your best not to burn this place down, all right?" she called out. "Trying to eat here." She turned back toward the bartender. "Speaking of which, any recommendations?"

 

"The fried ruki's a touch above mediocre."

 

"Sure."

[Keeper of Kraata]

IC: Skorm looked at Silo with a hint of anger. "It wasn't mind control! Those decisions were mine and mine alone. The best I can describe it besides... a sensation of pure evil effusing every atom of your body is... I don't know, a sickness. For me the symptoms were lots of black fluid leaking from my face and turning into a psychopath."

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

 

Now.

Sorox casually tipped the glass of water towards Datrox's face, and sent the water out like a thunderbolt.

[Tarn]

IC: (Datrox)

​Vail's distracting shouting, combined with Datrox's proximity to Sorox, made the attack impossible to dodge. The water struck the Toa of Fire's face. It...stung, to say the least.
​OW OW OW.
​He stumbled backwards, dropping his sword in the process.
​"Khh...what the...? How...?"

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

 

It didn't help that the fire Toa took up time with his words, for before they were fully out of his mouth Sorox activated his mask, sending himself flying right into the Toa, blade arcing at his legs.

[Tarn]

OOC: This has clearly escalated from simple brawl to full-on homicide. D:

IC: (Datrox)

​Whoa whoa WHOA.
​Datrox backflipped into the air and activated his Huna, his previous stumbling having thankfully put him just far enough away from Sorox so he wouldn't have to crawl out of the bar. He knew all the luck, all the agility in the world, would not be able to save him for long, though. This guy meant business. Still cloaked by his mask power, and his face still stinging with pain, he ducked behind a nearby booth the moment his feet touched the ground again.
 

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

 

Stupid me, I should have remembered he had a Huna.

 

Sorox barely caught himself from landing flat on his face. That's odd. Why didn't...

 

And there was the blade, lying on the ground. "Satisfying enough for me," He said picking up the blade and looking it over. "If I wanted you dead, you'd definitely be by now." He was about to stab the blade into the floor and let him retrieve it, but he remembered that the bar was probably filled with people who would love a blade like this. So he re-sheathed his own sword, and held it out by the flat. "You can retrieve your weapon."

 

You idiot. Like he's just gonna walk out and grab it. Where did you grow up, a Muak-
ZIP IT.
 

[Tarn]

IC: (Datrox)

​"You can retrieve your weapon."
​Datrox sat with his back against the booth. He could walk out, de-cloak, and get his sword, or he could take advantage of the lull to attack his opponent, and then get his weapon.
​He made his decision.
​Datrox got out from behind the booth, turned off his mask power, and began to walk over to Sorox.
​If this goes sour, then screw it, I'm gonna kill 'im.

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

 

Forget trying to look non-threatening, you're wearing the Kr-

Will you stop.

 

Sorox carefully made sure to not have his hand on his hilt, as was his usual casual position. Well, what did I learn from this? That I'm an ego-tastic freak who likes to scare people?

LOL, living the dream, huh?

If I could kill my conscience I would.

[Tarn]

IC: (Datrox)

​He grabbed his sword and pulled it away quickly.
​"So now what? We keep fighting? Or is this the part where we kiss and make up?"

[Ghidora131]

IC Sorox

Sorox glared.

 

"If you're more cautious, this is the part where you keep all your limbs." He folded his arms. "Or perhaps you'd like to make another jab at how terrible my mask is?"