He began laughing with the akiri. "My bad, I forget we Le-Matoran make jokes. That was a good one sir."
He then moved his questions to a different subject.
"So how have you been ever since Akiri Matoro has died? I know you were hreat friends with since the Toa Mata helped save Mata Nui when the Makuta made the Rahi attacks.
Flaredrick there are very few people on the island that know about that yet, as no village has yet to make an announcement about it: In addition, Ko-Koro has kept the secret pretty close to their chests. It might do you well to change the question. Sorry!
IC: Karata - Le-Wahi - South-West of Le-Koro
Karata's Rama heard her hard clicking, and began to slow down. Still bobbing in between the trees, she looked back for just a moment to observe the rest of her squad, coming in and out of her line of sight in between the massive trunks and branches above the swamp of Le-Wahi. She turned her attention ahead of her again, with the hint of a smile on her face. It had been a long time since she got to call anybody her squad. It was nice. Almost like a loose family. She whistled twice, and shifted direction just slightly, turning a little more towards the south.
She raised up her hand and let out a single long whistling sound. Her Rama began to slow down while she leaned back, letting the insect nestle itself into the branches of the trees, close to the trunk, just as they liked it. She could hear the other members of the squad do the same with their own Rama.
Before them was a wide river. In a thick fog, one would be hard pressed to see the other side.
Karata gave her Rama another click and hopped off the insect, grappling onto a branch closer to the edge of the water. The branch bounced under her weight, the Le-Koronian balancing perfectly, "Just across this river and we'll be at the new site," she paused, "I will be crossing aboard Raptore. Lema and Hoka, I want you two next to me during the crossing. You'll check both sides of the shore upon our reaching it. I'll move in straight while the rest of you fill out a space. We want to check everything in a one mile radius."
She gets aboard Raptore again. It was a long ride across the water. But soon, the trees began to materialize into clearer images, with sharper edges. They'd reached it, "Welcome to Matau's Palm," she yells over the sound of the wings, "Be efficient, Riders! We don't have long!" Within half an hour, an embargo would arrive with the next team.
IC: NPC Gukko Forcewoman - Vira - Le-Koro
Vira saluted her superior, giving the signature three-finger salute of Le-Koro before turning on her heel. Chest out, her small Pakari held up high and proud, she mounted her Gukko before giving it a command to launch. While in the air she glanced behind her. Other Gukko would be following suite - just trade Wind-riders - heading for the same destination. She was Kongu's representative for Po-Koro's technology expo.
Following behind her would be the shipment of lumbers, and some gliders that Le-Koro had constructed. With the shipment team would be a small group with a few supplies of their own. Apparently Kongu had struck a deal with Po-Koro for some "air space" somewhere south of Po-Koro. Another embargo would move to Ihu-Koro as well.
She smiled as she soared through the air.
Vira and trade Wind-Riders to Po-Wahi. Lumber and gliders to Po-Koro as per trade agreement. Personnel to Ihu-Koro, as per trade agreement.
IC: Utu Kotore - Le-Koro Hospital - Basement Laundry-room
One time my brother and I beat up a beggar. Not because Harrow asked us to, but that was what kids did for fun in Tu-Koro. Hakam hit her too hard in the head and accidentally broke her neck.
The next moment, I'm crying my eyes out; she's got the strange angle to her head that makes you sick and this dead look in her eyes that makes you colder. Anyways, Hakam's punching me now cause I'm being a big baby, and I start yelling at him because he's being a big ######-off. He won't stop, so I curl my first into a little ball and sock him in the eye.
I spent the next ten minutes, tossing aside clean and dirty laundry, looking for a cloak that would fit me. I didn't expect too much out of the whole situation. It was easy to pick out somebody of my size in a crowd, I'll be the first to point that out. But it was better than nothing. I only needed it to cover my white armor before managing to disappear in some alley somewhere. I had to get my bearings to know the quickest route out of the village.
Hakam doesn't fall down because he's way bigger than I am at the time, and instead of feeling good about myself for more than three seconds, he's broken my nose. So me and brother dearest are just wailing on each other in the streets with a dead woman beside us by the time Keya spots us, runs over and beats up both of us, because we're gonna cause Dad problems later, but mostly because fighting for no reason isn't good enough for her. It was good enough for me, it was good enough for Hakam, but not her.
I find one and turn hard, pushing myself towards where I think there might be an exit. Rounding a corner, I see a light stone above a sign that reads . I move for it, my long powerful legs carrying me across the bamboo floor. I pray that I don't run into anybody that I don't need to. I push open the door into the streets.
First things first, you're beating up a beggar, and the next thing you know somebody better than you takes it upon themselves to let you know you're being a huge ######-up.