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IC: Hassan "I'll whip some up asap." They reached the bunk section of the building, and Hassan immediately got to work in the communal kitchen. The moment he donned the stained apron, he felt awash with a new energy. "Let's start." He worked with a feverish energy, his concentration aimed at the seemingly small yet spiritually monumental task in front of him: making a kebab for a new customer. "What kinda toppings you looking to get?"
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IC: Hassan "Would you like to try some of mine? It's the real deal, which is more than can be said for the kebab bars in the city. And I've never had an unsatisfied customer yet!" IC: Natalie Deep breaths. Natalie emptied her mind. Stepping inside Valkyrie had been harder than she thought. While the traumatic loss of her family was not witnessed from inside her companion, getting into the cockpit for battle, if only a simulated one, still brought back the mix of emotions that gnawed at her every battle since that day. Don't be such a drama llama. It's only a sim contest. Only... Only a simulation. Countdown reaching zero, she opened her eyes. Ruined buildings and wreckage... Natalie slowly moved Valkyrie forward, keeping low and listening for sounds. She was near the coast, and stopped behind a half-intact factory complex, scanning.
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IC: Glass Feeling Rail's yank, Glass passed an electric current through it while pushing back against Rail's thrust. The shock would lock Rail's muscles in place, preventing him letting go. The stalemate lasted for a second, but that was all Glass needed. He let go, hurriedly pulling out his close-quarter staff and closing the distance to the stunned Rail, jabbing down at his chest armour.
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IC: Hassan Hassan led the way. A thought struck him. "Do you like kebabs?"
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IC: Glass Glass caught sight of Rail's kick a second before he was blinded by the sand. Reacting blindly, he charged forward and swung his staff in an arc ahead of him. Having kicked the sand, Rail would be off-balance and in no shape to move for the duration of Glass swing. He hoped the blow would connect.
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IC: Hassan "We should rectify that."
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IC: Glass Rail's somersault caught Glass off-guard, and as he turned, Rail was already levelling a crossbow. He twisted to the side, shrinking his profile, and the crossbow bolt hit his front armour at a shallow angle. The ringing of metal on metal still in his aural receptors, Glass shifted back into attack position and took a quick steps forward, thrusting his electrified staff forward in short, darting strikes.
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IC: Glass Stepping bac away from the attack, the Rahk swung his staff with a backhand blow, sending electricity into his weapon.
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IC: Glass Giving an imperceptible nod, Glass darted forward and stabbed forward, using his weapon's reach against Rail's Claws as his advantage.
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IC: Glass "Hey, what's up?" That's the best you can do? It's not that easy. Hush now. Glass mentally quietened the voices. Now wasn't the time. Adopting a guard position, he started to circle his opponent, Chain Lightning flickering at his fingertips, ready to launch out through the staff.
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IC: Glass The Chain Lightning Rahk stepped up to the aforementioned platform, he couldn't help but start to get excited. The thrill of battle... Since when has that been thing for us? It's... Weird that I'm feeling it. Shh, just let go and enjoy it. Glass pulled out his main staff, his macuahuitl Terrortooth resting dormant on his hip. "So who's this Rail?"
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IC: Hassan The pilot looked on with amazement at the Mech. He hadn't realised that the Jinn had sclerosis before Gwen had worked her magic on it. Hopping into the cockpit, a quick diagnostics scan showed zero damages remaining, and revealed that almost every function had been tuned to optimum performance. "Wow, this is... It's incredible! Your well-earned reputation doesn't do you justice," Hassan said after turning off the Mecha. "That sim competition sounds like a of a place to stretch the old boy out again." His stomach started to grumble. "Lunch?"
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IC: Hassan The soldering iron was easy to find, and it disappeared along with Gwen's hand into the belly of the Jinn. A socket wrench was surprisingly difficult to pick apart from the nuts and bolts on the floor, but Hassan finally realised there was one in the toolbox the mechanic left behind.
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IC: Hassan "Yeah, that's what I feared, with all the flashing warning signs appearing on the HUD. As Gwen dove back into the machine, Hassan looked around at the growing heap of components on the ground. Despite the increasing entropy of the area, he still suggested: "If you need me to pass you anything, I'm happy to help."
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IC: Glass The Chain Lightning Rahkshi nodded. He didn't have anything to add.
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IC: Glass "So, what do you think of the new students?"
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IC: Glass Glass paused for a second. "You're right that I've been keeping low lately, though not on any conscious decision on my part. As to returning to attention..." Glass wasn't sure. "I just wanted to stretch my legs, so to speak. I've been out of combat for too long." Should we ask for his opinion on the students that escaped the school, since you're thinking of joining them... Not a sensible idea. We don't know how he feels towards the school, at least, not yet.
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IC: Glass Glass nodded, remembering the many... things Exxan was known for. "That's great! This is quite the place to return to public attention, honestly."
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IC: Glass Glass turned at the familiar voice. "Oh, it's you, Exxan. Haven't seen you in a long time!" Though it does feel like it's been ages since I've seen anyone.
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How do you store your Bionicle figures?
NorikSigma replied to Logan McOwen's topic in Bionicle Discussion
Most of my stuff is disassembled and stored in boxes all over the house, except for a few sets lined up on a shelf. -
IC: Glass "I'm Glass.” You know, it's so sad that out of all the earliest enrolled students we're still stuck fighting other 2's in the gym. Shhhhh
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IC: Hassan Dodging the flying components, he answered, "Mostly the joints in the limbs, like the servos, as well as the wires that were running from it to the main computer." As he didged another projectile, Hassan hoped Gwen didn't toss anything too vital out.
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IC: Hassan - Hangar Hassan smiled a little, glad to see the hyperactive pilot remain enthusiastic in spite of all that had happened. He led Gwen to the Jinn. The visor-like face stared out from the dim lights in this section of the hangar. The maintenance ladder was still open and leaning against the machine, clearly indicating the previous mechanic's sloppiness. "Well, here we are."
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IC: Glass - Gym Looks dangerous. Sign us up!" And there goes your caution. "I'll join."
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Welcome home, Norik.Thanks bae