Athmos

She isn't Sam Fisher.

Looks like it's one of them plot holes to me. [/southernGrammar] If you use the MoL's version of events, Hahli just couldn't have made it down that same tunnel and back up again. Well, she could make it down, but she'd be dead! This is a really tricky answer, I can't even think of a way Hahli got back up. The Rahkshi handholds make sense to me, but then again, they could just fly up. Jeez.

OOC: Maxiam Kilanewb is being Retcon-ed in this here post, so consider all past interactions with him, that took place in this thread, null and void. Unmentioned interactions that took place, that weren't mentioned whatever. He will be better this time. Hopefully. Here we go again. IC(Maxiam Kilanewb): Maxiam Kilanewb walked through Po-Koro with a purpose. No real purpose, actually, but it was hammered into him to move with a purpose. He kept his back straight, his chin parallel with the ground, and his eyes looking ahead of him. It was more of a modified march then anything else. Anyone could recognize him by his desert chocolate-chip camouflage and his matching cap. Only Sentinel wear to camouflage. Was a bit of a source of pride for himself. The ranks of Sargent shined on his collar, another source of pride. He knew he would never get promoted past that ranked. He was good at what he did, and what he did was yelling. Loudly. At privates. A Matoran Sentinel was standing guard outside a hut. Weakly standing, almost sitting on the ground. Maxiam saw him and diverted his path towards him. A few brief words with the Matoran, and he was standing at attention again. Maxiam nodded and continued on his way. Yes, he was good at what he did.

Get any snow globes?

IC(Maxiam Kilanewb): "Until I breathe my last, you will be under my authority, and unless my orders put you in direct harm's way, you will follow them to the letter. Is that understood, Private Auron?"

I like Mata-Nui Checkers better.

IC(Maxiam Kilanewb): "THEN CRAWL!!!"

IC(Maxiam Kilanewb): "You think I really care about how fast you are?" Maxiam snapped at Auron as he moved past him and began barking orders at the Sentinels up on the gate, and on the ground. "I WANT TO SEE YOU MOVE SO FAST THAT YOUR LEGS BREAK OFF!!!"

XBoxONE, I don't care about. HALO TV series? *fangirl scream*

IC(Maxiam Kilanewb): As soon as he left, he reappeared, slamming the door into the wall. "WHAT?!? TODAY!?!" And this group of rabble couldn't even be trusted holding a spear straight. Except Naona and Tera, perhaps. They've almost been in as long as him. "IF YOU DON'T HAVE SOMETHING TO DO, GO DO SOMETHING AND LOOK BUSY!!!" he shouted at the Sentinels. He then sprinted out the HQ and towards the gate. Gotta get to the gate Sentinels before they do something stupid.

IC(Maxiam Kilanewb): "-UKING DEHKAZ GONNA RAM MY ROD UP YOUR KRAZING A-" and he went off into a violent coughing fit. He walked away from the group, still coughing, and entered his office and slammed the door so hard, dust fell from the roof.

IC(Maxiam Kilanewb): Respect and discipline was the problem here. The Sentiels were getting soft, even now when the other Koro's wished for it's downfall. He was making a list. And he would be checking it twice. He took several steps towards Dehkaz and whispered to him. "I don't give a brakas if you're a commander or not, if you don't start shaping up I will personally TEAR YOU DOWN TO SIZE!!!" He spun around and looked at Auron. "You just volunteered for 5 laps around the Koro! GO GO GO!!!"

IC(Maxiam Kilanewb): Telne. He thought he was smart. Funny even. Maxiam found him otherwise. He opened his mouth to tear him a new one when Dehkaz spoke behind him. Some beings he just knew who they were from their voices. He changed his attention from Telne to Dehkaz slowly. "Dehkaz! You will stand at attention when addressing me! And I don't need to pool at the records to know that we have half-a-dozen Sentiels standing here like it's Naming Day!!"

IC(Maxiam Kilanewb): The doors to the Sentinel HQ creaked open. A pair of dusty leather boots stepped into the building. The boots happened to belong to Drill Sergeant Kilanewb. He narrowed his eyes and scanned the current group of Sentinels standing around. Sicking was the correct word to describe them. Standing around, having a ball, instead of out on patrol, helping Matoran, finding spies, and manning the defenses. Sicking. "Sentinels, what are you doing?" he asked softly, almost a whisper, but loud enough to be heard. He then threw the head of a Nui-Jaga onto the table in front of them. "Because I found this Rahi trying to kill a caravan. The caravans YOU are tasked with PROTECTING." he shouted at them. "This is krazing SHAMEFUL! WHAT, I ask you, WHAT do you have to say for YOUR selves?"

I can see so many ways in which it could go wrong. Like, say, a Toa of Sonics screaming "Objection" at the top of his lungs in the courtroom. BRILLIANT IDEA

That Vo-Turaga idea is brilliant.

IC(Quert): He was too tired to really take note of Kale's reverse-anti-threat-threat, but he was sure he would remember it later and shake or something. He headed off towards his desk, the cramped thing, and sat down. He slowly flipped through some folders, signing here, dotting there, and finally shoving the folders into the "Out." box. Sentinel Medical bills, some equipment purchases, wellness reports, things like that made their way to his desk.

IC(Quert): Quert placed a hand on Kale's shoulder before saying, "I am fatigued, and I'm going to do some paperwork. If Tera sees me here after I told her I was working for 18 hours, she might be mad." He placed his mask against Kale's, "And I really don't want to make her mad. And if you say anything," his voice dropped to a whisper, "the next time you dislocate your shoulder, I will make sure I'm the one popping into place, because I know how to make all those painful 'mistakes.'"

IC(Dea Caff): This crowd was annoying. Too many short people, too slow, too loud. Forget it. Dea pushed away from the crowds and climbed up onto a small hut, then leaped to the adjacent one. And then the next one. It was faster and more fun then walking she decided. Until you miss one and crash into an alleyway. "Frick." she muttered as she peeled herself off the wall.

IC(Quert): Oooh, I'm so going to kill him. Quert made a slashing movement across his throat and pointed at Kale violently, then he pretended to zip his lips and pointed at Kale again.

IC(Quert): Trying to sleep in the middle of a Po-Koro day, with the sun blazing in one's hut is near impossible. IS impossible, I stand corrected. He groaned loudly, and got up, getting roughly 30 minutes of restless sleep. "Forget it, I'm gonna go to work. Sleep at night is easier." he muttered. With a mighty heave, he threw himself out of bed and into his Gua-Sentinel Jacket, and out the door into Po-Koro. With a few minutes walk, he entered the Po-Koro Sentinel building. Upon seeing Naona's back, he threw himself against the wall and attempted to slid past all the action and hugging. He really didn't want to see a senior officer right now.

Go ahead and try it. Nuparu's the head of the most advanced village- I'm sure he's got some nasty traps ready for would-be assassins. Traps? He'd just have his guards blow you away with the laser rifles. I do know there aren't any laser rifles....