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IC:Akura He decided to not respond to impotent response from the Toa, feeling it would be better to not further increase the possibilities of hostilities. However, Akura noticed the peeved off Ta-Toa approaching quickly, but decided it would be wise to stay his blade and attempt to avoid further conflict. "We aren't worth anything dead. Our employer view us as a set, and as much as you would like to think otherwise, a set is worth nothing without every piece."

IC:Akura Akura quietly entered the ruins, close enough to hear the female Toa's comment. "I don't see any party here. Do you", he snarked in reply. He leaned against a remaining piece of wall, studying the others. "All Toa, a sight not uncommon. Formidable to be sure, but can they work together as a team", he thought to himself.

IC: Akura Dried blood caked his blade. He had never bothered to clean it off. A monument to all his sins, a contestant reminder of what he had done. The screams, the pleas, the freshly gleaned blood splattering on the stone walls. He took it all in, and he smiled. There had been a letter in his cloak when he recovered it. It was unsigned, but he knew the place where it told him to go well. Once read, he reduced it to ash with a nearby torch. By the time he left, his cloak was dyed red. Sometimes later, he arrived in Le-Wahi.The ominous remains of the Rama Hive stood tall as a dark reminder of our past, but also that evil could be defeated. Evil has never stayed down, has it? As he approached, he noticed a few others had already arrived. OOC: Akura is a pre existing character, so this isn't an introduction.

IC: Athiel "Then let us go forth", said Athiel as he finished his steak. He stood us, and pushed his chair in. "Do you want a drink before going?"

IC:Athel The Toa took knife to flesh, carving the steak into pieces. He impaled a small piece with his fork, and slowly consumed it. It was cooked quite nicely, and was the best thing he had had in weeks. "Sure, I suppose I could oblige you."

IC: Athiel "I have no idea. We have ventured off the beaten path to such a degree that getting back could take awhile. Is there anything you need to attend to while were here" Athiel took a swig from his glass, which contained some kind of ale.

I used to live 15 minutes from Legoland. So many childhood memories would go down the toilet if it burned down.

I never noticed I could change, but after changing to IP and nearly being blinded, I firmly choose the BZPower Skin.

Assuming an app will ever be created, notifications are a must. Then I won't have to constantly reload the page because I'll be notified whenever a new post in created in a topic.

IC: Athiel "That sounds perfectly fine. I insist on paying." Athiel placed a small bag of widgets on the counter. "Will this cover it?"

IC: Ahrusa Finally, Ahrusa conceded. "I'm here to enjoy the party too, I'm just a little worried. I'm sorry I insisted on wasting your time, and hope you enjoy the rest of the night." She bowed, before walking away and rejoining the crowd.

IC: Athiel Athiel dropped out of invisibility while the Matoran had his back turned. "So, what do you have in stock?"

IC: Ahrusa Ahrusa was irritated by her laxness, and it shows by the tone of her voice."They have already been interviewed by minor members of the IBS beforehand. They are too busy having their whiskey and cigars to be of actual use. I don't see why this seems like a game to you. It isn't."

IC: Athiel Athiel activated his mask, turning invisible. "We bypassed every security channel getting in the way we did. I would be wary of unwanted attention if I were you." Athiel then strained to leap onto a nearby rooftop, landing shakily but remaining balanced. "I'll shadow you, and drop in should trouble arise. I suggest we start looking."

IC: Athiel "I haven't eaten in several days, and I am not familiar with the area. Thus, I elect to stay with you. If you object, please voice you concerns." Thus, Athiel slipped back into his old habits of adding little emotion into his words, likely due to his exhaustion and hunger.

I signed up because of the music video.

IC: Athiel "Yeah, I'm fine. I managed to secure myself to the tree using my daggers. I'm ascending as we speak."When he was closed enough to the platform, Athiel pushed of the tree, sheathing his daggers and grabbed the ledge, swinging up on top of the platform.

IC: Ahrusa Ahrusa did not appreciate being given the runabout, especially about a matter of such importance. "Unfortunately, your dossier says otherwise. You obviously know what kind of tension I'm referring to, the kind that would tear this Empire apart."

The way I see it, they simply removed the sign stones and let nature do the rest. The sand would easily cover them over time without proper maintenance.

I committed a terror attack on Po-Koro. I am still sneaking around in their prison to this day.......

Dasakan or Mata Nuian? Dasakan, Mata-Nui doesn't really have a central government

Friends, I have taken it upon myself to found the Imperial Bureau of Security. It exist. That is all. You have heard nothing. No, we're not spy's. Why would you ask that?

IC: Ahrusa "Ahrusa, Toroshu. I am a member of the Imperial Bureau of Security. I am not surprised you haven't heard of me." Ahrusa decided to bow again, even though it may have seemed unnecessary. "I would just like to inquire about something. Have you noticed anything out of the ordinary tonight? With the recent discover of Mata-Nui, political tension has raised tremendous amounts, and you are known for your perceptiveness. I fear that with so many high ranking officials in one room, some political dissident may try to pull something." OOC: Sorry about that, must have got her confused with some other wisent older. Fixed my post so Ahrusa doesn't look drunk.

IC: Atheil There was a large gap between his perch and the platform. He had exhausted himself with the excessive free running, having not moved in such a way in years. He decided he would not ask for assistance, as to not show weakness. Athiel tensed his muscles and leaped across with all his remaining strength. Unfortunately for him, he was a few feet of, leaving him flailing as he desperately tried to grab the ledge. Again, he was too far under it to reach it. He found himself nearing the tree that was supporting the platform, and gracefully unsheathed his daggers and dug them into the trunk. Now that he was secure, he started his accent, tired but unscathed.