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IC: Grègorios

The radio call crackled over the microphone and then stopped abruptly. Grègorios took charge and called over the radio to Pe Ell

"Mind telling us your exact co-ordinates? It might be helpful."

Then, to the rest of the group, asked
"What in the name of Karz is that smell?"

IC: Siren

"Naturally.", said Siren, drawing her katana out of its sheath and turning into a battle stance.

Ic: Siren (gym)

The rahkshi groaned and held her head as she sat up. Her anger was gone now, leaving nothing behind. A call for a spar ran out from across the gym, the perfect opportunity for her.

"I am." She replied to the other rahkshi.

Ooc: interacting with Haken.

OOC:

Scorpio started to liquefy his dinner and drink the fluids.[/color]

Ic: Talu

"Umh, well, I suppose uh", Talu hesitated

"There I guess." He said, waving his hand as a large leaf on the right hand side of the hut underneath some lethal looking cutlery formed itself into a hammock.

Meanwhile Iyanu is strapped to a bed.

IC: Talu

The Turaga entered the hut and closed the door behind him. In the pitch-black, he waved a hand upwards and six leaves around the top of the wall moved downwards to reveal lightstones under them, illuminating the small hut.

Wait.

Grēgorios is the leader for the rescue mission?

Why was I not informed of this?

Nah.

You have my permission.

But don't forget the "ē".

Just what kind of "work" is Halmos planning to do on Iyanu?

I know several people who disagree with you, most of which run comedies.

I would add pirates.

Every good story needs pirates!

IC: Iyanu

The punch hit him head-on

OOC: HAH!

IC:

and knocked him down, slowly drifting him into unconsciousness, but not before he had quickly written something on the wall:

As he came to the end, he let out a word, a half word, a vowel, a sound:

"ve-.", and then he became still in sleep.

I would say that Siren is a little bit more than upset that half the school is now level five yet she's still level two.

Ic: Siren (Gym)

Nobody noticed her, as usual, and a fight broke out, as usual. What wasn't usual was that everyone seemed to be stronger, like they wer-

No.

Silently, Siren flew off again, this time to the gym, brining out her sword to face a dummy that had appeared in front if her, and started slashing, crashing, slicing, dicing, attacking the dummy and breaking off heaving chunks of it onto the floor, only for them to be replaced by the same chunks on the dummy, making her more angry, slashing faster and harder still with each blow.

Why do they get the privilege when a loyal follower does not? Why do the new ones get it before me, for I have been here from before they were even conceived, why why WHY?!?!

She said to hersekf mentally, before she screamed and crushed the dummy as hard as she could. When it was over, all that lay were thin strips on the floor. Siren breathed heavily, and collapsed from exhaustion.

Ooc: Siren open for interaction.

Ic: Siren

The rahkshi had been training and eating and sleeping during the time the others had been away. (Usual rahkshi stuff). She woke up and walked outside the dorm room. She decided to fly to the causeway to see if they had returned. When she got there, she noticed how utterly awful everyone looked. She also noticed the gravestones.

"Oh." She said.

"How many?" To no-one in particular.

Ooc: so, yeah, not the best introductory post, but anyway, Siren open for interaction.

You gonna update it with the new Gali mask? Here's an image if you don't already have one:

IC: Talu

As the pair came towards the hut, Talu took the lead and opened the door open for the Matoran.

"After you", he said gesturing with his hand to the open door.

Wait Exaan died?

Man I've missed a lot.

Where is Halmos at the moment?

Medical ward.

IC: Iyanu

The toa glared at Halmos, his grip still tight on the guard, his jaw hanging loosely in its socket. Slowly, he let go of the guards throat and pushed him against a wall, the unconscious figure slumping down. He picked up his mask at stared at Halmos again, this time his head twitching violently.

Not this time, not yet...

Ic: Iyanu

A mear slap, even with a knife, wasn't going to stop the Toa from sqeezing the guard until his eyes popped out of his head.

IC: Iyanu

Iyanu's eyes flipped open suddenly and shot his arm forward, grabbing a nearby guard by the throat. Slowly, he sat up, looking the guard directly in his eyes with a deranged glare as the guard struggled to let out a yelp as the grip around his throat tightened, making it slowly harder and harder to breather, the guard's struggles slowly becoming less and less violent as his throat was crushed, the air not getting in or out of his lungs.

OOC: It may have been a good idea to restrain Iyanu. Also this guard can be saved if you're quick.

Ikinu is coming to murder you all.

No!

*slap*

That's Iyanu's job!

*slap*

Get your own!

*slap*

Umh, Ghidora, Iyanu removed the knives from his cheecks.

He now has one stuck in his chest, the other is still in the glove, so you might want to edit that.